Sistahs! The show hasn’t even started and I am soooo tired and blistery. We are having a blast, met tons of people while I limp (lol), and I already have an adventure to tell.
Yesterday our friend Natalie, the owner of Scrapbook Centrale in Montreal (DA best store evah) picked us up from the convention center to go for lunch and a little shopping… so here I am looking all glitzy and sparkly with my bare escentuals makeup (another story I may share later) and my sparkly sunglasses.. we go into the restaurant and we are sitting down and I am searching for my glasses. My regular glasses, you know? so I am searching.. dump my purse and searching. NO GLASSES. I proceed to panic. Natalie runs to the car to check there. Nicky is consoling me that for the rest of the show it is OK to wear SUNGLASSES….LOL.. and at NIGHT PARTIES.. it will be OK to wear sunglasses.. what would people thinky???? Either that I am a addicted to some substance and hiding behind my sunglasses ORRRRRRRR that I think I am a superstar (LOL) and need to wear sunglasses in public not to get recognized (just laughed my HEAD off here)… so we are talking, blabbing, gossiping (with my sunglasses on) and all I was thinking about were my little Chanel’s all alone somewhere…
After lunch we returned to the convention center and I proceeded to go to the information desk, who pointed to the coat check (lost and found) about 67 miles from that desk… once I got to coat check, they told me to go to the show office.. I said “OK thank you!” all excited that I would find my glasses…went to show office who proceeded to send me to registration (LOL) another 85 miles to get there… I go to registration they look at me like “WHY would someone send you HERE?”.. then I speak to a security services officer who sends me outside to NOTHING.. then I speak to a security guard outside who sends me to the SECURITY OFFICE… which I couldn’t find (at this point I know you are are so annoyed with this story but TOO BAD).. I then called from there “RECEPTION” and they say to me “WHAT KIND OF GLASSES ARE THEY?” i said CHANEL’s.. and they say to me BUT WHY ARE THEY IN A BULGARI CASE? and I Said WHO CARES.. DO YOU HAVE MY GLASSES? and she said yes.. so I walked another 67 miles escorted by a lovely security officer where I found my “eyesight”.. at least i got my exercise for the year, no?
We are hanging out with DA coolest people.. the list is too long to even mention
OK sistahs, gots TA GO.. will get you lots of goodies
miss you 🙂
mwah to da sistahs who don’t have blistahs