...that's what Gina said the weather felt like today, and I think it was a horribly accurate description.
Yeah, so anyone who reads this that's *not* familiar with humidity, take note, it's as gross as that concept is. Ew. I did my hair this morning for work and it was an entirely failed effort, I had update today so it didn't need to be perfect. However, I walked to the train and I opened my compact to check my eyeliner, and not only was my hair flat and sticking to my face but I had already melted off all my makeup.
The walk is about 6 minutes, give or take the ONE stoplight. UGH.
Update was a ton of fun, and it's always nice to meet new Mac Folk.
I got to sing with a jazz band at Plum tonight and that was a lot of fun. During the set, it started to POUR outside, I mean the kind of rain at the end of a slasher flick... lightening and thunder and cats and dogs and kitchen sinks. I found myself giggling at what a ridiculous sight I must have been walking in a jersy summer dress and flip flops in a thunderstorm. Upon my arrival home, I was the spitting image of a drowned rat. Like, seriously.
However, tomorrow is a big event at work and I need to look fab, so I'm heading to sleepy land.
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