“No man needs a vacation so much as the person who has just had one.” ~Elbert Hubbard
When I woke up yesterday morning I could have blown a .18. I have an incredibly sore throat and I’m just so overwhelmingly exhausted and in desperate need to just sit. So I promptly dropped my stuff off and ran away to the beach just for the day. Because the beach isn’t my office and requires very little brain power. In fact any brain power used today is in this post and it’s not even that intelligent.
In fact here is a photo of me being all intelligent like. Or perhaps telling the calamari story or maybe just really confused.
Like, Blogging? What the fuck is that? I’m here to drink and for the free Bliss products.
Oh and while I’m obsessing about how much Bliss I stole from The W, enjoy this bit from the lovely and incomparable, Sarah Whoorl.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Sarah Whoorl from HeatherB and Vimeo.
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Free Bliss products? Damn, I missed it!
It was great meeting you! McDonalds hat is currently featured at shenuts.com…
You got swag?! I’m green.
Love your blouse. It’s a good color for you.
I have NEVER seen someone work a room as perfectly as you, HB.
i second whoorl, you are a true professional!
Hi, just discovered your blog and I have enjoyed reading your past entries and catching up. I’ll check back regularly now. Enjoy your writing very much. Thanks.
Glad to see you have your priorities straight. Oh, and I gave you an award today.
I lost my swag. Oops
I was told there would be dancing on tables. Where is the dancing on tables?
It was nice being able to see you again.
There is NO WAY you stole as many miniature Bliss bottles from the housekeeping cart as I did. Seriously. I got in trouble at the airport because I had TWO quart-size Ziploc bags.
I could eat her up with a spoon! so adorable.
I SO WISH I had made it there to be your roommate. Sigh. You seem to be all kinds of fun rolled into one awesome bundle.
HAAAAA! Also, I think my flailing stick arms really add something special to the video.
Funny! What no photos of the Bliss swag?
As someone who has also puked up calamari (but with white wine) I enjoyed that story very much.
Oh, Dear Lord.
I regret that I didn’t get to spend more time with you at dinner Friday night. I think the shock of the bill, and the prospect of underwriting the tabs of those who were drinking $20 scotch had me not quite myself.
I’m totally rehearsing the Shopping Cart for next year. Fantabulicious!
Whoorl knows how to rock.
And you, my friend, look good in pink. And white. And blue…
(You had a lot of wardrobe changes this weekend and I loved all of them.)
We told the concierge we needed more Bliss Body Butter and could they please express some to our room posthaste. When we returned, there were six (6!) bottles there waiting for us. I had to refrain from squeezing that stuff down my throat I love it so much.
I snagged an assload of bliss products as well to make up for the guilt 5 dollar pepsi I drank.
When I got home I was so tired I fell off a cliff. Well, it wasn’t so a cliff as it was a mild slope that I slid down. But still. Not too tired to defend the Bliss products though. My boyfriend reached for a Bliss bottle this morning and I had to bat his hand away. Men don’t properly appreciate the Bliss.
You haven`t stolen the Bliss Stuff!
Before we went back to Germany I asked the girl from the reception at W if i can use the stuff and take it with me away! She was d`accord!
Now *that* created genuine envy in my soul.
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