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This will have to be so, so fast! I’ve been terribly occupied with my new occupation as a bona fide travel editor, and to top it all off the tomboy and I have at last booked our trip for a much-needed Spring Break! In just three short days we’re off to very tiny little island in Mexico, where we intend to drive scooters all around, frolic with baby turtles and sharks and monkeys, lounge on pristine white beaches and eat and drink local deliciousness until we burst. We’re so excited and I cannot wait. The weather here in San Francisco has been lovely lately – balmy Spring days until tonight’s rain came from out of nowhere – but it’s no match for the Caribbean sun and sea!

What are your Spring Break plans?! If you haven’t got any, where do you wish you were going?

Note: The above photos are from nearly two whole weeks ago, when we lunched in North Beach on a pretty Sunday afternoon. Pizza calzone!

This was my St. Patrick’s Day outfit, and I haven’t got a lick of green on (or under, you filthy-minded beasts), but I reckon my background counts for something. Plus, I’m drinking Jameson out of a massive Guinness pint glass, hoh-hoh-hoh! I know that counts! M & I were up real early yesterday morning, and when I say morning I mean MORNING: by the time we watched the sun rise we’d been up so damn long we couldn’t be bothered to fuss over the blazing satsuma pink wave crawling over the dark, velvety eggplant of the South Bay hills. I was delirious pretty much all day long, but my hair looked damn good and my Merlot lips by Besame lasted for well over six hours without a single touch-up, so there is that.

However, by far the most relevant goings-on to report are as such:

My lips hate hate hate hate hate Chanel’s Coco Rouge lipstick. I mean, I’ll give it a another go this week (my shade was Cambon), but for a pretty pink pout that goes on smooth and leaves a nice, natural blush stain, I just might have to stick with Cargo’s Plant Love in Maria. (You’d never think shades that look so red in the tube come out so much lighter on me.) In happier news, my new love affair with Laura Mercier’s incredibly fucking magical powdered eyeliner is going to endure, I think, for all time. (Thanks for the tip, Bangs Are The New Black!) Good for sensitive, contact lens wearers like myself, just WOW. Last but not least, my No You Din’t nail polish by Jeffrey Campbell came today. It’s fantastic. A bold, no-nonsense red that just smirks my femme fatale is better than your femme fatale.

What? I can’t help it. Besides, I don’t want to.

Oh! I nearly forgot. I started a new job today! I’m moving into the world of travel as an editor and I’m thrilled to pieces! Who doesn’t love travel porn, and traveling!? It makes me all dizzy and giddy just thinking of it.

So, in the interests of celebration, let’s just go ahead and have a dance party RIGHT NOW with my girl Kylie Minogue: