Last Friday could have been "Princess for a Day" or "Celebrity for a Day" ... or just plain and simple -- a fun (and funny) day!
I needed to go to Burbank for a project ... which required a little primping -- I needed to look my best. A group of my best gal pals pulled together, last minute, a great beauty team and by the time they were finished with me -- I looked and felt great!
On a day to day basis, I'm very SB casual ... loving jean and flip flops, but because of Shanna, Monica, Steph and Jamie -- I looked pretty darn cute!:) But ... there was drama the morning of. I woke up bright and early to pick up the Mercedes (yahoo!). It was so hot on Friday, that I couldn't imagine driving to LA in a Miata with no AC after I just spent all of this time getting dolled up, so Enterprise hooked me up again. That morning Jamie from
Michelle Wilder Boutique dropped off 6 outfits for me to choose from to wear! Who knew -- me in a dress?! And A few days prior
Steph hooked me up with a mini facial, eye brow tinting and waxing (at this point I can't believe how much effort goes into all of this!). I loved my eye brows! Friday morning, I was rushing out of the house to get to Saks to have my friend Monica do my make up ... and ... are you ready for this ... in a hurry, I run out the door, and ... SLAM! (that would be my finger in the door!) It took about 3 seconds for the pain to hit my brain. I was still in rush mode simply having a conversation with myself "I can't believe you just slammed your finger in the door." Then I noticed blood everywhere, I rush to the bathroom, soak my finger ... and ... wow...am I feeling faint? dizzy? I keep having this conversation with myself "No, you're fine...you're late...don't worry"...but I was not feeling well at all! In a matter of seconds in the bathroom, I realize I am NOT fine and I am dizzy, so I decide that I should lie down on the bathroom floor before I pass out ... and about half way down to the floor, well... that's all I remember. I passed out, maybe for just a minute and opened my eyes covered in sweat. Luckily I had wrapped a washcloth around my finger. Still with the final goal in my mind, I lay there for a few minutes trying to pull it together, then I get myself up and out of there (hoping I don't get any blood in the Mercedes!)I make it to Saks ... late ... explain to
Monica what happened. Despite my sweaty skin, she still manages to make me look great ... (she's awesome). The whole time I'm sitting in the make up chair, with this bloody wash cloth wrapped around my finger, thinking to myself "I can't believe I slammed my freakin' finger in the door." 20 minutes later, I run out of Saks, on my way to my friend
Shanna who would be doing my hair (thank God because I just wash and run usually.) I arrive late and explain my situation. She is, of course, calming, humorous and understanding. I was relaxed as she blow-dryed my hair and her white persian kitten Finnigan nibbled on my toe the whole time. It made my morning and made me forget about the throbbing in my finger ... (note: white fluffy kitty nibbling on my toe is good medicine for my throbbing finger.) Only 20 minutes later, my hair is fab. Can you believe I leave SB at noon ... my meeting in Burbank is at 1:00. All the way to LA, my finger is still bleeding. I arrive 38 minutes late, but it is no big deal. At one point, a photo was taken, the photographer said "smile" and then he stopped and said, "Does that light bother you? Is it too bright in here?" I just laughed and said, "No, the light is fine,...see, the thing is my eyes just naturally close when I smile; it's just the way it is -- the light doesn't bother me." and then I laughed and he laughed. I processed all of the events of the day as I was driving home. Really the only other thing I noticed was the sign off the highway in Summerland for "The Big Yellow House" that now reads "HE BIG YEL OW HUE". Anybody else notice that?
Thank you so much Jaime, Robyn and Atoya, Monica, Steph and Shanna for your support, humor and beautifying talent! You made my day!