Black Raspberry Chocolate Chip ice cream..you are my savior.
Reason # 45867 1/2 why I abhor FIT with the passion of precisely 1,000 firing suns:
I almost did not graduate because of 1 gym credit.
Which I had to find out for myself.
Tonight.
I am now forced to take a Fitness Training class every Wednesday night from 6:20-8:10 with some woman named Anne-Michele Eisenstein who has a PhD in KICKING MY UN-FIT ASS.
This semester has actually been decent up until this point. Our critic for Current Scene is adorable (and the head designer for Chick by Nicky Hilton) and gave us an amazing theme. Basically, we get to choose a celebrity as our "muse" for the semester, and our final term garment will be made as if it were for her.
Some tart won SJP over me, so I chose Sienna Miller instead. With her Edie Sedgwick role in Factory Girl coming up, her style has evolved from boho chic to mod hip and I love it. More fun for me!
I've been trying to go to bed earlier because I have four 9 AM classes and waking up at 6:30 every morning to get there is kiiilliiing me.
I also need to take advantage of what is left of No Tax week in New Yawk. I went into Express tonight and they have these insanely amazing skinny jeans in their Editor wash and I wannnt.
Pardon my Fashion. I swear I have a brain somewhere.