Not once during the entire frantic month of September when I didn’t have a second to myself, did I have the chance to take care of my hands.

Not once during the frantic month of September when I didn’t have a second to myself, did I have the chance to call my friends.

Yesterday, I went to go get a new phone. I got one with a speaker-phone. And now, I can call all my friends. And while we’re talking about our lives, gossiping, railing against our men, experiencing ecstasy over Givenchy, while we cry and while we laugh, I can take care of all ten fingers and paint my nails red.

To take care of your friends… is to take care of yourself!

Big hugs les amis, bonne journée!

Translation : Tim Sullivan