I’m in a funk where I want to go dancing every night and drink gin and wear my hair in big curls. Unfortunately I am busy and so are all my favorite people and so the dancing and gin will have to wait.

In the mean time I have been learning how to get my hair in those big beautiful curls from the 1940’s, and with the gorgeous red lipstick Chris got me for Christmas I can at least pretend I’m always ready to go swing dancing (even though I can’t actually dance).