Oh Charmers. Mama is so v. tired. The amount of comp time I’ve earned in such a short time is sort of terrifying. Basically, I go to work, I eat something food shaped and I come home and collapse. This will end come April 15th, but until then . . . It’s a very long road.
So of course, what will I do with my only day off on March 29th? Work. Well. My 2016 trip to London to harass Gordon isn’t going to pay for itself, right?
I will be at The Trenton Punk Rock Flea Market on Sunday, March 29th. I will have some bottles of Love is a Stranger because the punk girls sure love ritual oils. I will have vigil candles to goddesses. Yarn. Tiny goddesses. A new product line I will be launching there. Jow. Beautiful Bridgette and her adorbs hubs, James and their soaps.
This is one of my v. favorite shows. The crowd is amazing – youngs wearing next to nothing, middle aged couples pushing mohawked babies in carriages, older glam girls with their hair dyed in lovely violets. The food trucks are always awesome and I always wind up spending more money than I should.
If you have the means, I highly recommend it.
Come say hello! It would be so nice to see your gorgeous faces.