So it’s 6pm here in London and about two hours ago I was invited to attend the oh-so-posh National Television Awards with the top editors! I knew I had an LBD to wear, but my nails were atrocious. I had successfully peeled off my gel, but they were now bare and long and gross. Then I remembered these sticky things I bought from the Post beauty sale before I left. When I went home to change (luckily right around the corner!) I grabbed my LBD, my leopard Michael Kors heels, a Nars red “lippy” as they call it here, and the press-ons. Ran back to the office and tried to stick ’em on:
Now I’m off to gawk at stars I’ve never heard of. Gosh I hope Mr. Bates is there!