Tuesday, February 03, 2009

We've made it.

Despite my love of all things glossy and monthly (I did major in magazine journalism, after all) fashion magazines aren't often high on my list, with shopping magazines ranking even lower. But just this once, Glow Magazine did something very, very right:

It's Brie! Page 118. Hot!

On the downside, I think I have fleas. (Or hypochrondria. One of the above.) More specifically, I think my boyfriend's bed has fleas.

(And yet, I don't know what's more alarming about that statement--that I may have contracted fleas from my boyfriend's bed, or the fact that I'm using the phrase "boyfriend" in a very public capacity, when I never even say it to his face.)


  1. Anonymous9:09 PM

    that is so gross.

  2. Anonymous2:35 PM

    bedbugs maybe?

  3. Nope, not bedbugs. I work with staff who have travelled extensively overseas and seen their fair share of various parasites. Office consensus is that the bites definitely aren't bed bugs, and more closely resemble those of fleas.

  4. Boyfriend might be scarier. Fleas are gross. Went for beers with Jacob. You came up. He told me you were in Mexico. Hope you had/are having a good time.