Treat Yoself

After a good binge on Netflix all morning/afternoon reminiscing on old episodes of Private Practice (TAYE DIGGS YOU BABE), I pulled myself ~almost~ together.I was surprised at my ability to make it out of the house in one piece. I have noticed a slight decline in my presentability for the general public: Sweats x sweats x sweats.

(Note: Karl Lagerfeld believes that once one has reached this point in life, adorning sweats as a daily ritual, one has lost control of their life. With this philosophy, the man should really be in the ranks of Socrates and Plato.)

But I am alone in a big city waiting for a change in lifestyle. Feeling needy, I decided to take myself out.

I visited the DeYoung, a fave museum of mine, in Golden Gate Park.

They have had a long running exhibit dedicated to Bvlgari, the Italian jewelry powerhouse: La Dolce Vita and Beyond. The stones, the colors, the designs, the beauty. It was fvcking magical. People are amazing; creators are amazing. 

I continued my day at the Westfield Mall downtown, because really, who wouldn't. 

Classy museum visits paired with food courts and tourists. 

But I told myself I am classy and fabulous and I deserve it.

*celfie dans la dressing room de Victoria’s Secret*

Then the remainder of the night went down like this:

*Me stalling downtown waiting for a text, simultaneously craving a burger and fries.

*Growing more and more pathetic waiting and stalling, while various burger establishments close because San Francisco can’t stay up later than sunset.

*Jesus Christ get a hold on yourself. DO NOT give up on this hamburger.

*Gets on the next bus to get that damn burger that should have been eaten 2 damn hours ago.

*checks phone: 1) time is 945, burger place closes at 10. 2) Said Text message.

********Stupid asshole**********

And that’s when I decided the moral of this story:

A man will never take the place of good food.

And dating yourself is probably the best/most healthy thing that can ever happen to you.

Treat yoself to culture and class.

And trashy mall dates.

Because you are worth it.