Let’s start with a rundown of the damage, shall we?
-Black Ferragamo Kitten Heels (aka the most useful, practical shoes ever). Destroyed.
-Silver Leather Kate Spade clutch. Destroyed.
-Chanel Lip Gloss. Inhaled.
-Pile of poop in corner of room. Yep.
-Smiling puppy. Oh Yes.
So my first few minutes home last night were not exactly awesome.
Thank God I live next door to a Liquor Store.
A quick visit to pick up some wine and a return to a favorite recipe (along with some leftover roast chicken from the other night) and this chica was feeling better.
Valentino? One of his best nights ever. Go figure.
He’s such a dude.
P.S. If he’s going to chew something, why not my Old Navy flip flops? Ughhhhhhh.