It started out like any other day. Only I woke up late, didn't shower, and was then ambushed by the parazzi [read: local news] where I blathered about Pinterest, how I'm not a crafter, and got very specific about the perks of my credit card.
Since it aired, my dad called to ask me if any modeling agencies got in touch after seeing my segment. Not cool, Dad. Not. Cool. My husband has found himself the brunt of many a your-wife-shops-so-much-they-are-interviewing-her-at-the-mall jokes. And my friends (if you can call them that) have been sending me texts like this:
So now, for your viewing pleasure, WHEC Rochester catches up with The Flower City Fashionista at Eastview Mall:
The moral of the story: never leave the house without washing your hair and never lose the ability to laugh at yourself.
Happy Friday kiddos!