It seems as though, anymore, there is a national holiday for everything and anything. National Pizza Day (a celiac and lactose intolerant’s nightmare) was this past Thursday and when I tell you I spent 23/24 hours of the day scrolling through #NationalPizzaDay pics on Instagram, it’s no exaggeration.
In true spirit – and lack of self control – I caved and celebrated with one slice of pepperoni and one slice of white (topped with ricotta). Best, worst decision ever.
Rather than snapping street style photos and attending shows in NYC for fashion week, I spent my entire weekend violently ill, which is why my Instagram feed is lacking in fall/winter 2017 runway images.
Lesson learned.
