Crazy Life

Well, here we are, a new week. Tuesday and I'm tired already. But sometimes tired is good.

Today I finally went to a couple of hotels on 57th Street and spoke to the concierges and told them I was a makeup artist. Everyone was very open to my offer of my makeup artist services...so fingers crossed.

Now, you will laugh...I'm at The Four Seasons, and some old man decides to follow me out of the hotel and asking me where I was going. Honestly...do I look like a hooker man. I think not.

The rest of the day was crazy, but glad it's over. Now I can just sit relax and get some sleep. But first I have some tv to catch up on. Oh what was life without a DVR. I don't even know anymore.