in honor of it starting to get as cold as reindeer balls around here, here's me sunburn and drunk in turks & caicos in 2012. favorite. place. ever. totally guilty of quality vs. quantity when it comes to travel. i know that i should want to visit other islands but it's just so flipping perfect there. sigh. i somehow got roped into driving 45 minutes to bring vintage clothes to an acquaintance doing a photo project tonight. i need a @#$%! breathalyzer for my laptop. drunk fb chat? DISABLE. i was waiting for the wall street journal reporter to call me and one glass of wine shit snowballed into a minor bender. she never rang. i'm blaming the press for my feeling less than stellar.