not sure how you're supposed to look cute on v-day
when it's february and you live in an alpine village.
fortunately my new stila long lasting red lipstick (the name of the shade is fiery)
very fittingly arrived in the mail in the morning.
so a red lip was the main attraction. it popped.
i almost killed myself on the ice wearing my black booties with the most slippery soles in the world, (ta rebecca minkoff, you city girl) but it sure was worth it
for a delicious meal of fois gras, duck and filet.
not to mention my new nightcap obsession: the kneecap.
the kneecap=half bourbon, half ruby port.