Flying Solo: Girls Night.

So I'm totally embarrassed to be 'fessing up to this, but I spent my Saturday night in bed, catching up on some quality me-time. I know. How lame is that? As boring as it sounds to you, and as atypical it was of me, the evening was surprisingly refreshing. After my three-drink Thursday (for those of you who don't know me personally, know that three drinks is a Julie party-foul), it took an entire weekend to completely recoup. How did I spend my Saturday night instead? On my Blackberry, primarily, texting and tweeting up a storm. Apart from that, I caught When Harry Met Sally on E! and couldn't tear my eyes away from the sappy (but classic! hello!) film. I indulged in a bit of a cocktail (Pinnacle Whipped Cream Vodka + Cream Soda.. delicious) and regrettably snacked on a few Godiva's Sea-Salt Caramel Truffles. And would it be a Saturday night without a fresh manicure? Absolutely not. I dug OPI's jewel-toned designer-series Elegance out of the polish bucket, for a Barbie-cure.