Headed to San Diego and I’ve never been so ready to get the hell out of Chicago. St. Valentine has a way of disguising himself as the “ghost of boyfriends past”. This means temptation overload to reach out to that certain someone that you never got over completely. Not this year though! In a few minutes I’ll be up in the air and on my way to sunny San Diego where I will spend the next few days getting little sleep, drinking too much, and thanking my lucky stars I’m not in Chicago freezing my ass off with the lonely hearts club.

Happy Valentines Day Belles! Hope yours is as fabulous as mine!