I've turned into a sucker for shop at home parties. I used to hate attending Mary Kay (no! I DON'T want to be a Mary Kay lady), Pampered Chef (loved the food, but it was way too expensive for my broke ass), or any of the other shows that I was invited to attend. I would politely decline unless backed into a corner.
Sometime in the past year, I relented, and now I am a shop-at-home-party slut. Bags? Sure, I'm there! Jewelry? Yes, I'd love to host a party! I have a problem. I must stop.
This weekend, I co-hosted a lia sophia jewelry party with a friend (at her house, because the Batcave is a pit of dispair). After hours of playing with sparkly things, two glasses of sangria, and a glass of champagne, I ordered way too much stuff, but got it for a STEAL as the hostess. Shut your traps, haters! When my order arrives, I'll post a photo.