happy friday! as i type this, i'm curled up in a blanket with the sore throat from hell. drew was really sick last weekend, and though i tried my best to avoid him (hard to do in a studio, by the way), i'm finally admitting to myself that i'm coming down with something.
i've been self-medicating with pho and ice cream. though my mom, who just had a similar ailment last weekend, offered up her famous method for curing everything: wine and potato chips. she swears by it. and mothers know best, right?