Live from our nation’s capital! This is what happens when your publicist gets you a gig demonstrating Easter activities on TV but you’ve had no sleep and just got off a plane and didn’t know anything about it, and now you’re in Target, and it’s after 8pm on the east coast and you’re rushing back to the hotel to melt Peeps (yeah, pink sugar marshmallow chickens!) with who knows what (a flat iron???) Stay tuned…!!
Oh, and Firefighters, please stand by!
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