I like a glass of wine as much as the next girl, but I have "accidentally" been hungover twice this week and its only Wednesday.
After back-to-back girl meetings in the city followed by wonderful dinners and ENDLESS rosé (including last night @lamar), the mornings after have been less than glamorous.
As I find myself meandering through Sonoma County for my next meeting, I am reminded I need to practice what I preach and replace my rosé with cannabis as often as possible.
Have you swapped out rosé for cannabis?
