Remember me mentioning running out in the middle of the night with Diana to get snacks and loosing the photographic evidence of our adventure. Well, here's a little hint. Just add a blearier look and bigger bags under the eyes and ill fitting sweatpants with really horrible slip on shoes. All so Diana could have cheese curls and I could have a giant bowl of Reese's Puffs.
Yeah, it's like that.
Tres jolie, non?