Life is tough. Get used to it.

Baires.

Lovely. BA. BsAs. Buenos. Baires. Buenos Aires. So many words of love.

Life here is easy.

Friday morning I had to get up quite early, since my masseuse got here at 9.30. Tough.

Then going to the hairdresser and get a haircut, an hour of intensive hairtreatment and a headmassage. Tough. Walking home in the sunshine, picking up empanada

s on the way and then take a nap in my sunbed. Tough. Picking out a dress for the night. Tough. Having dinner at Kansas with daiquiri nachos and ribs. Tough. Another two 

strawberry daq's at puerta uno. Tough. Having to sit at the table drinkin 

champagne in crobar's vip. Tougher. Sleeping til 3 on saturday. Tough. Waking up and order delivery breakfast while playing Mario Kart on Wii. Tough. Travelling in taxi everywhere, hurrying picking out a dress and make up in 15 min before going for dinner at the norwegians. Tough. Starbucks coffee before some free frozen Mojitos in Kandi bar. Tough. Getting those Vip passes for Southfest raving all nite with too much Chandon. Life IS tough.

Today we've been playing indianos paddling kayaks through the Argentine djungle. Paused on a beach to tan for a while before joddling home again. From now on please call me red sunset hawkeye.

Should prob go to sleep soon. Have a heavy day tomorrow with 

massage at 9.30. Before that I gotta go out and sleep in the sun a bit, need some tan. At 11 i have manicure and pedicure, then i have to go for sushi at my darling's, shopping in Palermo viejo with a well deserved traditional after-shopping frozen Mojito on the roof of Limbo. Life is tough.

Hope everything is great back in Europe. Heard the spring is sneeking back. :)

Don't feel sorry for me, I do survive here believe it or not ;) But it's tough....

Tough.