So before you forget that La Couturier is a fashion blog that just so happens to document sporadic updates on my oh-so-fabulous life happening maintenant and occasionally include pearls of wisdom/musings/advice from an eighteen year old girl, here I am! And mes chéries, I have not abandoned you; it would be quite rude of me to do so, non? The past few weeks have been hectic, and it’s slowed down just enough for me to re-organize and re-collect myself. Unfortunately this über-mini break is only temporary, ending with Memorial weekend. Do note, however, that I say hectic in the most positive way; I intentionally [over-]book my calendar because of my need to always be doing something. I’m quite restless—sitting at home with nothing to do is perhaps the worst punishment you could ever inflict upon me. If sleeping was not crucial in maintaining my sanity (and livelihood), I would have forsaken the act completely. Nearly half of our lives are spent snoring in rumpled sheets—half the day has gone to waste! So many things could be done during that time… But I digress. I’ve been on the go, jet-setting within a twenty-mile radius of my hometown for dance crew practices, a local dance…