show us yer beads!

last night k&a hosted a charming mardi gras party at which i ate FAR TOO MUCH food. i'd just been to the gym and was starving. i think it would've been okay if one guest hadn't shown up with a giant mushroom pizza. it only got worse when someone else offered me a snickerdoodle. not to imply that these were the only things i ate, because i totally stuffed myself until i was actually in physical pain. sigh. what's a girl surrounded by great food to do?