Last night saw the event that all my ladies have been waiting for!!! Anti-Cupid’s birthday (I call him this because he insists on hooking me up with whoever is single even if it’s the worst match ever). FYI Anti-Cupid, that single friend of yours that I was chatting to was a good potential but you made me drag everyone onto the dance floor and so ruined my opportunity!!!!! You’re sacked!!!
Anyway it was lush. I mean to the extreme. Not only did Anti-Cupid and his Misses manage to get an upgrade to the presidential suite at the Hilton, the buffet involved chicken curry, mini fish and chips and mini hamburgers. It was insane; we also didn’t pay for any drinks!!!! The absolute highlight was The Baby Giraffe’s and mine awesome singing and dancing to Mumford and Sons’ Little Lion Man.
My head is slightly suffering and my hair deffo is. Beehives are good on the night but the wildness I woke up with this morning was an actual nightmare.
I’m still sad about the late Lee McQueen. Kate Moss cried at LFW yesterday during the silence but I have to say I loved the hat she wore for Hasaan’s show. Westwood today!! Can’t wait to see what she does!!!
I’m going to pass out on the sofa now, maybe watch some more Wife Swap USA and stare at the absolute feast The Baby Giraffe has made herself!!
xoxo
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