I met THE most fantastic men last night! Absolutely fuckingly brilliant men… Naturally, as is the story of my life, they’re gay which in a way makes them even more gorgeous…
Crombie and I had the pleasure of high tailing it to The Peech Hotel in Melrose last night to get very fucking happy on very smooth and relatively expensive champers! Yay for us! Yip, we got were officially the first tarts to drink bubbly outta beer glasses (watch this space as I am telling you babes it is the way of the future – bigger glass filled with bubbly = more time drinking = less time waiting at the queue at the bloody bar = happy Clicquot day for everyone!).
Sitting with the two boys and the Crombster I realised that we were indeed the most fantastic people at this Veuve do – what an utterly um fantastic thing. Finally people as fabulous as the chicken and I – who knew?! Joy to the world…
So besides getting absolutely shitfaced on champers and then driving up and down fucking 16th Ave in Houghton looking for no. 7 (do people NOT believe in numbering their god damn houses anymore – Jee-sus!) a brilliant Champagne Thursday was had by all – The Engen even got a visit from Crombie and my twins: Drunk Us! Now there are some tarts that any man would give up his unborn children for *wicked grin*
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...and SUCH fun was had by all! extremely late for work today - CANNOT believe you made it to gym, deserve a fucking medal.
Feeling very sorry for myself, so am rushing off home to get an icy beer!
PS. House is numbered, you were just too pissed to see it hidden behind the tree in the dark! Kisses xxx
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