Saturday, March 20, 2010
mr mariel's moustache
Lately I've felt very adult, very grown up and responsible. That's not to say that I'm good at being grown up, mind, but I feel that I've been forced to mature quite a bit over the past few months. However, last night Kaysi took me and the girls to a house party with people from lush, and I've never felt younger.
While it was nice to chit chat with people quite a bit older than me, I had to skip friendly drunk and hit enthusiastic-about-everything drunk to not feel like I was the victim of paedophilic grooming for half the night..
I'd love to say it was an amazing night but I'm not sure it was.
I woke up on my living room sofa with gold dots all over my face and my NYC toursit glasses still tangled in my fro. I have a missed call from someone I've saved as "Welsh Minger From House Party" and a series of texts to friends about how I had found a stick-on moustache on the floor.
Either way, the night ended well, me not getting with the "welsh minger from house party" despite his persistence, Kaishia back on good form drinking £3.33 wine and Kaysi getting her fix (to the delight of us ALL) at 4am.
xx
Labels: camera phone, london nights
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