Note to self: Next time you see a man walking down the street in a shiny gold costume and huge pocket watch around his neck, don’t talk to him. He is probably a nutter.
Wish I’d have had the common logic to think this on Saturday evening as I found myself fighting off a group of horny, creepy and very unappealing Stags. Lucky for me my heels were high and the razor tongue was ever present. Step aside boys!

Went into the City with the girls for lunch yesterday and ended up in Revolution of all places. Have to say, our bill was a little on the expensive side in regards to the service charge – mainly because there isn’t really much of a service – but the food was beautiful. Definitely great hangover food when teamed with two Starbucks Frappuccinos. Lush!

They say that whichever side of your face you have to the pillow most often tends to droop and wrinkle quicker than the other side. Random thought I know, but I’m slightly paranoid that my right eye is becoming increasingly wonky. Told my Dad today that my eye looks droopy and weird, his reply? “It’s coming out in sympathy for the rest of your body.” He’s dead funny isn’t he…yawn.