Snapshot
I appear to have spent all my pocket money on booze and gigs already this month. But that's kind of OK, it's been fun.
My main spending was on vodka and rum, and yet somehow my fridge is now full of gin and fizzy stuff, and my wine rack is heaving with bottles of red wine. No idea how that happened, perhaps some kind of transformative voodoo magic which I should be grateful for.
Oh, and I did buy a dress....
Purty, huh? I'm esniping some jewellery to go with it, fingers crossed.
This weekend I'm off with Wifey to see Mogwai at a mini festival where, crucially, most of the bands are indoors and I get to stay in a hotel. There's a band on the bill called Fuck Buttons, so all's right with the world.
What more could a girl ask for?
Comments
I think it's a proper noun. What were Mr and Mrs Buttons thinking, eh?
That's the hypothetical sexy dress you told me to buy the other day, by the way. You were right.
The festival sounds very good too, I didn't realised they did such civil festivals!
Belle of the Bastille? Storming.
And the festy is so grate I'm hyperventilating already.
Urban festivals are the way forward. None of that outside rubbish.
But, no steam train though.......
That dress is perfect for Bastille Day. The bloody sticker things are a great touch!