It's been officially a week since I have been on a night out..
I can feel my brain cells reforming. It's a terrifying thought that I actually might be improving my IQ by merely not consuming spangled cocktails.
According to my bank balance, I have to take a hiatus from sociable events and pleasant days spent just shopping, in order to do the immensly annoying thing of giving. I won't mention the holidays name until its December 1st and I open the first window of my advent calender.
This Saturday, I find myself flicking through hair magazines, (a cut and blow dry and full head tint I count as essential, thus a expense I am allowing) drinking non alcoholic drinks and watching The Mighty Boosh, whilst all in my head I can think about, is putting on my Stomping Shoes, shaking my arse to some music that makes my heart flutter in some decadent club..somewhere.
In fact I need some new Stomping Shoes, I may suggest some for the holiday that cannot be named, though I highly doubt anyone would be willing to indulge my shoe fetish/habit. I may have a wee sneak at net-a-porter.com, put down my choices on my annual Christmas Wish List Email, I can only hope a dear friend takes pity on me.
S. xxx
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