Sunday, 6 February 2011

Lesley, Tammy, Renee: please, no 'phone numbers

I want to share with you what we did last night but I am not entirely sure that the symbiosis of The Twinkie, The Yank and The Euro is entirely fit for public consumption. Needless to say at some point in the evening I was sitting nonchalantly sporting a pair of oranges in my bra that gave a very er 1950's curvature to my t-shirt. They were stolen from the fruit-bowl on the bar, which is, I suppose, a step up from a bowel of peanuts on the bar, which would, of course, have been a whole other look.

The photographic evidence will not be making it to a screen anywhere near you soon.

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