These are a few of my favourite things... Another installment!

This has been a truly indulgent weekend! I’ve been making the most of the bank holidays by being really lazy and so I figured I’d put together a list of the things I’m currently obsessing over. Okay, maybe obsessing is a tad too serious but you get the general idea…

1.) iMac – I’m an ‘Apple-head’. I’m pretty happy with my MacBook Pro but since using one of these at my friend’s the other day, I’ve been crazy about it! I’d have to get the largest one ever and rationalise this purchase by claiming that its both a computer (a powerful one at that) and a TV. See, I’m thinking ahead! Okay, that is some poor rationalisation but I think I deserve this. I now have to spend some time thinking of reasons why I deserve this... *scratches head*

2.) Hanging Chairs – I mean look at them! I could so see my bum permanently glued to them… Someone please buy me one! :-)

3.) Love tub – Discovered these at Waitrose recently. One word – AMAZING!

4.) Big Dorset Louboutins – like I was really gonna do a favourite things posts without shoes! lol! (Apologies, I’ve been going through a Louboutin phase for the last couple of months)

5.) Easy A – I love this movie. Emma Stone is amazingly funny in it! Just got the DVD and I’ve spent the best part of a week LOL-ing at it. *sings* “I’ve got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine…”

6.) Nerds – Just in case I never mentioned it before – I’ve got a major sweet tooth! And with the rainbow of colours…er… SOLD! This is how my love of colour manifests itself – not, in creative interior decoration or fashion (or something useful!), Oh no, just in my sweet tooth indulgence! *shakes head*

7.) Joe Manganiello a.k.a Alcide Herveaux from True Blood – D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S! Is Sookie blind or something?! LOL! Okay, the other two are great in their own way but Joe is my 100% beefcake! Yum!!!

8.) Denim short shorts – This is probably my way of refusing to acknowledge that summer will over soon. I don’t want it to end. *sobs* I’m never letting go! 

9.) Shunt – I’ve been obsessing about this because I miss it! When I used to go it was in this amazing hidden location smack in the centre of London – a dis-used underground station near London Bridge. They had everything there - airplane seats, a Wii room, art installation rooms, salsa room, empty rooms, light pianos, live bands. So many tiny little nooks and crannies everywhere. Such an arty and amazing night out. Loved it. BRING IT BACK! 

10.) Borough Market – You can get almost anything here. I love that about it. I love browsing at Borough market – most times because browsing usually ends up leading to unexpected purchases!

That’s it! I’ve got so much to tell you guys by the way, which I fully intend on doing very soon! So much has happened and I can’t wait to share it!!! Till next time...

My weekend in pictures

Another Monday... another week of work... Why do the weekends fly by so fast! Okay, I'm being kinda lazy here but instead of putting my weekend in words, my next few posts are gonna be in pictures...

So it looks like everyone's out tonight....

 Real teeth in the table at some club (I honestly can't remember the name of this place!)

 View from the club (in retrospect, this must have been a pretty central club/bar... Alcohol is bad for your memory)

Desserted random room upstairs I stumbled on by accident
And so on Saturday...

 Walked past St Paul's

 Stumbled across the invisible man...

 London bridge (looks iconic in the distance - accompanied with typical 'London' rain clouds)

 View of St Paul's from Millenium Bridge

And ended the afternoon with a yummy meal from Wasabi...(delish!)

So what did I get up to over the weekend?

I’ll let you see for yourself! It was so much fun and a fantastic coincidence as it turns out it was gay pride on Saturday so there was a massive street party in central London already and we arrived there just in time to join in! 

Start of the night!

Filthy street!!! The party's already underway...

We could barely move through the crowd

Mmmm... Saucy! Stepped in for a sneaky peek... (I was quite drunk by this point I might add.

A big fear of mine - broken iphone (okay, that's just the case but I imagine the phone can't look too good if the case's that broken)

Random reveller who absolutely loved the camera

Drunk. Fallen. Over.

At the club

On the way home in the morning... Half asleep at this point! (But with my McDonalds help me fight 'future hangover')

So on Sunday, I went to see Janet Jackson in concert! She was amazing!!!

The concert was in the Royal Albert Hall however there was an intermission half way through (what's that about?!?!)

Headed back home and saw a guy with the shortest short shorts!


And that's about it!!! Another weekend that left me aching (physically)... So, what did you guys get up to last weekend?

Ode to a crazy night

Just had a flashback to one of my first Saturday mornings in London with 4 hung-over friends. We’d been out the night before and had very little recollection of what had happened that night. I mean, I remember getting ready to meet two of our other friends in town, I remember making margaritas, not from scratch of course. From one of those “ready-mix-just-add-tequila” stuff. I also remember quickly running out of margaritas and switching to the whisky (yuck!), vodka (yay!) and gin. Needless to say, in less than an hour, we were already pretty giggly and by the time we’d met up with our friends in Shoreditch, we were absolutely shit-faced. From this point on every thing was a blur. Anyway, the next morning, each of us woke up with battle scars and our faces stretched so hard frm constantly laughing. I mean my breasts were so sore, Friend 1 had a very sore nose, Friend 2 has lost her bra, Friend 3 had a sore bum and back and Friend 5 had lost his phone (Oh the horror!). We soon put the pieces together -

- My sore breasts: turns out I had insisted on doing star-jumps throughout the night to show people how good I was at them (or something of the sort) and all the vigorous jumping without a sports bra has obviously led to my “battle scars”...

- Sore nose: this was the result of a very childish school prank (which always seem hilarious when you’re drunk regardless of how lame they actually are). In said game, you pretended to pick something from your friend’s pocket and show it to them, then when they’re not expecting it and still trying to look at what you’ve got in your hands, you smack them right in the face. (Hilarious for everyone but the person who gets smacked.)

- Lost bra: Easy! This was traded off for a hat.(Make whatever character assumption you will of my friend here but it was a very dapper hat! She reasoned she had lots of bras anyway but no dapper hats.

Sore bum and back: Well, that’s what you get for insisting of giving people piggyback rides and then tripping and falling over while carrying said person. Another hilarious moment for all but the people involved…. Actually, scratch that, photo evidence suggests this was a hilarious moment for all! Why do things seem so much funnier when you’re drunk?

Lost phone: No brainer really! That is if you’re not trying to think with a hangover. After phone calls to the club and the taxi company and general state of panic/worry/alert for just over an hour, Friend 2 had the brilliant idea of trying to call the phone and turns out, it was just wedged in the sofa. *I hang my head in shame*

And then, we called the other two friends (hoping to hear they sounded as bad as we did, and to our delight, they did!) In retrospect, I probably shouldn’t have made that call because a torrent of painful and embarrassing flashback came flooding right back! Namely;

- Me attempting to pole dance on a lamppost

- Me pinching random guy’s and girl’s bum while waiting to get served at the bar and then throwing dirty looks at some strangers (or at my friends) and pretending they did it. I could have gotten in so much trouble for this but it was sooooooo worth it!

- Me asking people to grope my breasts and feel how pert they were (holy goodness, why?!!! And why did no one stop me?!!!) Actually, this might explain the sore breasts…

- Friend 2 trying to “surf the crowd” and landing flat on her ass (which might also explain the sore nose)…

- Several mock sexual positions while on the toilet queue (No judgement here people… I’m sure I’ve seen worse from people on the dance floor.)

- A certain friend walking right into a glass door – Priceless!!!

I’d list more but I’ve just very suddenly had to step away from my laptop. A distraction in the form of JLS has just appeared on my TV and I’m afraid I can no longer continue… Mmmm.... *licks lips* Is it wrong to watch a boy-band just because they’re cute? I can’t even hear what they’re singing about (love, cars, girls or cheese for all I care). I’m distracted by them and I’m just going to surrender myself to the hotness… Catch you later