Being the super cool party animal that I am, last night I decided to pull pretty much an all nighter. We smoked, we drank, we danced until the early hours, I survived an early shift at work on a mere 2 hours sleep.
I also decided to try out wearing false eyelashes. Yes really. Surprisingly didn’t look like a drag queen and even in my hammered state they stayed glued to my eyes instead of crawling further and further down my face to eventually end the night as a Mustachio. But HOW girls wear these things every day is beyond me. It felt like having someone else’s eyes on for the night.
Readers will also be pleased to know that I managed to waggle myself a date out of it as well. A bit of an experiment on my part however.
I find it difficult to get on with let alone go out with any Man under the age of 25. I most definitely prefer the more mature gentleman, and have a thing about middle-aged silver foxes (hence my unexplainable crush on my older, married boss… ahem.) although I can assure you I do have my limitations.
Dan is the same age as me at 22, which means this could go one of 2 ways… Horrible disaster resulting in probably comical blog OR [censored due to adult themes]
Watch this space!
Me x
