Went to see the boys in J.W Paris play last night. Because they are headbangingly awesome. And leatherclad sweethearts. We love that.
The place we were at had 3 for 10 jägerbombs. So I made Natalia and Henry in my team to have some. Yes, I am a banging boss.
Then we raved to the band.
After the gig we went to a members club in Dalston called Kings Head. Weird place that. Loads of stuffed animals and gorgeous drinks.
Hello mega giraffe head
And who doesn’t want to bathe in a peacock, tiger bath?
Me and Natalia were given band t-shirts and became proper fan girls. Plus, Berlin could so be my chosen place.
Natalia got a friend
And I toiled posed. As you should when I silver trousers and fangirl band t-shirt.
Too bad when your boss make you stay out to 4 in the morning. Work just never stops.
Sent them home and then went to pick up George at Found.
To come home to my fabulous toothpaste. Saw this on a blog and went YES, need party toothpaste in my life. Now.
There is always reason for a little disco when brushing your teeth.
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