anyway last night my friend holly and i hit the town, so to speak. we did our usual routine of leaving it until the very last minute to decide to go out, bbm'ing each other progress of how far ready we were and drinking as fast as possible to make up for lost time. i think the highlight of my night, or maybe the low point in retrospect was overhearing some teenage girls saying they were going to buy skittles, followed by "..what is skittles?" - that makes me feel so old! how can they not know what this abnormally green cocktail is?! even at sixteen i was MORE than aware of what it was!
after the obligatory fight at the end of the night (apparently some boy with a massive ponytail slapped a girl?) we called it a night and headed home. as i was walking up my street i saw the STRANGEST/SCARIEST THING. a... MASSIVE FOX. just strolling down my street, jesus christ. (for the record i live in the city!) i froze with fear for a second then legged it into my house, woke my dad up to tell him - can't say he was very impressed, it was 3am after all. after my initial shock i passed out without taking my makeup off. awoke this morning with a banging headache and an eyelash stuck to my cheek. standard.
anyway, last night. i'm on the left in all of these (side fringe and leopard print!)
and to end this post, my naughty pug hiding upstairs, where he's definitely not allowed to be.. oops!