My weekend was sadly kicked off by one of those days that you may as well just write off!
My blackberry has wired out (shock) so couldn't use my alarm and asked French Boy to set his.I awake to the sound of the shower - and check the time - it's 10:29 and my train's at 10:47 - thanks a bunch French Boy.
I have a shower at the speed of light and leave the house without brushing my hair, giant sunglasses and make up bag in hand.
I somehow actually make work on time - make up expertly applied on tube - only to find that the little modelling job I had imagined - actually involves being a glorified waitress at London Bier fest !
We actually had to wear Bavarian outfits, have our hair braided and lug beer tankards the size of champagne buckets over to tables - in stilettos!
The guys started off being posh boy stockbrokers (question - why were they drinking beer at 1pm on Friday afternoon and not getting the country out of financial ruin?) and two hours and a couple of gallons of Okoberfest later, they were disgusting, groping, burping monsters!
I'm not sure I have ever left a job so quickly.
Fortunately Saturday was a whole different party thank goodness started off with a shoot being cancelled due to rain. I still get paid as less than 24 hours notice plus I get a lay in - result! So have a nice relaxing day then head down to Maya to run the door for it's second birthday party - all dolled up as my girls are taking a table there. By bight buzzes past and before I known it I'm downstairs, little glass of champagne in hand having a dance.
I end up arriving home at half past six - whoops - little sister in tow - French Boy will be pleased in the morning! It wasn't strictly my fault the clocks went back so we stayed open another hour and I didn't realise...that's my story and I'm sticking to it!
Celeb count for the week -
VV Brown and the New York Patriots at Maya Friday
Calum Best and a bunch of footballers Sat.
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