Party Party

Wow. What a brilliant night! I couldn't of asked for a better bash. Everyone we wanted to make it, made it, and then some, and it was so good for all my friends to finally meet (it's only taken 9 years). Having it at Tonic was perfect, everyone loved it, the intimate shabby space, the music, the good vibe and the crowd, ie no wankers. I love my friends! Everyone was in good spirits and looked beautiful. Speaking of which I wore my Lagerfeld for H&M dress, long black beaded necklace and sparkly Fendis; favourite comment was "I'm not a lesbian but I gotta say you look damn hot". The gift of drugs was much appreciated as D and I kicked on to Candy's around the corner. Actually, we didn't even dance, we sat and had a giggle and prolly picked up another stalker after enjoying the kisses of a Sicilian kid who looks like the lead singer of the Dandy Warhols.

I slept all of Sunday, apart from sauntering down to the video shop and Harry's for a hot dog, watched the beyond bad American Dreamz and slept some more. The end. I love birthdays!

Photos, taken on film, to come.