I usually don’t get so excited about going out for a meal, but this is the first time I’ve had the opportunity to frock up in goodness knows how long. The guilt of leaving my thesis for a night is setting in right about now, as well as the work I have to do to catch up on the time I spent away.
So anyway, here was how the afternoon panned out…
Me, sans makeup, in my trusty knitted DVF dress. This thing is a dream to travel in:
Dresses and backup dresses:
The makeup battleground:
Putting the slap on:
At about 10.30pm, on my way to the bar, I walked passed James May. Possibly the greatest moment of my life.
So now it’s *definitely* back to the books time, but nice to have a night out