Tuesday 9 March 2010

pop it like it's hot

i've just got back from a blinding weekend in the haven that is centre parcs with my uni gals and currently sporting a shitty toni and guy esque lopsided fringe, as my booze induced double vision on saturday night advised me it would be ok to give it a little trim with the kitchen scissors. oh dear. you know the ones where you see 55 year old women bussin a diagonal fringe starting at the left temple, cascading down to the right cheek bone, gourdy blocks of peroxide blonde highlights, a mullet at the back and heart shaped tramlines shaved in on one side having been told they look a spit of rihanna.

when in fact they look like shirley from easties.


i'm also croaking from copious amounts of bitching, non stop gossiping from friday night through to monday afternoon, have trapped wind from not wanting to add to the contamination already built up in the lodge from boozy poos, farts and burps due to the hench amount of food and vino we demolished and now back at work. hurrah.

but. i was greeted with some gourmet popcorn corns and a smooch from my luverly boyfriend as welcome home presents. i'd like to say i should go away more often but it turns out he spent most of the weekend in either a grimy drunken haze or was just straight hungover, has somehow bruised his spine and is currently walking around like the hunchback of notre dame. so then again, maybe not.

anyhoo, as i'm enjoying a well earned bear hug with him, catching up, well, me relaying jokes and tales from the weekend which he politely laughs at even though i know he's thinking "i guess i had to be there", bless, bombarding him with my pics i've already uploaded to facey after being home for only 30 seconds, we get sidetracked and our attentions turned to mr williams. mr pharrell williams. his vid pops up on youtube...and i'm mesmerised. in fact i think i repeated the words the boy says whenEVER he sees megan fox.

"words just can't describe".

so simply because he is a beaut and has swagger for DAYS, here he is in all his "i love myself, but hey, i am pharrell. so i can" glory.

enjoy.



ahhhh.
i am GOOD.
great actually.

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