Basically strangers.

I am sorry. I have fully been shit this past month when it comes to blogging. I have been one of the busiest bees if i am honest. So much has been going down chums.

Do you want a quick lowdown? Okay then. Although i am pretty sure it wont be that quick.

Well the last weekend in November brought 'The Big Reunion' This is an indoor festival held in Skegness Butlins organised by 18-30s. Yesss i know what your thinking. Geez 18-30s? and yes i did this year go on an 18-30s holiday and boy did i learn a thing or too but thats another story. Anyway still drunk on holiday me and Larry decided to pay through the nose for tickets to this event.

The weekend started with me decided it would be the best idea in the world to have 'Lazza' temporarily tattooed on my leg and ended in me partying with the rich and famous, Demanding bottles of champagne, patting Tinie Tempah on the back, telling fibs to 'The Holloways', nuzzling into Pritchard of Dirty Sanchezs' coat and smooching with a band member.... or two.

Standard.

The next weekend was my birthday and with it came a party i wont be forgetting in a hurry. I turned 22 and as my Nancy could tell i was feeling sad about this, decided to throw a house party for me. It was held at my house, in Pilling so there for was fucking weird.

I should explain that Pilling is a very exclusive village and very hard to fit in, as my family moved there from Lancaster about 8 years agowe still arent classed as part of the village. Which by the way is FULL of inbread mother fuckers and local gossips. As we arent really 'part' of the village yet we seem to socialise with all the waif and strays, thus making my party something ridiculously out of the ordinary.

Alot of karaoke, alcohol and general ridiculous behaviour resulted in 3 people coming out of the closet, a friend advising people in failing relationships to 'just buy a strap on' and me staying in my birthday outfit for 48 hours. Niiice.

This weekend was meant to be a quiet one but my lovely mummy gave me one of my christmas present early and so i had to go out to show my new 70s jumpsuit from toppy. I would recommend one to anyone, my stumps looked asthough there had been an extra metre added onto them. (Thanks Nancy)

It worked anyway.

Think i am in love. So that it a quick de-briefing of my month. I have loads i need to post, things that have real importance and i am happy to say my fashion show garment is well on its way, i am currently at college whilst i type this so i will take a few snaps of it and get them uploaded.

Crash. Bang. Whallop. Whata Picture. Whata picture whata photograph.