Matt and I went to a fantastic dinner party on Friday night. It was super fantastic even. A grpup of peeps from Twitter. How fabulous!
Mushroom soup. Veal. The Women's Weekly pool cake. Great wine. Great company.
And there may have been a solo dance to Ceelo Green.
On the other side of the dinner party, I may have been wielding an almight hangover. Ouch.
For some reason I felt compelled to take a self-portrait. Probably because Matt never takes photos of me. Accordingly, I never appear in our photo albums. Unless I take the photos.