Two gal pals travelled to London...what a wonderful time they had... they walked and talked and laughed and joked, they ate and ate and ate and ate...(well it was the weekend and the diet will definitely be starting on Monday)
My two day escapade started with stepping off the train, then the question was asked "where's my *******?". Rummaging around in the very expensive DKNY handbag, it was produced and the withdrawal symptoms accrued during the train ride were waved goodbye. The day continued with a trip to Harley Street ("where's my *******?") and a meal in a Lebanese Restaurant ("where's my *******?")followed by some mint tea, a strawberry flavoured Shisha ("where's my *******?") and stares from passers by. No care in the world and only the stretch of Edgeware road ahead of us, ("where's my *******?")
From a couple we turned into a trio and the company was a warm welcome. Baskin Robbin's (31) increased their sales with our double scoop visit and the walk back to Oxford Circus tube station ("where's my *******?") transformed three persons into Angelina Jolie, Kung fu Panda and the Incredible Hulk ( don't ask...)
The descent upon Leicester Square felt very rebellious.... surrounded by the moody lighting, the decor and the application of some quick lippy in the ladies.....(hmmmm lol .....felt like a nun on pleasure Island...)anyway the night eventually came to an end in a Holiday Inn double bed where two gal pals fought over the temperature... I think it may have reflected how we are in life.....basically I was constantly way too hot and she constantly too cold ; )
to be continued......................
My two day escapade started with stepping off the train, then the question was asked "where's my *******?". Rummaging around in the very expensive DKNY handbag, it was produced and the withdrawal symptoms accrued during the train ride were waved goodbye. The day continued with a trip to Harley Street ("where's my *******?") and a meal in a Lebanese Restaurant ("where's my *******?")followed by some mint tea, a strawberry flavoured Shisha ("where's my *******?") and stares from passers by. No care in the world and only the stretch of Edgeware road ahead of us, ("where's my *******?")
From a couple we turned into a trio and the company was a warm welcome. Baskin Robbin's (31) increased their sales with our double scoop visit and the walk back to Oxford Circus tube station ("where's my *******?") transformed three persons into Angelina Jolie, Kung fu Panda and the Incredible Hulk ( don't ask...)
The descent upon Leicester Square felt very rebellious.... surrounded by the moody lighting, the decor and the application of some quick lippy in the ladies.....(hmmmm lol .....felt like a nun on pleasure Island...)anyway the night eventually came to an end in a Holiday Inn double bed where two gal pals fought over the temperature... I think it may have reflected how we are in life.....basically I was constantly way too hot and she constantly too cold ; )
to be continued......................
1 comment:
awww... u havn completed this one... i liked it... the bit u mentioned :)
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