A Little Bit Of Rock 'n' Roll

Sunday night was just a little wild. I went to my friend D's Mods and Rockers 18th bash (everyone looked amazing) at a club in Hackney called Barden's Boudoir, a small underground venue with a retro theme and cheap bar that led to the whole crowd being rather out of it. Sweets littered the entire room and a display of cute little cupcakes with pink frosting and star shaped sprinkles was next to the dancefloor, along with trays of watermelon soaked in vodka. There was a foam machine, MJ impersonator, and 3 or 4 DJ's throughout the night, playing indie, through to house, to dnb and dubstep in the early hours of the morn.

I went as a rocker, with heavily backcombed hair (oh, for my emo days when this was a regular part of my outfit), smoky eyes (courtesy of G), wearing ripped black tights, denim hotpants, white tank top, a bullet belt, vintage leather jacket (courtesy of C) and massive Topshop platforms from about 5 seasons ago.

Going with my mind set on partying I ended up absolutley wankered and danced (probably badly) until 2am before going home to Text Under The Influence and crash out fully clothed in my kitchen. It was a wicked night. :)

Today I decided to relieve the last dregs of my hangover and grottiness by going for a wander through my local forest. I like being alone sometimes, it's peaceful and I can think about anything or nothing at all. You can be so close to the city and yet feel as if you are the only one on earth. There is something about walking through the dying leaves and the holly, the bare trees and the cold and silence that makes me calm. I'm glad I live in England; no where else could be my home.

Of course, I overdressed for the occasion in warm (faux) fur and wintry clothes, which made me happy.

Music- Audioslave- Show Me How To Live

xxx