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lprovenI seem to have two German rock chicks playing dress-up in my house. They're trying on every outfit they can assemble, loads of makeup, sunglasses, etc. etc., posing on the stairs and taking hundreds of photos of one another.
They've gone through more combinations in an evening than I do in a month. Or an entire season, come to that. Not that I have ever committed those jeans with all the cutouts down the sides of the legs, for example. I don't think I've ever had the legs for those.
Apparently they did this all Saturday night as well, until going out at 1.30am. Just time for one drink in the Crobar before it was shut. Goooood. When she arrived back at 5-umpty a.m., Bianca (oops) couldn't open the door and phoned me and rang the doorbell and shouted up at my window until I let her in.
Tonight, I asked "why didn't you go to Decadence and Disorder?" (I went there for the opening night - it was rather fun.)
"I don't know where the new location is," protested Bianca.
"Well, you could have put it into Google..."
"Oh. Yeah. That would have been an idea."
They've gone through more combinations in an evening than I do in a month. Or an entire season, come to that. Not that I have ever committed those jeans with all the cutouts down the sides of the legs, for example. I don't think I've ever had the legs for those.
Apparently they did this all Saturday night as well, until going out at 1.30am. Just time for one drink in the Crobar before it was shut. Goooood. When she arrived back at 5-umpty a.m., Bianca (oops) couldn't open the door and phoned me and rang the doorbell and shouted up at my window until I let her in.
Tonight, I asked "why didn't you go to Decadence and Disorder?" (I went there for the opening night - it was rather fun.)
"I don't know where the new location is," protested Bianca.
"Well, you could have put it into Google..."
"Oh. Yeah. That would have been an idea."
