So it all started at Swanky Sundays… theme = the future. Outfits = see below

Very messy night… I always find that with fancy dress parties… is it because you get so excited about dressing up that you get carried away and having one more than you usually would…???

Anyway, the madness continued into the week, with Crystal on Wednesday night followed by Cuckoo club on Thursday….

Chilled out on friday because I was gonna fucking die from tiredness!! I tell you what, it is bloody hard work…. getting ready, going out, being entertaining all night… you probably think I am acting ungrateful or spoiled, but honestly, you wanna give it a go…. plus I was working every day too…. whilst I’m thinking about it, I did this job… just a modeling one, dressing up as a police woman… a bit random, but wasn’t too bad… we all have to pay the rent after all… so anyway, I turned up with my friend Jacqui A (see picture above)… shortly afterwards we got sacked… I couldn’t believe it!! I’ve never been sacked from anything in my whole life… the woman who we were working for was basically completely mad… it was like she was from the planet Zog… anyway, apparently, me and Jacqui had been sleeping on a sofa instead of working, which by the way is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard, considering I hadn’t been near a bloody sofa all god damn day… and this was enough to get sacked… I partly blame Jac (sorry babe)… basically, she had been feeling rather ill, so dragged me off to get chips to make herself feel better… we got caught… then binned… never mind… as I said the lady we were working for was nuts anyway… it did anger me though… quite a lot… Now I’m not one for blowing my top, in fact I am probably the most laid back and placid person you’ll meet, but on this occasion, after being accused of something that I actually hadn’t done, I lost my rag at the crazy little woman… I felt bad afterwords about shouting at her, but she really pushed my buttons…

Anyway, after a well earned rest on Friday, it was time to hit the party seen again on Saturday… Now I have a very good friend who goes by the name of Dax…. Now Dax is a lovely guy and we always like to help a brother out, he is a club promoter and we tend to swan on down to quite a few of his nights. On Saturday he decided that it was gonna be yet another theme night… now, I love dressing up as do the rest of the ponies, so the prospect of a theme night is always exciting and a chance to go all out… The thing was, the theme was Trailer Trash Girls and Country Bumpkin Boys…. Now considering most of the ponies are from the suburbs of London, we are quite accustomed to Chavs and their dress code… so not wanting to disappoint, we went all out….

The only trouble is… we were the only ones who did…that’s right… we turned up at a night club on the busiest night of the week… dressed as trailer trash… and we were the only ones… In fact I’m not even convinced yet that it wasn’t a wind up… the looks we got were needless to say, priceless… In fact at one point 2 of the ponies popped outside for a cig, and as they were trying to get back into the club too nasty girls actually said “seriously, you’re not going to let them into the club dressed like that and not us?” can you believe that!!

Regardless, it’s been a fab, but knackering 7 days… I need too sleep it off now…. x