Happy Sunday Friends! It’s been a tough Sunday… I’ve spent the day in bed going over the memories of last nights festivities, regretting every cocktail as being hungover has just not been my favourite time. But what was a favourite time, were my birthday celebrations yesterday in which we spent hours getting fat in Jamie’s Italian in Covent Garden and then getting merry in the evening.
I have had the best birthday weekend, seeing old faces and new ones, wandering the Christmassy streets of London, braving the crowds on the tube, eating so much good steak and drinking too much Prosecco. Of course, I couldn’t not share my day with you. So here goes, be nosy:
Now if you don’t mind, I need to clean my room from the leftover birthday cake, get washed and changed into my new cosy pyjamas, watch endless Netflix and prepare myself for the thought of Monday. Weekend’s are over far too quickly. BUT I am 23 and life is so good.