Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

I heart Hen's.

This weekend I'm packing my bags and taking the long drive I love from Port Macquarie to the Gold Coast for a friends Hen's. The sheer mention of the word Hen's should induce the usual pole dancing and pink hummer images. And rest assured they are both included in this very overdue girly weekend! Throw in a little wine tour to loosen the limbs and dancing late into the night to complete the deliciously cliched event. Oh how I love a good cliche - I CANNOT wait! 

Undoubtedly, pictures will ensue...no doubt reading like one of those picture flipper books where the stick figure ends up stacked in a crumpled mess on the last page! The question is will that be MOI?!! 

Of course, this would be the sensible option...for you can expect no penis straws or strippers at my Hen's. 

At least, that's what they all say!

Here's a peek at my new dancing dress from The Future of Frances Watson. Yummy!

ciao

SAM