I spent this afternoon on (a semi-successful) mission 'bridesmaid frock' with my two very obliging lady besties. Being immersed in the subjective Chapel Street fashion i.e. slutty/ill-fitting/inappropriate/nauseatingly coloured dresses, and being surrounded by way too many whorebag pedestrians wearing shorts so teeny that their flaps were either hanging out the bottom or practically embossed into the fabric, I decided tonight would be for chilling out. I whipped up some calamari tacos with chilli sauce for dinner (March 2011 Gourmet Traveller p.118). It was amazing! I am going to make such a good wifey.
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