More happy-crying in Paris

A wise woman once said; "Fuck it, let’s just go to Paris".

Okay maybe it wasn't so wise. And maybe that woman was me. But hey – it’s my life philosophy and I plan to dine out on that little nugget of wisdom for a very, very long time. Because Paris will be beautiful for as long as my passion for Justin Bieber remains lit (which, judging by the tears I cried this weekend at V Festival, is a worryingly long time).




In other news, I’m heading to SW4 this weekend and am looking forward to getting sufficiently trollied to the sort of music that makes my mum turn down the radio and mumble about ‘utter rubbish’ and ‘vacuous noise’ under her breath. And do you know what? I’m going to reeaaaally shitting enjoy it. (Pardon my French). 

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