today - another insane day in life.
first thing i did was head to Metrotown to meet up with ze girlies of The Broken Place (KokoPops + Sara-O-Bama) and Bella at noon to grab lunch and go Christmas shopping.
Weirdly enough, all my credit cards were rejected. I couldn't have maxed out early in the month already. bummer.
but window shopping was still so enjoyable! also, i went into the Forever 21 store here for the first time ever and oh my goodness their clothes were cheaper than most stores. i could not believe.
moving on, ze girlies were feeling a bit fanceyy having gone on a shopping frenzayy and so we had a romantic dinner at The Broken Place.
I was appointed the domestic housewife and we all went on a cooking frenzayy. Made ze girlies some PASTA while they made guacamole. And the best part of dinner was brie + Misson Hill's Pinot Grigio + apples. mmmyum... and on the side we got guacamole w/ tortilla chips, and sweet chili chips.
and the craziest bit of the night would be the hair colouring. no wait, the insanity started on from hair colouring the gals. again, i was appointed the hairstylist/salon lady so did Bella's + Sara-O-Bama's highlights. the result was what we called 'robby patch-insons'. umm, no explanation needed.
why they got robby patch-insons is because halfway thru i let them do each others' hairs because my back was starting to ache from shopping, cooking + being hyper for way to long, and also because i'm slowly transforming into a grandma (that's why no one can really tell how old i am). and so after the hair colouring, to add to the drama we started buffing + painting the nails - i got midnight blue on mine...
i feel so glam now.
so so so glamourous.
and after all the madness i realized it was too late to take the bus and the next bus was at 5.30AM. and so, another all-nighter sarah-o-bama and i pulled off.
into the early morn i went dancing by myself in The Broken Place's living room with only a strobe light (aka blinking christmas lights). i think the neighbours could see me from 2 sides of walls with huge windows. crazy little lady dancing.
and sara-o-bama rescued me! oh. clearly, i couldn't remember the whole extravagant day/night in chronological order, but it was amazingly r-r-rad!!!
If you haven't yet heard of him, Christian Marclay is my record man:
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