1st January 12
Last night I got dressed up, ate cream-filled cake and french silk pie with dear friends, did the countdown twice because there was confusion regarding what time it really was, got my beaded, fringed dress all sweaty from dancing to 90s hip hop, and staggered laughingly in high heels across the river in the freezing wind. We crashed at a friend’s house, but not before having sandwiches delivered. Best New Year’s Eve in a decade, at least.
