On His Toes

And so the barman forces his way back onto my radar, whether I like it or not (except I do like it). He will be here tomorrow, switching on the charm that breaks through all my barriers. I hope he's not expecting to get lucky because it's my week off. No rude stuff from me! He may take my physical coolness as playing hard to get, perhaps it will keep him on his toes.

Really looking forward to the weekend actually - a new club night opening on Friday, Fireworks in the park on Saturday. I have a spangly new dress of course, and have finally succumbed to the most unladylike boots in the world: the dreaded Uggs. They're so ugly but so warm!

Have a delicious Thursday,

Brooke x