Sore head!

So had friends round for dinner last night, it was so so nice too see my friend Colon who's been having a bit of a hard time recently, and of course my best friend Grace whom i love but just havent seen her for such a long time. We went out dancing at Leftbank a cute little bar round the corner from me, and we all, especially Colon got progressively drunk and then my babe came and met us a bit later on and joined the fun, it was my friend Ami's birthday (she was smashed!), there was live music. Me and Colon tried our hardest to blast out a bit of minimal but it didnt got down well. So me and babe came home and watched a disgusting programme about morbidly obese people and i went too bed feeling sick, not in a good way.

So i was rocking a bit of the french look last night, but with a bowler hat rather than a beret, im so so small i think i would suit being french, my name is quite french - Chloe, and im in love with the idea of being in love in Paris, with Paris, the whole shabang. Babe got me a film for christmas, Paris je'taime, its such a beautiful film about being in love with the city, in the city. Just beautiful.