Fools Reunited

I've just seen the picture from last night's party. It's official!
I'm not pregnant, I'm fat!

I was simply fooling myself.

I thought that I looked like this:

Instead I look like this:

WHERE IS THAT NUMBER FOR "WEIGHT WITCHES"?

And in front of my lovely blog friends old and new!

What can I say? I guess hanging my head in shame might be a good start

"What have I done? WHAT HAVE I DONE?" - you might well ask

Last night I went to La_spice Mansion "The Pink Palace" and yes I was "ill" in fact I was very "ill" all over her best shag pile! There I was chatting to my new friend Saffron_Rice (or did she say Sapphire_Night - so many doubled barrelled names around!)

Where was I? Oh yes, sipping this dainty pink cocktail called "Pink Paradise" when I suddenly felt "ill" next thing I knew I was "ill" on the beautiful cream carpet. If La-la was that clever she'd have had pink carpet then it wouldn't have mattered!

Anyway I said I was sorry and offered to clean up the mess - one of the "nice young dancers" offered to help. Well he was nice but neither "young" nor "a dancer" but he did smell of chip fat and I felt myself being "ill" again. This time that lovely Wuga (my bestest buddy) offered to share her sick-bag.

There were some lovely frocks last night - no-one said if they liked my outfit though and that girl from Switzerland got upset when I mentioned her pink leather hot pants

Aw well I better go and have a lie down in a dark room - where's that lovely photographer?

Anyway you'll be glad to know that I've learned my lesson the hard way!

I'M NEVER GOING TO TOUCH A DROP EVER AGAIN

THAT CHOCOLATE FOUNTAIN HAS GOT A LOT TO ANSWER FOR!