So, today - was an odd one...
Yeah I can stand being in the mix... I will prolly bore you death with this one.
I had my makeup professionally done by Selfridges in London, new nails and my hair done up (even if it is too short for my likings). Ah, got mixed, from the bottom: My brown/amber croc shoes (mens). Burgundy femme trousers, burgundy tights, black lace undies, cowboy type belt by Cavalli, new white cachmere top with buttons on the sholders, new pearl necklace matching my earrings, two white gold rings with diamonds. Professionally done black nails and professionally done makeup, still wearing my glasses as I had no time to pick up new lenses today. Also wearing my Versace fur coat that could pass. And a scarf in burgundy, to match the trousers, with some silver in it.
I rock up at a top-notch bar in London and with my luck the music playing was Lady Gaga's "I was born this way", all good, the music almost stopped as I walked in. This is a place where you rub shoulders with the financial elite, footballers and people from the music industry. I was, of course, drowning in Jean-Paul Gaultier's femme perfume. I loved it. It was great, I ordered a bottle of Bollinger, of course, no glass, and had a sip of it and left. (Later bar-hopping.)
All good in my books, but I am still soo depressed that I am not yet 100% female. I will post about this elsewhere - I am sick of it. I have a good life and I have not.
/Johanna - so freakin' depressed it is not funny