Last Saturday marked the day I was struck with this freakish bout of bloatedness, and at approx. 10am I was not feeling up for any manner of socializing, or for that matter, donning somewhat decent apparel.
Alas, I’m an incurable foodie at heart and decided to head along to April’s Dublin Fashion Bloggers’ Brunch in Saba, a rather deliciously decorated Thai and Vietnamese restaurant on Dublin’s Clarendon St. Rather stupidly, I went along in a new and verging-on-metal-sturdy pair of Oxfords sans socks, which was – in hindsight – one of the most foolish ideas I’ve ever had.
However, much delightful chat with the rest of the troupe, an amble through town with Cat & Lil afterward, and a thoroughly refreshing (odd adjective I know, but honestly, this stuff was better than Sprite for zing) beef salad, it was all worth it. Not to mention Yes to Carrots beauty goodness (from which the sister benefited greatly…) and April’s The Gloss.
Now for another pack of plasters for my feet – shredded akin to said beef. Joy.
Oh! Do check the below out @ Circus (6-8pm) if you’re about town this evening – Aisling and Co. always do manage to pull off a top soirée.
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Great post.I like the last pic.;D Hope to see more from you.;Dhttp://www.soloden.com
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Your story reminds me of a time when I bartended in patent-leather winklepickers with cuban heels. As if anyone would see them. My dearest feet were murdered.