Pink things are pretty. When I was little I cut all my hair off and went through a phase of wearing Exclusively pink and/or lacy things, to avoid being mistaken for a boy. A little while ago I was taken to a pretty rooftop bar called Madame Brussels, their walls are pale pink and the furniture is white wrought iron. Their menus are bound in candy colored faux reptile and contain such drinks as 'fancy gay rosé'. Bursting Capsules.
Rosé also tastes nice, particularly if you like red wine like me but it's a hot sunny afternoon...
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Wow. That's all I can say.
ReplyDeleteAnd maybe also that I am going to Madame Brussels for the first time on Sunday. I have had it planned in my diary for ages! Cannot wait!