Got far too drunk too early last night. We were dancing in the lounge when - WHOOP - one of the dudes took his shirt off and - WHOOP - then the other one did, too. The Rolling Stones played on and boy of boy did we twist. Hats were stolen, shoes came off. Don't worry, us girls stayed fully clothed. Today I went round to that house to have a sun bathe and - WHOOP - someone had hung their camera from a light fixture and filmed the entire toplessshakeytwistydance party. It was twenty minutes long and didn't even capture the whole thing. I feel no remorse.