Sunday, 1 September 2013

My Perfect Saturday; Tasty Treats, One Direction & G-A-Y.

Yum Yum in my Tum

Saturday fun began when I met my friend Ferrari (Foo Foo) for some incredibly yummy food consisting of chicken, rice, crunchy veg and some sort of coconut milky goodness. If you're ever looking for an alternative, less pricey version of Wagamama's, Itsu Sushi is the one! Cheap as chips and tasty as tits. 

One Direction: This Is Us

My love for the beautiful boy band that is One Direction is not one to be underestimated. Nor am I ashamed to admit that I dream about Niall Horan as my boyfriend. Yes, I am a 12 year old girl trapped in a 22 year old woman's body.

So of course when their movie came out, I had to see it. £14.95 for a ticket...and worth every penny. 

The audience consisted of little girls, their parents, and Ferrari and I. Judging by the movie trailers which were shown, one example being for 'Turbo', a movie about a garden snail who dreams of being the greatest racer in the world (optimistic), it was clear we were a bit out of place. But hey, life goes on.

Being the classy gays that we are, we snuck in our own food and alcohol and spent the whole duration of the film singing along to every song, happy snapping, munching and thinking naughty thoughts about the perfect little creatures on the screen (and most probably annoying the hell out of our fellow 'Directioners'!)

Click Click Snap  

Favourite Parts of the Movie
  •  Niall's X Factor reaction to getting rejected as a solo artist and then being put into the band. It never gets old. He is so cute and vulnerable and I just want to hug him, hold him, squeeze him, please him. 
  • Zayn's phonecall to his mama after she sees the house he bought for her. I wanted to cry. 
  • The fact we weren't featured (they filmed their show on the night we went to see them, but our fanatic faces didn't pop up). 
If you don't love 1D, I guarentee you will hate the movie. It's really quite shit as far as movies go, and I only enjoyed it because I am genuinely sad and enjoy watching them sing, talk, interact, and look pretty

Anyways...a family pack of crispies each & 6 G&T's later and we were suitably pissed and ready to partaaaay in my favourite place of all time... 

G-A-Y Late!

For those of you who don't already know, I am basically a gay man. I love gay clubs and there was a time when a week wouldn't pass without at least one trip to G-A-Y. This probably explains my relationship status.

 I can't remember the last time I went to G-A-Y Late (my fav) before yesterday and I was defo having withdrawal symptoms!

We met up with our friend Adam (Dotty). Dotty and I wanted to go to G-A-Y Late but Ferrari wanted to go to another gay club. We learnt a few things last night; 

How to get a stubborn gay man to go to G-A-Y

1) Get him drunk
2) Offer to buy his drinks all night (safe Dotty) 

 The One Direction theme continued...

Me and my future hubby Niall Horan

Rocking sunglasses inside. And what?

Standard Selfie

Group Shot


To top it all off, me and Ferrari went for yet another tasty meal at Balans after made a nice change from the greasy kebab shop across the road and also meant avoiding the standard arguments where I accuse them of not giving me enough salad, sauce, chips, or all of the above.

I don't know what I ate, all I know is that it was frickin' delicious!

The only bad things I have to say about the night are...

 1) Ferrari made me leave at 2am when there was a good hour of boogie time left

2) This naughty man stole my favourite hat

RIP hat 

 Peace and love


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