Saturdays carnival

Saturday saw me heading to the festival of sins after a VERY long lie in. It was nice to spend some time with Seany, we hadnt been out for a LONG LONG time, and really needed to let our hair down...admitadly this was more a getting the straighteners out than a true letting of the hair down, but it did the trick.

Getting there late, yet sweet talking our way in for cheaper was great. On the way in having seen seanys face as I was about to step out of the house ready for my night made me, for his sake say...ok I will see you there. The poor boy was worried about the comments I would get from England fans. Admitadly I had my hair in a side parting (its mauve btw) tight to my head, mascara and eye liner, tight green pvc tank top, mesh top over it with a leather wrist cuff and baggy clubbing trousers on with boots. I could see his point but, fuck it like I cared what people said. I charged off in the determined stride that I have when im wearing something slightly out there...or boots. While there were some looks, no one shouted...course I had Poisin blaring in my ears...how would I know if they did...and I know I looked good that night.

The nigth was fun, it included double pole dancing (great fun seeing the second girl slip accidentally...ok woulda been more fun if she slipped onto something but meh) a transvestite with a sparkly lobster on her haid and 5 bears singing "Mein Bear".

Dj Dave Disaster however was one of the joint stars of the show. Flitting between old classics, some R@B, Rock, Drum and base and just mad mad tunes like the weebles. NEVER have I danced to the weebles, and I LOVED EVERY FUCKING SECOND.

The other star was Veronica Valentine, a porceline beauty of a burlesque act akin to Dita in stye. Her gluttony act was fantastic. After only being exposed...and yes i think the word exposed is accurate..to burlesque in the "form" of Miss Pink and Fluffy it was a nice supprise to see an act performed in such a way so it wasnt slutty but still seductive. Even Seany was turned on

The night ended (after walking around for about half an hour looking for the right stop) with us waiting at the bus stop. We were accompanied by a man, who I wanted to punch so much complaining about the Niggers guarding the doors, stating in His day they used to be shot...

Must...not...punch...old...dude...