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Sunday, May 31, 2009

It's Chloe in a cocktail dress!

What not to wear.
You can tell she likes it by the way she's sticking out her tongue at the camera. And that vibrant red should make it a lot easier for Amelie to charge at her.

But anyhoo, the good news is that having spent twenty-four hours taking antihistamines and applying eye ointment, I now look less like the Elephant Man and more like Paddy Ashdown. By this afternoon I should be the spit of Stephen Fry, and when I walk into work tomorrow morning I'll be back to my old self and able to look diabetics in the eye without feeling like a hypocrite. Needless to say, that's the last time I borrow Amelie's sun cream.