Crazy, Classy Love.

18Jul10

Our Summer Ball was actually immense.

It was held at a stunning five star hotel in Cardiff Bay which jutted out into the harbour (see piccie at the end); we arrived in a convoy of gorgeously mad classic cars! At the front was a police Morris Minor (complete with siren), followed by Chelsea’s white Morris Minor – and behind them were me & Jack in a stunning black 1983 Porsche 911!

The weather on arrival was lovely and sunny (although it tipped down later in the evening); after checking into our gorgeously plush hotel room (complete with a king-size bed, balcony overlooking the harbour, flatscreen TV, iPod dock and a bidet – rofl) which cost us £130 for the night, we were greeted with glasses of bucks fizz and got an hour of drinking in before the meal! The bar was ridiculously expensive (over £6 for a half-glass of Jack Daniels and Coke!) – but it doesn’t take me much to get very silly, so I didn’t spend an awful lot. ;D
The meal was actually really tasty: for starter, we had pea & broadbean soup; the main was roast beef with Yorkshire pud, spuds & veggies; and the dessert was apple crumble with ice cream (although it was full of raisins, which I had to spend ages picking out.. ugh). I had a couple of pints of cider with my meal – much cheaper than the overpriced spirits! I really do love being eighteen, haha.
Following the meal, the lights went down and the music was turned up – but no one got up on the dancefloor! Jack & our friend Josh kick-started it all, getting up there and doing craazy dancing – before long, our whole table joined them! For most of the night, it was mainly our group of friends & a few others dominating the dancefloor – all the others were being such spoilsports. :’D At one point, one of the waiting staff – a posh-looking guy probably in his late fifties – got up and performed an epic routine to a Michael Jackson song, with everyone cheering him on; Jack also did the most awesome moonwalk across the floor, with much crotch-grabbing (his own, of course). There were so many hilarious ”dance-offs” between Jack & Josh, and we all went totally wild when Rick Astley’s Never Gonna Give You Up came on. ;D We know THE GAME and we’re gonna play it! ♫♪ There was also the absolutely classic Time Warp, and watching the guys perform the YMCA at the end was hilarious. :’D I honestly can’t believe that our tickets to the ball were only £5. Crazy stuff.

When the ball was over, Jack & I retired to our gorgeous room.. I can’t go into too much detail here, I’m afraid (we had a good ole’ jump on the bed first, though)! But after, um, everything, we ended up standing on our balcony, looking out over the gorgeous night-lit harbour wearing nothing but the fur throw from the bed. Classy. ;D
I managed to get a brilliant night’s sleep (the bed was sumptuously comfy) before waking up at half eight; Jack & I had “breakfast in bed” (haha) before I made us nice mugs of tea & got ready to leave. I snapped some very cute pictures of Jack sleeping, which I don’t think he knows about yet. Shh.
We got a taxi to the centre of Cardiff (after stuffing the complimentary teas, biscuits, posh bottles of water and toiletries into our bags) and headed straight to Blue Banana (a store very similar to Hot Topic, but better) – I got that adorable yellow “Spooning leads to forking” tee, plus a pink ice-cream necklace and Jack Skellington braces; Jack got purple skinnies, a tee, the same braces, a belt and a buckle.. he ended up spending over £70! Luckily, he won £150 on a scratchcard last week, so he could afford to. c: Lucky thing!
The assisstant absolutely loved us, and gave us two free wristbands to get into a Funeral for a Friend signing they’re having there next week. Fabberoonies! I NEED to get more money before then, because I want those damn purple skinnies for myself. ;D

That’s all for now, my pretties! I hope your weekends have been fantastic so far, too. c: Enjoy the piccies – there aren’t very many, and I don’t look my best, but who cares!