Today is going to be a relatively short post as I'm madly preparing to be whisked off for my hen party. I've packed enough for a 2 week break in the Seychelles not for the 2 night stay in Leeds! As a 40+ bride to be my greatest fear is this
and I'm slightly nervous at my friends obsession with Big Fat Gypsy wedding and god forbid I end up hitting the streets of Leeds dressed as a pineapple with a teak coloured face
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| Image Source: Kieran Clancy
I'm hoping, no praying, that my 'friends' (could be short lived after this weekend!) will see this as an opportunity to glam up and step out with the confidence that only the 40+ clack of women can command. I was tempted to send out an anonymous email about Martine McCutcheons' recent hen party in Paris recently where, plastic willies, sashes, veils and blow up grooms attached to the feet of a sloshed bride to be were replaced by killer heels and sexy suits
Image source: Hello magazine
On that very short note, I bid you a nervous farewell and if you don't hear from me again, chances are they've wrapped me up and put me on a tanker over to Gibraltar. Gulp!
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