Lets Dance

I know exactly what I'm doing tonight and it involves Pinot Noir, great friends and rad music. The best nights are often the low key ones spent at home, getting ludicrously tipsy with your girlfriends until the Dirty Dancing soundtrack comes out. You know it's been a goodie when you wake up to find your entire CD collection (the good, the bad and the ugly) scattered over the floor, ciggarette butts in teacups, lipstick marks around wine glasses and the usual drunken debris.
The older you get, the busier everyone becomes and it seems very difficult to get your closest friends together for a jolly good catch up. The wait, however, is entirely worth it when you find yourself trapsing down memory lane by way of Dr Dre and stories of epic parties in fourth form.
Friends are awesome. x