30

This shall be my 30th birthday.
Okay, planned very far in advance, but hey, why not.

I think this would go down a treat.
Arm the place with vodka jelly and jesus me, the stuff that would happen.
Code words could be: chaos, mayhem, lolcats.

Birthdays.
M.

healing

So I found this photo, from like a few weeks back.
We had had a gig in a really really cold church, again, and I wasn't feeling good at all after it.
So, what helps for everything? A shot of vodka. Seriously. I don't even know why, but honestly it helps, to warm up. Properly warm up. Cause the feeling of damp cold in my bones is one which I don't like, at all. And also one which, the morning after, results in a full-blown cold. No thanks.
And since it was Christmas, which means mum gets some caviar, I decided to heal everything through the medium of vodka and caviar. And I papped it, because it was just so ridiculous. (That and my festively garish nails.)

The second one is my fresh baby-face today. I haven't posted a self-take from my bathroom in a while so I felt it was so fitting.

Hope you're all having a good day.
M.