Saturday, November 29

Elegantly Wasted

 
 
So Wong Kar Wai. So mood. So far removed from reality.

Alcoholics Not So Anonymous


The truth about Friday night. We were smashed and we were shrill. We broke a champagne flute and we took pictures of it. We also sent an SMS to someone named Spike after 3 am and inquired after the health of a bartender named Wong Lang Fong.

But it was still the bestest girl's night out in a long time. Men come and go, but girl friends are forever.

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