After just over a year together, Sam and I have split up and I've kicked him out of the flat. So what does a girl do in this situation? She goes away with her favourite girlie.
Last week we packed a bag and headed off to Birmingham to see the Clothes Show Live and shop our hearts out. And that we did. After a Megabus up in the morning, we arrived in Brum just as the shops were setting up so we went for a cheeky breakfast at Cafe Rouge. (I say breakfast, but the price we paid I'm pretty sure we have shares in the company now).
After that we attacked the Bullring. For those of you that don't know, the Bullring is an awesome shopping centre in Birmingham. We attacked the basics; Forever 21, New Look etc. Before moving on to lingerie; La Senza and Boux Avenue didn't know what hit them. We must've spent about £200 each over the course of the day.
That night, we threw on our new clothes and went clubbing; Brummie style! The picture above is us just before we headed through the door. We summoned a cab and told him to take us to "where there will be people". So we headed to Spoons.
In spoons a couple of guys took a shine to us and decided that we would make a foursome. We weren't happy about this but tottered up the road to the next club which was really busy and had some good drink offers on. I have no idea what it was called but the music was good and our newly adopted 'friends' bought us drinks which saved waiting at the bar.
After a couple in there and a trip downstairs to the questionable toilets, we decided to head on. The next club was desperate to get people inside so I bantered with the promo guy until he offered me a bottle of "champagne" for going in. (By champagne read: Chateux Shit...)
There weren't many people in there but the music was awesome (Fresh Prince of Bel Air, anyone?) It was really good just to have a night to ourselves where we could do whatever we wanted. A cheeky drink and good slutdrop to Jason Derulo can make everyone feel fantastic.
Somewhere around the 4am mark our feet were killing so we tottered into a taxi and back to the hotel where we had a footbath before heading to bed.
The next morning we got ready and headed for some lunch before going to the Clothes Show Live. I've loved the Clothes Show ever since I went on a school trip when I was about 15. This time however, I'd bought presale tickets so we were front row!
And by front row, I mean FRONT ROW!
It was amazing! And definitely helped take my mind of things. I mean, look at all of those topless men! I can't wait until next year.
After we'd had our fill of the sassy men, we headed back to reality and got a ride home. I had such an amazing time that I've decided that I belong on the front row now. Maybe I can convince the Clothes Show to run every month in future...
