We went out of Saturday night – really out, like as in we had a baby sitter and everything. Yay for us!
It was a friends 50th birthday party and the theme was Footballers and WAG’s. Pretty good theme I thought. The boys were all told to wear their football kit and considering it is normally impossible to get Mr OL to wear anything besides a football shirt he was happy to play “dress up” this time.
The invite said “high heels and bling essential, tattoos and fake tan optional”. I went and bought loads of fake bling (thank you Mr Price), wore my tightest jeans, my highest heels, white shirt buttoned quite low and a purple bra peeking out. Lots of make-up, straighten hair, big sunglasses and I was ready. I thought I looked very “footballer’s wife”, until I got to the party. The other bloody tarts had gone glam!
Deep sigh and grab a glass of punch…….