I’m experimenting with Instaphoto. Yes, Instaphoto – Instagram’s shoddier cousin for Blackberry users.
Anyway, it’s been a busy one. I went home to Bristol for a very stereotypical hen do, complete with pink iridescent cowboy hats and such; realised my friend Tanya is about to hit the big time when Grazia named her ‘the new Emeli Sande’; went raving on Clapham Common at SW4 (and got photobombed by some chump with a distinctly egg-shaped head); got very drunk on umpteen bottles of fizz at my friend Phoebe’s 25th birthday; and ate the most delicious brunch I think I’ve ever had at Counter Cafe, overlooking the Olympic Park. Ok, so this is really more like a week and a half’s worth of photos…
Now, off to Notting Hill Carnival. Dude, my liver hurts.
