Right wedding month has officially kicked off and after all the planning and stress and fights finally something fun is happening.
My brilliant girlfriends in London have organised an unforgettable hen night.
Actually I have no idea what is going on but last night there was a knock on my door so I went down the stairs in my high heels (I am wearing them in for the wedding, I don't usually wear high heels in the house or ever for that matter) and there was a golden box with a letter on top. Addressed to Andrea- The Bride (that’s me!) My first thought was that Jamie had given me a pre-wedding gift. Obviously I was in shock and not thinking clearly.
The letter had instructions for my hen weekend this weekend, where to come what to bring and crucially what to wear.
And then in the golden box was perfume and body lotion. Jamie was so jealous he screwed up his face like a six year old. I felt so spoiled and so excited. And it’s only Tuesday, imagine what I will be like on Friday afternoon. Uncontrollable.
Jamie is also off to his stag this weekend, I think he is going to an eastern block country to do some go-karting and see some naked ladies. I am not remotely jealous.
Thanks to all my hens! I can’t wait for the weekend to begin.
