So Tuesday night (or trashy Tuesdays as i like to call them) i went out to Leicester square with my friend, i always know i'm going to have an eventful night when going out in London. It started with meeting up in Clapham junction station and making our way to vauxhall, we decided to go sit down by the river thames, have a bottle of wine, a bottle of cava a 20 deck of mayfair fags and have a dance..
After about an hour or so of this and when the wine ran out we decided to go to sainsburys buy 2 more bottles of wine and make our way to west end, of course two drunk girls and a bus is purely entertainment and after decorating the bus with "some people are gay get over it stickers" and doing 10 second downing's whilst swinging round the poles we decided to get off at Trafalgar sqaure sit down drink some wine and perv on the fit builders..
After a few drinks i always get peckish so decided to go burger king, but somehow manged again flyering up the toilets then slipped and fell and was laying on my face on the middle of burger king toilets, classy i know.
we then ran away like giggling school girls after deciding we wanted McDonalds and satisfied our cravings... but of course there's always a drama and some how ended up in a massive fight with some girls in the toiltets once again classy i know, so we ran for our lives after causing a massive scene HAHA.
Already very drunk we decided to go hang down the alley by ZOO the club we was going to that night and finish the wine and have a cheeky little "alley cat" photo shoot.. (once I've had a drink i think I'm London's next top model)
We then met two Italian men who had a massive bottle of vodka so we decided to make conversation.. (always make conversation if you see free vodka), turns out they were quite funny and nice to talk to we then all made it in to zoo bar, after 2 bottles of wine and countless glasses of straight vodka.. no idea how i was still standing.. Whilst in the club and dancing my heart off and loving life my friends starts to kiss the Italian man (pictured above) and i can't stop laughing until he grabs my face for a 3 way kiss, i was drunk and didn't care so eh agreeed haha, but to my luck i slipped and fell on the floor and was laying on my back on the middle of the dance floor, this then happened again 5 minuets later..
After running away from the crazy men (and running away with there pints) we ran down stairs to see what was going on, after a few jagerbombs and a few vodka red bulls the dramas start again, my friend was so drunk and lost her coat and went running round the whole club trying to track it down, although if i was in her possition i would of done the same thing, i would of being fuming if i lost one of my furs! thank god she found it and we carried on with the rest of the night.. dancing away, running away from wierdos and giving each other lapdances (drunken cringe memories) apparently after climbing the bar and passing out in the booth ZOO bar had enough of us and we was chucked out.. haha SHAME...
so we made our way to penthouse after being spotted by a promoter we met the week before on another drunken night out and he got us in free so though why not.. it was so crazy going up in the super fast lift up to the top floor the view was amazing and the club was alright..
After dancing here for a while we decided to try and get back into zoo ( fuck knows why) but obviously got turned down so thought fuck it McDonald's (again) and night bus.. After a 45 minuet treck home through south west London we finally made it home, got in our tracksuites, made a tea got some pasta and giggled about the nights stories..
I never do have a dull night when going out in London..
xoxo
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