As the black -clad fashion sheep of my family I'm off to the UK (home) for a family wedding. Groan. But the interesting thing is. My terrified mother has been living in fear of the dress that I am wearing. Given my *ahem* interesting fashion choices in the past. Sequinned hot pants and facial netting anyone? anyway,I've been toying with the idea of pissing everyone off by arriving at the airport (since i am meeting my family over there coming from different areas) in the highest heels and killer jacket I find.
then Gaga goes and finds me the perfect item for greeting my family at the airport.
A LEATHER STRAIGHT JACKET!
i have to. you realise I just have to. Oh to see my mother's face as I leap out of the airplane in that! (Or rather I slink out of it. I HATE airplane steps) She would kill me. But it would be worth it. Just to see the look on the face!!!!!
My poor mother. One day, I promise. I'll dress normally. I will shun my thigh high boots, ramones t-shirts, take out my piercings and somehow cover my tattoo. I will hang up my sequinned hot pants (in all 4 colors i own), step out of my 6 inch heels and retire my leather dresses....no more will i walk the streets of Dublin with my black bowler hat held high and my ipod blaring punk music.
I will watch Stephen Fry on the telly with a cup of tea wearing a nice jumper.
and flat shoes......they still make those right??????
So anyway, I'm off from Thursday for a few days. I will try to get as many posts done as possible but it's going to be awkward. I'm returning from the UK to go to Cork and then off again before coming back to Dublin. Could be awkward! So bear with the blog silence!
When I come back we can all have a look at the new photos and gossip from the BT2 shows as well.
See u on the flipside!
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