So its both my 23rd birthday this Saturday (well Friday for you amurrrricans) AND my best friends Hens night. A group of us will be getting all dressed up, going to the races in Sydney, then after will be ripping off those heels and hitting the clubs all night.
Of course, being the responsible one and saying I will not drink, means by the end of the night I shall be the most shitfaced, and will probably be found somewhere between new town and Sydney harbor dancing barefoot for bums.

WHOO PARTAY
(P.s the badly scribbled white tiger is my best friend Naomi, the bride to beeeeee)

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