Last night I went along to Swap-a-Rama, an interesting little party in Bar Lempika where you hang out and chat and drink and so on, then every half hour or so a bell rings and everybody swaps an item of clothing with somebody else. I did manage to loose my second best pair of jeans (granted they were completely full of holes) and just about all the rest of my clothes (shoes, socks, and underwear excepted), but on the up side I scored a nice denim skirt, pair of hideous yellow leggings, and a funny looking top, oh and a handbag as well (which was good because I was completely without pockets for a lot of the evening).
Also, seriously, why didn’t anyone ever tell me how comfortable skirts are?