Oh, What A Day!

 

Yoga, baby!

First, I am very happy to announce that the Integral class at Merchant City Yoga was great and I really enjoyed it. The teacher was nice and quite funny, and explained all the stuff really well.  I'm looking forward to going back.  Also, because the teacher was a wee bit late, he didn't charge us!  So KM and I still have 10 classes to take on the vouchers that we bought.  Score!



KM pre-yoga

After the yoga... what a day we had!  Firstly, we headed into Merchant City and popped into the Bernardo's on Wilson Street.  I got a really funky pink belt for a fiver (the stuff in this shop is great, but it ain't cheap, for a charity shop!) plus a couple of books, which is good cause I was just about to start in on one of my regular Oh-no-I've-nothing-to-read-now-what-am-I-going-to-do?? panics.  Then we headed further into the M.C. to get something to eat.  Maybe a coffee or something...





Prosecco

Well, we passed this new place, Boudoir, on Bell Street, and saw an offer in the window - pastry and coffee for £2.95.  And then we saw another offer: cheesecake and a glass of Prosecco for £3.95!  So, of course, we went in.  And it was superb! 



The aftermath

We also got a plate of antipasti, worth £5, which came with Brie, salami, Parma ham, french bread, olives and oil and vinegar.  The place was busy, so the waitress was a bit run off her feet and we had to wait ages for her to bring the food over, so she gave us it for free!  Bargains galore!





Bottoms up!



After going round to the pet shop to check out kittens for KM (they didn't have any), we popped into Corinthian and had a bottle of red wine!  We went into the small bar called Bootleg, which is all done up in huge mirrors, chandeliers, embroidered chairs, etc.  And we got a very reasonable bottle of Sangiovese red wine for £15 (definitely the best idea, because cocktails are about £7 each) and they were playing great blues-guitar music.  I would totally recommend it if you're looking for a bit of decadence and indulgence, without breaking the bank!



I also recommend have a friend like KM to join you in such adventures, but you'll have to find your own, because KM is already mine.





Why weren't we born in the 1920s?

Oh what a night.  Met Hannah and Keira for coffee at 5:30 and then me & Keira went round to Sloane's for our 2 for 1 macaroni cheese bonanza and it was lush.  The bottle of wine also helped it go down, natch. 

AND then we decided to have a wee drink of brandy afterwards, because... well, who needs a reason?  But instead of staying at Sloane's we headed round to Rogano's on Royal Exchange Square and there we propped up the bar to the sound of Billie Holiday and had our brandy. And then we decided to order a wee plate of oysters, seeing as that's Rogano's speciality, it was only £9 for a plate of 6, and I'd never had them before.  Well, I still have the fishy aftertaste in my mouth, but they were devine.  I highly recommend them to even the most skeptical of people.  We had another brandy and hung out at the bar, lamenting the fact that we weren't about in the twenties to be Flapper girls, listen to jazz every night, eat oysters and drink gin and whisky as a matter of course, whilst wearing pearls and fringy dresses. 

All in all, a very nice, and original night.  And we only spent about £20 each over the whole night!  Sweet!

Happy Day

This morning I went for lunch with my granny again, and we 'popped in' to this shop near my house, round in Cathcart on the way.  It's a place called Cuckoo and it sells fancy clothes for older people.  I mean, some of it's nice but it's definitely aimed at people my mum's age more than people my age.  Well, my mum and granny go in all the time and so they're quite good friends with the owner and the people who work there.  We ended up there for about 2 hours or something, my mum was trying on loads of stuff (everything was half price in the sale) and my granny was trying stuff on, and I was sitting on a big couch passing judgement on everything they tried. 

After a while the woman brought us over a wee table, stuck a white table cloth on it, lighted a candle and then poured three glasses of rose wine!  Talk about service. 

 In the end my mum bought a lovely wee top (that I picked out, Oh yes, I know my stuff) and my granny picked out a top and then another top (again, my suggestion. I should do this for a living.)

I found this amazing feather headpiece, that is beyond cool. It's black, so when it's on you can't totally tell where my hair begins and the feathers start. I think I'll wear it to MM's cocktail birthday party if it goes ahead (and now that I have this to wear, I will most definitely be campaigning for it!) and then I might wear it again to my cousin's wedding in June.  Good times. Good glamour-tastic times.

After that we went for lunch, and I had a tasty big plate of pork ribs and BBQ sauce, plus - natch - red wine.  Now that's what I call a good day out with the fam.  Only problem is, if I keep eating - and drinking - like this, I'll end up the size of a house!  You can cut out all the carbs you want, but the red wine is just as bloody bad!  Tasty though, there's no denying it.

Woooo, I just got a text from KM saying that she's having a flat-warming party on Saturday to celebrate her awesome new pad.  Very excited about this.  In fact it's so exciting, it might even be worthy of my feather hair-band!