(PROLOG:THE MR DARCY POST IS MEANT TO GO AFTER THIS IN MY RELEVANCE)
So sunday was the St Jeromes Laneway Festival.
It was one of the best festivals i have been to because i did actually see some bands.
Usually i end up stuck in a porter-loo while i hear the begining cords to my "favorite" song by the
only band i wanted to see all day.
Anyway.....Most of the things that happened do not need to be mentioned on a public forum.
But i did go swimming in my underwear and *WON* a brooke sheilds blue lagoon swimming contest.
So i will photo-blog it:
This is me eating a festival DAWG! It was actually smart if i hadnt eaten this (actually i ate a quater and gave the rest to andy because i am in diet) i would have ended up in a gutter covered in my own spew and with a dick drawn on my head in posca!
This is the posies....Hickey says they used to be cool, pitty they just looked like pasty fat old tards because the microphone was so soft you couldnt hear the singers nonsence. NOT TO ALL BAND LOVING HIPSTER GROUPIE GIRLS: THEY DONT STAY SKINNY AND FLOPPY HAIRED, THIS IS WHAT ALL THAT BEER AND LATE NIGHTS DOES!
LE SAVY FAV: i dont really get it, but i think the one with the glasses is better than frosty fruits on a hot day!
they have undies on i swear, backstage being photographed by a beautiful MASSIVE polaroid camera.
Whilst being traipsed around by my stand-in very protective and saving boyfriend, seen in background. For which i am very very very amazingly greatful, if it were'nt for him i would be raped by english lout's, beaten up by a jealous over the hill (over 30) Photographer girl, who LOOKED LIKE SHIT! But i would have been fine without him aswell.
We were trying to find our friend Briony (best girl in the word PERIOD) and then busted these two guys who were meant to be
taking down everything, but instead decided to arm wrestle.....obvious choice i thought.
Thats all as usual my night ended in a dramatic taxi ride home tears and mascara all over my face......only this time my hair smelt like chlorine!!!!!!!!