Diva Night

5pm.
Just arrived back from Stockholm. Lying on my bed eating lollies and reliving the concert while listening to the cd.

5.30pm
Realising I should probably start to get ready I head for the shower where I buff, shave, pluck, wash and all those other girly things.

6.30pm
Try on chosen outfit. Realise I have no stockings. Curse a lot. Attempt to fix torn fishnets. Fail. Curse more. Rummage through cupboard and find very old pair entangled with other very old underwear. Make mental note to throw them all out.

6.35pm
Discover outfit makes me look a pregnant hippo. Throw it on the floor and have a mini tantrum.
Pull all clothes out of wardrobe in attempt to find new outfit. Find summery style dress.
Look outside at the snow. Put on summery dress.

6.55pm
Suddenly realise I should be at the train station. Blow dry hair. Decide the Swedish hairdresser should be tarred and feathered. Throw on jewellery and somehow manage to apply too much make up while looking for high heels.

7.05pm
Walking to the station in red open toed stiletto high heels. Finding this very difficult. Freezing in inappropriate coat that matched my dress but not the weather. Trying not to feel like an escaped circus sideshow freak. Failing.

7.15pm
On the crowded surburan train. Discover ladder in my stocking. Curse.

7.30pm
Buy new stockings at S-Market. Get lots of strange looks.

7.45pm
Meet K and Z at Torni for pre-dinner cocktails. Coo over choices of outfits. Change in to new unladdered stockings in the toilets.

7.55pm
Discover there is not time for pre-dinner cocktail. Wish I´d brought a hip flask.

8.05pm
Arrive at Casaro. Intimate Mediteranean style restaurant. Greeted by the male owner who checks us all out very obviously. F is already there. She is not wearing high heels. Feel somewhat jealous of her ease in walking. A and H arrive. Everyone looks gorgeous and compliments fly. Order tapas, meze and two bottles of wine.

8.15pm
Have already finished a glass of wine and wondering when we are ordering more.
Introductions and small talk.
Food arrives.

8.30pm
White wine is finished and talk is becoming much more candid. Order more wine

9.00pm
Food arrives. I eat chicken risotto which is delicious. Too busy taking photos and drinking wine to eat though and realise I am only a quarter of the way through when everyone else is finished.

9.45pm
Food leaves. Dessert is ordered. Wine is still flowing. I am drunk.

10.00pm
Talk and laughter is loud now and wine is finished. Argument begins about next destination. I worry about trying to walk in heels again.

10.30pm
Outside. Argument continues about next destination. Is settled by my diplomacy. We continue.

11.00pm
We walk past Vanha, the club we wanted to go to, and discover women in ball gowns and men in tuxedos standing outside. Decide we aren´t quite that dressed up and find cheap club with no door charge.

11.30pm
Drinking cider and dancing to Madonna.

12.00am
Still drinking cider and dancing with some guy.
K and A leave.

12.10am
F leaves.

12.30am
Music is crap. Z, H and I decide to leave.
Walking is much easier drunk.
Decide to head to Erottaja to meet Z´s husband and brother. H decides to go home.

Rest of the night...

6.00pm
Find myself on my way home in the middle of a blizzard, still in dress and shoes. Trying not to whimper as the snow covers me.

7.00pm
At home in jeans, eating pasta. Feeling good.