i am not even going to try and deny my love for the annual victorias secret fashion parade... and by pure, fabulous luck - we happen to be house sitting for friends who have foxtel (and a nice large screen on the wall powered via projector...), and it was screening on new years eve ♥ what better possible way to spend my evening could there be than watching the hotties in their underwear parade up and down the catwalk?
and in pure woman form, you must sit with your junk food, cramming as much as you possibly can down your throat, all the while complaining about your own body whilst imagining yourself with one of the supermodel bodies. clearly not going to happen via junk food addiction. oh well. diet starts tomorrow :)
was just me, doug and maddie... the way it should be.
congrats on making it through another year all!
***and happy 2012***