I only employ girls. So last year I took them out for dim sum, then proceeded to get the ones who weren't wrecked on lychee martini's to Westbourne House where they drank until they couldn't stand up. I saw them all the following day bright and early (I don't think). Cabs home for all of them and a clear conscience for me. Home and in bed by midnight. Turns out it was the social event of the century for some of them. Jesus, anyone would assume that the world of high-end luxury fashion parties just aren't enough.
i really expected this go a bit frankie boyle so that even i would be repulsed by the debauchery and filth.
i'm very disappointed.
i really expected this go a bit frankie boyle so that even i would be repulsed by the debauchery and filth.
i'm very disappointed.