Three Olives, Shake It Up - I Like It Dirty.

So I went out with the girls last night, and hadn't quite shaken the feeling I had during the date with Clark Gable - I was on a mission to get down and dirty. So we did. Lots of black eyeliner, rounds of shots, live music, sweaty bars and sweaty guys later, mission accomplished. I woke up this morning with my head in the toilet, a sticker saying 'Shimmy' on it and a flattened white lily on my chest, and a smile on my face. This is where I belong. I know my place.

And as such, I've decided dirty is the answer. Dirty boys, dirty bars, dirty music, dirty talk, dirty shots, dirty minds.. diiiiirrrty.

I will be acting upon this thought/epiphany by fully submitting myself to the dirty side.

So let's get dirty.

At least until I can be bothered to clean up.