Feet up

I dont know when this happened. At what age I figured out that spending Saturday at home in bed reading or watching crap tv is A LOT more enjoyable than spending x amount of time queuing to get in to a club where you will end up spending next months rent on a few rounds with friends you cant hear talk over the incredibly loud music but alas here I am. In bed, with a book with my feet up. Im not sorry. Its a lot cheaper, at lot healthier and no hangover. Although, I cant really talk, I just spent the last week drinking my body weight in booze. I think even my mother was worried. These slippers though – like giving your feet a hug (some people are into that sorta thing..) but seriously, well worth the investment, even if it makes me look like a granny. I even taken them with me to the boyfriends.. (I dont know how he puts up with me) You can find them on the UGG website.