Spring Meet-up v3.0: The one where Pag decides

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.. And the lurkers cone out to play.

ROLL UP ROLL UP
The MN Spring Meet-up will be held on Saturday 21st May 2011 at the Clerk & Well pub in London, EC1.
Tickets are £15.00, payment is via PayPal to [email protected]

Send me a PM if you don't have Paypal; we can organise payment via bank transfer.

everyone is welcome, and there's no dress code.

Come party!!

What was I thinking?
Ive got nothing to wear, Im orange and my hair is all frizzy.
The paint spraying woman looked all sorry for me last night and said 'you havent got that many stretch marks really have you'. Fuck off I shouldve said, I havent got any!!!

PMT, kids bloody moaning. Fecking. hell.

AND they woke me up at 6.25!

I dont go out - I never go out!

Heelllllp mmeeeeeeeeeeee.

Mrsdevere

If it is any comfort....
My choice if what to wear was massively limited when I realised that I only have three things that will reach across my ever expanding arse.
I had to cancel my hair appt last week so I have split ends and grey roots.
I felt I ought to do my nails as I don't do manicures but felt I ought to try however I did it last night in bed and woke up with fluffy smudged stubby nails . The colour looks a bit like nail fungal infection.

And now I have to clean the pond.

Sit near me.

You should have used my patented 72 hour mani-pedi method Pag. [smug]

Mind you, I have to condense mine down a bit today so I might still smudge yet.

my fingernails are clean.

i will be wearing socks and flat shoes.
(ordinarily for such a do, I would wear posh shoes, but I can't be bothered. that's a great thing about being PG, I can say "no, it won't be comfortable" )

My fingers are awful! Short, stumpy with flaky nails. I also have an attractive case of eczema under my ring finger!

My shoes are flat...across the bottom anyway, they just happen to be wedges

Ds1 just looked at my suitcase and asked me how long I'm going to be away for. With one of these looks.

What can I say. I'm a bad packer.

I haven't even washed my hair.
It doesn't look too bad, though.

Ok we've gone from competitive grooming to competitive slovenliness.

the Feminists would love this thread. Who says woman are put under pressure to be attractive and glamorous by men? All this stress and angst, just to be seen by a bunch of other women. And the truth is, none of us really cares how much effort or lack of effort anyone else has made.

Thanks Pag.

I had such plans to look nice. I might pull it off yet. When I say that, what I mean is, after a few drinks I might think I have pulled off the louche, rock chickery I had dreamed of.

As long as you all play along.

Well, perhaps it wasn't the best preparation for a Big Night Out, but I went to the pub last night for a "quiet drink" with three friends. Oh dear.

I now have an afternoon of hungover chaos; the village pageant, followed by the football club BBQ.

Wonder if I can get changed on the train?

I'm wearing flats - going out for dinner first and heels would be a killer.

just about to go jump in the shower. yippee.

Cant decide what to wear. Stomach is having a fat day. Will decide without looking in a mirror - but please dont congratulat me on being pregnant, I'm not, I just look like I am with this belly!!!

I'm another one who went drinking last night. Why? I never go out but thought it'll be a great idea to have a few after work drinks last night.
Am looking quite rough but at least my stomach settled.

I have no option than try to go for the rock chick look. I just hope it's more Blondie than Courtney Love

Competetive slovenliness or possibly just lowering expectations

Well, I gave up on the legs and went to M&S for some tummy holding in tight this morning. Paired with my tummy holding in pants, I may only look 5 months gone - I am NOT pregnant

I've had a spray with a can of spray tan and straightened my hair...

May attempt nails next

We have to wait and see

Only a few more hours to go!!

Actually as it gets closer I am getting more reckless.
I have decided against control pants and I am going to wear my luminous lime green coat. I'm going full Margot.

Laugh if you will. At least I will be able to go for a pee without it being like trying to stuff a sausage.

I was tempted to give myself an artificial perk behind and go for rear of the year in my jeans but as I decided to get drunk last night instead of going to M&S, the accolade of pear of the year shall be mine.

Oooh I'm getting really excited now - like a small child waiting for a party

I haven't tried any outfits on yet as I have been supervising DS making Quiche Lorraine, and still have to fetch DD from gym, but I am thinking about wearing a jumpsuit.
Just a bit worried about managing the loo in a slightly inebriated state

I am stupidly excited and nervous in equal measure

Finally found something to wear, shall have a bath but that's as far as it's going. I give up with my bloody awful hair that I hate, so I may well turn up with a pigeon nesting in it. I'll buy it a pint and he shall be my dancing partner for the evening.

Really must go and eat something or I'll be evicted from the proceedings by 8pm

Well I've just done my roots, and managed to dye my face also. So far, nothing will fix it. So my hair will be arranged over most of my face to hide the hideous stains.

Did my nails.

Hated them

Took it all off and started again.

They're OK now and I CBA to do 'em again