Under the bridge

Not a chilli pepper in sight.

Just two girls working damn hard to avoid going home to bed.

It's 9pm. Girls totally rocking the whole, ooooops we appear to be in a river vibe and clearly will need to be here for ages ;)

On our way home from a smashing tea in Vittoria's on Leith Walk.

I was stuffed with lobster pasta and too weak to insist too emphatically that the girls extract themselves from the river and come home to bed.

Burp.