Pass the Champagne, darling

Glenn & I were invited to a "party"/gathering the Brazen were having at Manchester House to celebrate their 13th birthday.
It was nice to be invited & to be handed a glass of expensive Champagne when we entered onto the "right" side of the roped area.
It was quite humbling for all these people to compliment my work & chat about things that are totally out my league but to be treated as an equal.
The food was divine, and I totally pigged myself out on all the canapés that were floating about.
Whilst walking up there Glenn & I bumped into Elly, whom I've perhaps not seen for maybe 2-3 years (when I had bright red hair & no doubt was wearing demon shorts & looking like a student), she totally didn't recognise me (hopefully because my hair is now black & I was gleamed up...)
An enjoyable day on the whole, despite throbbing feet when I got home...I'm clearly out of the habit of wearing heels.