After a busy Saturday at work, it was time to get the train to Liverpool for my best friend's 23rd birthday!! I was so excited to celebrate in the city and let my hair down that I was desperate to start doing my face on the train. Didn't happen though, due to over crowding, a child kicking my sit and a man with a vicious cold sat opposite me. Arriving at Liverpool Lime Street at 8pm, I jumped in my friend's car to find them all with rollers in and slippers on- it was clear they'd already adopted the scouse way of life. Champagne popped and outfit chosen (Skirt- H&M, Top- River Island, Heels- Dune), we started creating a masterpiece of a hairstyle on the birthday girl, before having every mirror in the house occupied for make-up application. I love these nights that we get together and just have a proper girly catch up before we hit the floor and dance till our feet can't take anymore! That floor was in Level, three floors to be precise. Yes, three floors of the best songs and atmosphere, with dancers, shot girls, photographers, it was amazing! Five and a bit hours later, it was the chicken shop and a taxi home for the worn out Northern girls. With an awkward misunderstanding about the taxi line, we actually managed to climb into the first one, much to the bemusement of the poor group waiting at the front of the queue in the freezing cold. From the heating in the cab though, it was tough to feel anything but joy!
The next morning though, well, the birthday girl took us to Central Perk for breakfast! An actual Central Perk, just like Friends! It was even playing back to back episodes on wide screens. After HUGE waffles covered in fruit and chocolate sauce and a couple of episodes of the best T.V series ever, we headed back to the house to make the long journey home.
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