So tonight I had two vodka martinis at Duke’s Hotel in Mayfair, the place where Ian Fleming is said to have coined the term “shaken not stirred.” The fact that I’m able to type this out is a miracle.
I had mine straight up with a twist. AND I took the tube home. Holla!
xo
00Sara
You are getting what us Anglo nations call Piss Fit (the general state where you can handle, and drink on a regular basis, a LOT of booze)! I have, unfortunately, lost all my Piss Fit-ness after 10 years in New York and am struggling with to keep up with my mates now I’m home.
Love you! XO
Hahaha
I’m not quite sure I’m handling it all that well, Kir. In fact, my colleagues are appalled by how hungover I am after only two drinks — even if they WERE straight-up vodka martinis.
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