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Welcome to the Future

Good afternoon everyone! I hope you’re all doing splendidly today, in the first week of the New Year. I have to say, I have a really good feeling about this year – so many exciting things are afoot. I’m putting all the gloomy bits of last year firmly behind me, and setting my sights on the future. So there was no better way to see in 2011 than by attending a Futurism-themed New Years SoireΓ©… was there? Here follows a review of my New Year’s Eve, accompanied by some photos you may have already seen on Yesterday Girl… but here goes nothing!

White Mischief’s Eve of Tomorrow Ball promised so much, but actually turned out to be less of a glorious firework-burst of joy and party times, more of a damp squib of disappointment. The super secret venue turned out to be none other than the Bloomsbury Ballroom, venue for the Chap Ball a few weeks previously. A glorious and glamorous venue, no doubt about that; but the difference here was that it was not filled with dozens of my dear friends and acquaintances. Still, we were there and determined to enjoy it!

The night began auspiciously.We all got ready at Bethan’s and I had decided to recycle my bird gown from the Chap Ball, and my lights from the New Sheridan party, with the braid from my Halloween Frida Kahlo outfit. It all went together with minimal headaches, and we soon set off for the party.

Following a minor mishap with Jeni’s shoe (see her blog), we arrived at around 11pm, only to be faced with a long queue snaking around the doors. Well that simply wouldn’t do, so we marched up to the doorman and used our feminine wiles and powers of persuasion on him. It went something like this.

Fleur: Hello. We’re on the guest list. Please can we go straight in?
Man: I’m afraid not, you’ll have to join the queue.
Bethan: Don’t you remember me? I organised the Chap Ball a few weeks back. Please can we come in?
Man: Oh yes! Yes, that was great. You were great. But no, sorry, it’s the queue for you.
F: But I’m reviewing the night. I’ll give you a bad review! I won’t really. Pleeeeeeease?
B: Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease?
F: Pretty pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?
Jeni: Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease?
F: Pleee…

Once inside, we enjoyed viewing some of the acts, scoffing at the fancy dress, faux ‘taches and the faux pipes and cigarettes (really people?) as well as marvelling at some of the incredible outfits there; drinking cider from bottles like the classy ladies we are, and being propositioned by strange, short men, who asked us if they could ‘get off with us at midnight, if we (ie. the men!) don’t get any better offers’? How charming. I am not quite sure how we resisted that tempting offer!

We actually had the most fun in the ladies loos, where we pretended to charge people Β£2 for a hand towel, and Jeni got loo roll stuck to her shoes. You probably had to be there!

Anyway, the thing that ruined the night for us soon after that, was when we headed into the main room at about ten minutes to midnight, ready to sing Auld Lang Syne and hug each other (having thankfully lost sight of the short man, and his taller utility-kilted, New Rocked friend). The compere was talking and swanning about on stage, saying something about being ahead of schedule… before announcing he was going to count in the New Year anyway, because it was the future, wasn’t it, and to hell with it (or similar). So, then came the countdown… 10…9…8… (etc)… Happy New Year! But it was still five to midnight. No one knew what to do! Some confused and very half-hearted Auld Lang Syne renditions later, and a bit of milling around, until it was actually midnight, which passed without further comment. What a load of old rubbish!

After a strange man in a space suit took to the stage and started moaning into a microphone (connected to a synthesizer of some kind), we decided it was time to leave. So then we ditched the Ball and headed off to a house party, filled with beautiful men singing along to Lady Gaga on big pink microphones. Of course they were all gay, to a man! But we drank gin and danced; and had the most fun I had in months, possibly all year.

So this is 2011. I started it as I mean to go on, with gigantic food mountains made from burgers, chips and cheese.

My resolutions are as follows.

* Eat more food, particularly vegetables.
* Do the washing up every night before going to bed (this lasted until last night when I got home at midnight, and thought, ‘sod it’).
* Be more organised and use my new diary (more on this tomorrow!).
* Buy more amazing frocks, but go easy on the shoes (and take the ones I do have to be re-heeled).

That’s pretty much it. Happy New Year chumrades!

Fleur xx



Poke off 2010.. why hello 2011! Re-heel those shoes and get a hiking up that food mountain! "Dressing up" vintage can rack off too!

Had I been faced with a nasty short man I would have said "Sorry.. did someone say something" whilst looking around for an invisable person. But thats just me.

I'm pleased to see I am not the only one who is partial to drinking 2 ciders at a time πŸ™‚


Classy ladies drink cider out of the bottle, I should know, I've been classy once or twice and drunk cider out of a bottle once or twice myself. πŸ˜‰

We had a bit of a new year let-down too- went for dinner and 2 out of the 4 meals were terrible. πŸ™ Luckily our friends Ron (Bacardi) and Jack (Daniels) were on hand to comfort us!


My NYE was rather lack luster too–the sort where ex-friends show up and generally everyone is uncomfortable and feelings are hurt. Ugh! But I like your optimism for 2011–I'm going to borrow that if I may! πŸ˜€

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We have the exact same resolutions!
Your NYE frock is beautiful, I spent the night in a distinctly unglamorous wooly jumper… was too cold to be pretty πŸ™
Jen x

delia hornbook

Oh Wow you looked stunning beautiful dress, infact you all looked gorgeous. Happy new year to you, and i hope the year ahead is filled with magical moments and joy. dee πŸ˜‰


I wish one of my new years resolutions could be to eat more food πŸ™

I always find that if the new years eve celebrations are a bit lac-lustre the year will be a good one!

Kate O

I stayed in and watched all 10 episodes of the Pacific on NYE… darn flu! I'm glad to see you cheerful again xxx


Fleur, that is a killer head piece! All the best with the veggies, I need to do that too but cut down on everything else! x

Seb White

I love that dress, and glad to hear you had such a good time! I recently posted a sort of 'it's a new year and a new mental attitude' post on my blog and I'm glad to see I wasn't the only one.

YOU, little madame, are coming with me eating. Lots. I will show you the delights of London's eateries. Agreed? Good.

Also, don't go to easy on buying shoes… Shoes are what make the world go round, or something like that.



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