I am so not making it up. :p I didn't mention her simply because I didn't think my international readers would know who she was. And I forgot. :p
Day-Lewis is afraid of soap.
Okay, so Kt and I were in Edinburgh in August, right? And it was the Fringe festival, right? And we're walking down, staring in awe at the giant penis (no lie) and the weird people, when Kt screams, "DANDIES!"
The hell?
So I follow her gaze, and lo and behold, there are a couple of young men dressed as dandies sauntering along the street. One dandy speaks French to me. I die inside, so I speak French back. He's all, "Je ne comprends pas... je suis francais" and Kt and I are all, *raised eyebrows*
Then we followed them some more and were roped into watching a French theatre adaptation in the hope of seeing the handsome dandy. Unfortunately, he was only on stage for two minutes. In a diguise. Pah!
Re: Um...and...and...
Day-Lewis is afraid of soap.
Okay, so Kt and I were in Edinburgh in August, right? And it was the Fringe festival, right? And we're walking down, staring in awe at the giant penis (no lie) and the weird people, when Kt screams, "DANDIES!"
The hell?
So I follow her gaze, and lo and behold, there are a couple of young men dressed as dandies sauntering along the street. One dandy speaks French to me. I die inside, so I speak French back. He's all, "Je ne comprends pas... je suis francais" and Kt and I are all, *raised eyebrows*
Then we followed them some more and were roped into watching a French theatre adaptation in the hope of seeing the handsome dandy. Unfortunately, he was only on stage for two minutes. In a diguise. Pah!