Those polka-dot tights.......

There's nothing I love more than strolling home barefoot on a beautiful sunny 24 degree october afternoon heels in hand, mascara round face, polka dot tights - shredded, smile - intact.

I hopped across only the white road markings to cross like a child playing frogger, dived into the most convenient convenience store and purchased una tortilla de patatas with wild excitement on the rememberance that i still have 1 sachet of Maccers (McDonalds) ketchup in the fridge. RESULT!

The only disappointment of the day is I don't have a ticket to the Guns 'n' Roses concert tonight, sob! But I wore my tshirt last night to show my support!