Drink up Mate!

When your boss is yelling that in your ear all night this is what happens. She's Australian by the way.

Last night I attended a Marketing Awards dinner with a couple of people from my work including my boss. KFC had been nominated for a marketing effectiveness award based on having turned around the business over the last year. It was basically a great excuse to get dressed up and party at a fancy hotel in the city. And that is exactly what I did. I sported the latest trend in evening wear, got my hair did at the TopShop (19 pounds gets you a blowout at the blowdry bar), and put on my dancing shoes. The award show itself was a snooze fest like all awards show but the champagne and the goodies bags more than made up for it. Let me just say peeps here in London love their champagne. I thought champagne was only drunk at that rate during New Year's Eve, apparently not. It tastes so good going down but not so good the next day. The best part of the night was when the dancing began. I had to learn to get down with more disco and pop tunes than I would have liked but it was fun nonetheless. It was also a great way to bond with my boss, as you can tell from the photo above. She's a blast after a bottle of champagne, then again who isn't!? The fact that we didn't even win award we were up for didn't phase her one bit. I could get used to nights like this :)

In order to redeem some of my self respect here's a photo from the start of the night..

My boss Jennelle and I