My lovely friend Michelle is getting married. This is a rare occurrence in my circle, the high levels of debauchery mean that we rarely get around to it. So it is with great excitement that I am planning wedding flowers for a friend. Yesterday she emailed me a picture of her dress, I am desperate to share it with - it is really beautiful, but I fear she may shoot me.
Instead I have been doing some late night Net a Porter window shopping for my own outfit.