I woke up this morning and thought WHAT. THE. F***. Why am I feeling so incredibly ill? Could it be that ONE mojito last night? God, I hope not, if I can't handle ONE drink anymore, what is the point of weekend dinners? Exactly. Anyway, what to do but to cancel all plans and crawl back in bed and feel sorry for myself. So that is what I had to do. I probably should explain that a hangover for me equals a million normal hangovers combined, my body doesn't like me (maybe because I haven't been to the gym the last 2 weeks, ooooops) and it definitely doesn't enjoy anything with alcohol in it. Can you be allergic to alcohol? Then I probably am. By 3pm I finally started feeling a bit more alive and made it out of the house to buy crisps, basically my breakfast and lunch combined. Just can't wait to get back to normal tomorrow!
I'm Christine and I currently live in London with my husband where I do my best to go to as many restaurants as possible, bake, DIY and occasionally let my hair down and go to a museum. x