I love Mulberry. I love the handbags, I love the drinks they plied us with and I love that they had a number of male models dressed in red hunt-style jackets serving us all night...
In particular I love Mulberry for providing Mr gingerbread man...the male model of my dreams, with a perfect chin. As a model he was beautiful, yet charming and the fact he was carrying baskets of cookies (photos of these in previous post), well slip a ring on my finger and call me Mrs...
Whilst I am very tempted to post a picture of Mr gingerbread, i will refrain for now...so what am I getting at?! Actually I'm setting the scene for the following conversation (paraphrased a little bit as i was rather drunk)
Me: Where have all the gingerbread cookies gone, I'm rather disappointed
Gingerbread: I've run out, I'm so sorry
Me: you should be, that is rather a let down
Gingerbread: I'll see if I can find one...if I do will you give me your phone number in return
Me: I don't need a cookie to do that...
And he actually contacted me...I will being going out with the most beautiful man I think I've ever seen. I'll keep this blog updated on the success, naturally.
XOXO
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