As I write this I resemble Chantelle Houghton from Celebrity Big Brother (remember -- she married yer man from the Ordinary Boys?). No, I haven't got new blonde hair extensions, but I am extremely brown.
Like, unnaturally brown. It made me laugh as I slipped into my loose clothing, as instructed by my tanning therapist, and snipped the tags off my unworn Havaianas so as not to get foot streaks. A mere 12 months ago these rubber flip flops were my Aussie uniform, and my tan was gloriously natural, yet today I sit here having been spray tanned within an inch of my life pondering my 29th year. It is not the first time this week that I have mourned my 20s.
I performed my godmotherly duty last week by taking Tianna to her first live concert to see JLS. Her excitement was palpable, sadly so too was my age.
Herald.ie
