I have no boozy nights to talk about this week because I'm back in Perth where my social life tends to consist of avoiding homeless people who try to talk to me between the office and my corporate apartment.
However I managed to find a few minutes to stop doing work and watch New Zealand's Next Top Model this afternoon, a show whose genuinely attractive contestants are outweighed by their awful accents.
It also didn't help that this conversation actually occurred:
Hair stylist: I'm going to give you a Mediterranean look.
Contestant: Oh, cool. Is that, like, near South America?
Hair stylist: Yeah.
It's bad enough that the girl asked that question, it's worse that I don't think the hair stylist was being sarcastic in his response.
(I should probably warn you that this is about as exciting as my blog posts are going to be for another week and a half. You're forgiven for not coming back until then.)
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