Oh hey you guyss, back from my adventure to der Nederlanden. Above indicates a typical outfit for the whole holiday, albeit with a hoodie and umbrella instead of the shirt, as it rained a ridiculous amount. New bootsss, from Magic Theatre Vintage, also got a lovely maxi dress which will no doubt be showcased on some hopefully soon night out. Also, shirt isn’t actually mine, it’s Howski’s. Or should I say his dad’s. Thanks Mr. Melnyczuk. I’m only borrowing it though.
Yeah so, here’s a few shnapps off the trip..
Cya North Shields.
Me with Sasha Fierce.
A discreet photo of the red light district. I thought it was pretty cool actually, and it didn’t seem as sleaze as I imagined somehow. Maybe its cause I only spied about 2 people sneaking through the doors not loads. Wish you could look without feeling like a perv, I was told some of the girls were “amaaaazing”. I mean, they weren’t dogs but also not supermodel-pretty as I had been lead to believe. Maybe I just have high expectations of prostitutes.
Yeah so, all in all an amazing trip. The ferry was a bit of a ‘mare though, kept getting slightly seasick, and the breakfast was the opposite of to die for. Think if I go again I’ll just get a plane and stay in a scratty hostel. Which I definitely will.
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