Being the Lady of Leisure have forced me to cut down on a few things. Two to be exact; champagne and personal training.
Following decisions made as to my work plans, one had finally come to an end this Saturday night out on the town with Hell's Bells. After a shocking three months off champagne, an even bigger achievement than the caffeine take down of 2013, boy was I excited to reunite with a bottle of Veuve Cliquot.
And my oh my, if anything was satisfying - this was it. For the 45 minutes it took us to polish that bottle off, Hell's Bells was basically dead to me. Oh, how I have missed this beautiful creation. I would even consider going to France for a box of this stuff. And as we all know, France is not my place on this planet.
Champagne really is the drink of Gods. And some very clumsy Vikings.
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