I am too tired to type up a long entry for many reasons, the main one being the HORRIBLE UNENDINGLY ABYSMAL WEATHER.
But anyway, I had a friend visit me from Belgium this weekend. Here is what we got up to this past Friday night in photos:
Our verdict on Mahiki?
It sounds really awful on paper, but we ended up having a brilliant time. The people on the door are legendary for their arseyness, so be prepared to throw down the readies in order to gain entry (we had to buy a table). If you don’t like cheesy music wedding disco stylee, don’t bother going. It was basically like one long singalong dancealong fest, where we drank rosé champagne and screamed along with Sweet Child of Mine and Down with OPP and danced like idiots. When they played Smells like Teen Spirit, the irony of the juxtaposition of toffs singing along to Nirvana in Mahiki did not escape me.