I’m worried. The Twitterverse has been going bonkers with birds getting pedicures, blow-dries, spray tans etc for the Kidspot 50 Top Bloggers of 2012 party tonight. I meant to get a brow wax, lash tint and pedicure … but I didn’t quite get around to it. I’ll try and sort it for The Cruise next week. So I’m feeling massively underprepared and scruffy. Not having a back-up to my new Leona Edmiston dress, I’ve spent the last hour trying to cure my Michael Jacksonitis (aka blotchy, fading fake tan) with a pumice stone. I’ve done the best I can without removing skin, it will have to do. It’s a stark contrast to the way I used to prepare for what we describe in magland as “functions”. If it was a big event – back in the olden days when I was gainfully employed – I’d get professionally blow-dried and spack-filled beforehand. Then I’d swan off to hail a cab. Tonight it’s hair and make-up by moi, followed by a bus ride into town and a soggy hike to the party. Fortunately the free champagne remains unchanged. I’ll admit it was ill-advised – but fun – to share a bottle of wine with Husband over lunch. I have a cracking headache now, but it’s nothing a little hair of the dog won’t cure. Wish me luck! I’ll fill you in on all the goss tomorrow.
Winners and losers

I’m sure you scrubbed up just fine!
Good luck! But you don’t need an award to keep me reading housegoeshome!