The troops are down (Mama G included). Drowning in snotty tissues (me) and dealing with tantrums caused by blocked noses (me and them), it’s gonna be a short one today.
Before the immune system completely shut down, I managed to enjoy a night with mah gurls.
Not just any regular movie date, we went all classy and shizz – glammed up in frocks and heels, greeted at the red carpet with a glass of bubbly before heading up to the comfy reclining chairs to watch the much anticipated ‘Gone Girl’.
In the giddy excitement, it took a couple of takes to figure out the little faux pas on the #selfies. Ahems.
We’re not THAT old, ‘mmmmmmkay?
24 hours later and I still have ‘Gone Girl’’s riveting plot and brilliant dialogue on replay in my brain. Maybe that’s the sparkling wine hangover talking.
Or maybe it’s because going Gold Class is the ultimate, memorable cinematic escape.
Les Misérables was my last experience. Sinking deep into the comfortable lounge chair, with the biggest bag of Salt and Vinegar chips and a crispy glass of white, it was complete immersion.
I cried and howled throughout the entire movie, with a safe distance between the blubbering mess I was and the next weepy viewer.
Walking out totally overwhelmed, it took half an hour to remember where the car was parked.
Nothing like falling into the reverie of the big screen and a bucket of popcorn.
If there’s any movie you could watch in Gold Class, what would it be? Past classics included! Have you seen “Gone Girl”? (No spoilers allowed!)
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