Hootz

Last night, I went to visit BG at his art college then we headed out to Hooters with a bunch of people for All You Can Eat Wings!

They competed against each other and he won by one more, with 43 Chicken Wings consumed. What a champ...

I don't know how many I ate last night, but definitely more than 25 wings. I have to say though, despite Hooters supposedly being famous for their AYCEWings, their flavours were a little sub-par.
My favourites were the Honey Garlic wings, in second comes the BBQ flavour, which I found a little too 'ketchup-y'. I was excited to try the Cajun ones but they just tasted like oversalted Oregano Shake and Bake. However, the Lemon Pepper ones were delicious, but when we ordered them the second time, they were so incredibly sour that we couldn't eat them. Alex's face in the photo below expresses the sourness...

I only just got into Chicken Wings a week earlier with some people from the play I had worked on. I used to be grossed out by touching the bones, but now I can't get enough! My next food fear challenge will probably be some kind of seafood...

I never thought I'd someday be reviewing Hooters Chicken Wings on my blog...

Fingers Toes

Lots happening soon, my semester just ended and lucky me has no exams so I am fully concentrated on packing up for the move, I've only got 2 weeks! Pretty excited, although it's pretty stressful for now, it'll be so good once it's over, I can't wait to decorate. I've been looking at those last page articles in Teen Vogue where they show some celebrity's daughter's room, some inspiration there. And have you seen the Thanksgiving episode of Gossip Girl? really well done ending. Just started Six Feet Under, I've been told good things about it, not sure what I think about it yet. Trying to get an au pair job for April onwards after exams, I put down just England and France and underpants.

Literature lecture today was inspiring, we were reading Ariel by Sylvia Plath, talking about how Freud claims art is the symptom of the artist's disease. I don't know if I could live in a world without art. Baudelaire says you can live 3 days without food but not a single day without art. Paul went back to Uni on Tuesday, we share so much music and art together, I guess that's wh

y todays lecture struck a chord. He bought me a copy of Klimt's kiss :) I can't wait to put it up in my room, as well as a old map, so I can map out any travels! I've got South Africa on my mind... I'll see him soon after Christmas, but I feel so brave and hopeful. To the stars!

Ps: My brother proposed to his girlfriend!