Girls Aloud

Last night I had a very strange dream. I dreamed that I was a member of the group Girls Aloud. Don't ask me why. I'm not a die-hard fan. I haven't listened to them in a while or read about them in a gossip mag. Who the hell knows.

But last night I was a member of the band. A bunch of my friends were there, but no one seemed to know how big Girls Aloud is. We sang a few songs, but I didn't know the lyrics. haha. So the other girls would focus on singing while I did some background bits and dancing. hahaha.

To make the dream even weirder, for some reason it was daylight outside during our concert. I left the building during a break to go find someone or something...I'm really not sure. While I was outside I came upon a swimming pool. Being Scotland it was super windy which led to these HUGE WAVES coming out of the pool. I had to grab a tree to keep my feet on the ground because of course I was wearing some senquined goodness. In addition to my costume, my hair was teased to within an inch of its life and had about 4 cans of hairspray. (getting ready for the concert was also part of the dream).

I then woke up very confused as to what the hell caused me to have that kooky dream. Could my true career calling be to infiltrate Girls Aloud? Should they let me join the group? If so, I have to get skank-tastic ASAP, get some extensions, loads of sequins, and a rich footballer boyfriend. (Sorry Graham, your time is up...unless you put on those football boots and get a contract with Man U).

But to enable you to better visualise my time as a member of Girls Aloud here are some photos of them before me and while they had the honour of Tiffany being a band member. :) Those hookers will be calling me tomorrow to arrange a time to meet! Can't wait.


















Some artwork a la Perez Hilton (he's the master of using Paint). This photo doesn't highlight how hot I looked last night, but the paps weren't really being generous and retouching the photos. :(