Being a child of the 80’s it is part of me that I must be inclined to enjoy on some level 80’s rock music. The call of the wild for large hair and head-bands a plenty, the pop rifts that made a generation.
It is here, the behemoth of long arse days, drinking and socialising with your mates great aunt as she slowly gets more drunk to the point she will eventually start twerking right in front of you. Where you will ultimately slink away to find out what standard and overly pretentious food is at the buffet and what to have that you won’t get down your clothes. So my wedding list goes like this, disturbing in places? Check, will you get bored at some point? Check, sweating heavily in your suit? Check, forgotten the names of all the guests on your table? Check, the inevitability you will have a wedding to go to this year? As much as Thanos clicking his fingers (That is a massive YES for non-marvel fans).
Over the last few weeks I have had a great influx of sunglasses and glasses sent to me to try out and write about. Firstly thanks for the products. I was Gifted these for review, but have not been paid for a good opinion.