And, oh my sweet mother, how much did I pig out during the festive season?!
Well, without going into too much detail about the amount of junk food I shuffled down my throat and the obscene number of recycled wine bottles there were outside my parent´s house, I have to admit that I can no longer squeeze my ass into a pair of jeans and I´m relying on elasticated pants. So yes, without a shadow of a doubt, it´s time for the three Ds: DETOX, DIET, DANCING! Consequently, if you see me in a bar with a pint of lager in one hand and a packet of crisps in the other, feel free to tell me off. How about you, did you overindulge during the holidays?