I have never, the beginning.

Yesterday was a bad day, you know one of those days that starts with a swear word and ends in a feeling of pure rage? Well I was certainly having one of them, and the worse part was, it had such great potential to be a good day. Then it dawned on me I was not quite ready to let my 'bad' day ruin what could be, so mid way down Camden high street, after yet another tourist had barged into me with their I LOVE LONDON bag hitting my Louis and causing yet another feel of rage bursting through my vains, I stopped, I looked, and I remembered where I was, and how lucky I was to be where others just dream.

It is so easy to give into our rage and become yet another Londoner with a frowning face and a bad attitude, but I will not let myself become one. So my moto, I have never........

Now you probably think I have never is some drinking game that unveils the sordid sex life of you and your friends, well in some circles it is, but not the one a play.

When you get the feeling that things are really not going as you hoped, you close your eyes, whisper the words 'I have never' and you think of the first thing that comes to your head, that you have never done. It can be anything.

Ok so as I mentioned before yesterday was a bad day, so after another torist related bashing, I closed my eyes and whispered I have never, now being in Camden and surrounded by ravers and every item of neon clothing imaginable I knew my 'I have never' was going to be special. So after several purchases of neon and one very comical 'God save the Queen' T-Shirt I called the girls.

Now being a party girl I've been to my fair share of parties, included a few very crazy raves, and it dawned on me I had never been to a silent party, or as they are commercially known, a silent rave.

Now it just so happened that down at Tower Bridge a incredible guy called Ben, was silent raving for four days all in the name of charity. So the girls and I donned our leg warmers and turned up at free2dance with our glow-sticks in tow for a night of silent raving. It was pretty amazing. It certainly turned my day around.

After four hours of dancing away to decades of dance hits, through our individual headsets, it was time to come home. On my way home I decided that there must be hundreds of people who need a little bit of random sparkle in their life, so I decided to write this blog, and each week I will fill you in on all my juicy 'I have never' stories and random adventures. I have added a few rave pics below, but until next time, remember I HAVE NEVER  xox