My flatmate works at @Selfridges in the PR department; so clearly we had to drop in to the men’s underwear party the other night, where they held a fabulously classy party shameless gay cruise amongst the boxes of underpants, uh at 8PM.

Obviously, after 17-or-so free Smirnoff Ices and 3/4 of one blue WKD (whoa, calm down high school flashback) I did not need to be pressured to have my free polaroid taken with the pants gang. I might have even referred to them as “Orange” “Green” and “Twinsies”, but as one of 2 straight women at the party I feel as tho I pulled off said objectification without offending a soul…meow