Saturday Night is looming, and over here in Paris we like to make the most of our weekends (and weekdays, come to that). Whilst normally when I go out, I tend to find myself in grungy student bars or house parties, tomorrow evening I shall be dusting off the glad rags and mincing my way over to Favela Chic (www.favelachic.com/paris/)...
...where I shall be trying a cocktail or two and shimmying around on the dance floor to the music of Gringo da Parada, who offers a musical mix-up of *take a breath*
"beats traditionnels carnavalesques/folky-forro/ langoureuse bossa/ très cru baile-funk ou samba explosive".
I suppose this means no Take That requests. Darnit.
Could it be magic? You'll just have to come along and see...
Love,
Mustard