There is Only One Direction

I was lucky enough to go to the UK over my summer holiday...and even luckier to have a couple friends to meet up with while I was there.

First, I met up with my friend Josie and stayed at her parents home for a couple nights. It was amazing family home stay. Nice family meals, naps on the couch, bike rides through the countryside...so basically amazing!!!

Then, I went to Bath for the weekend and met up with my pal Pippa who was visiting some friends having a double birthday party, masquerade style.  Coincidentally, I had just purchased a set of masks featuring the one direction band (can I used band in this context) members.  So, while most of the other girls were getting their feathered and bejeweled masks on, I was pondering which 1D to be...I ended up choosing Nial, the blonde one, and Pippa decided to join me and wore the Louis, of course I brought the rest of the masks to the party, I mean after all they are a group and should stick together.

This was Pippa's first time to see a lot of these friends in 2 or 3 years, and she did it wearing a Harry Styles mask.  Some still knew her right away, and some just thought she was some creep wearing a 1D mask, fair enough.  I knew Pippa and her friends' whose house I was staying at, so I definitely
just looked like some creep wearing a 1D mask.  Also, Pippa's Louis eerily matched her skin tones and hair, so it really did resemble Louis in a dress

As the cider kept flowing we found our way to the dance floor, and let me tell you, dancing while wearing a 1D mask has changed my life.  I already dance like an absolute fool, but with the addition of the mask I seriously think we looked like weird cartoons or computer animations, it is in my top 5 dance floor moments.

End result of the Nial mask:  got asked to go home with a guy at 10pm, I declined because that's just too fucking early to be hooking up unless you stay at the party, felt like a celebrity on the dance floor...almost as if I was a member of 1D, the mask started a lot of conversations and ended a lot of conversations with all my new stranger friends, ended up going home with a welsh body-builder in town for some sort of tournament...thank you Nial.

I did end up losing all of the masks, Pippa managed to get hers home...I will never know how. So, before I caught my flight back to HK I was on a mad mission to re-collect them all.  I am still missing a Zayn, so if anyone wants to be a hero and send me one that would be fantastic.

And yes, they are now on the wall next to my bed, I am officially a 13 year old girl.