Mrs Cameron's diary

Everyone keeps asking how I survived but I am like, seriously, Manchester is quite adorbs if you're exploring a downturny but fighty kind of vibe which is basically what A/W politics 2011 is all about? And so friendly? I mean apart from Northamptonshire and Northwood and other places "oop North" which is what Hilto calls oop North, who knew? Because when we arrived it was awesome, there was this kind of traditional street party for us with Northerners chanting things, I am not sure exactly what because we did not have a translator, but Dave sensed they were definitely hearting the minimal, poverty chic/Our Friends in the North look I was channelling, first tangerine cigarette pants with a grey top, which is officially the last word in glam if you are Northern because of the colourblindess, then this cigarette pants + Nicole Farhi + David Hare = social conscience combo.
Unfort I had to dash home because we are doing this new step in zumba and it is so important that Anya does not get ahead, plus with all the appalling news about toning shoes it turns out there really is no alternative to regular exercise. And Dave was like, go for it babes you are totally worth it as the popular advertisement has it, plus conf shopping is so crap you'd be bored shitless, I mean it is so TOTES unfair to say he does not support women.
And Mummy sweetly said she would stay because someone might as well make some money out of the whole ghastly circus and all her Govey whatnots sold out and Hilto was uber grateful because she lent him and Picklesy a Mittal rug to use on Tyrie, and it was so amazing how the rug was completely unmarked even though Picklesy had literally jumped on it and Mummy said she would like to see Ikea put their stuff through that kind of stress test.
So when I put on Hilto's "sunny uplands" outfit, Tamara said she would rather walk that podium naked, and Anya was like, attention all coulrophobes, but Dave and Hilto were literally delirious because spreading optimism is apparently the hardest thing and thanks to me, non-swank, we sealed the deal. :)