Friday, 31 December 2010

New Years Resolutions

December 31st, traditionally a time for "out with the old and in with the new" People generally use the time to make New Years Resolutions that lets face it are usually forgotten by January 6th (or is that just me?)

I've finally decided that New Years Resolutions are CRAP.

Yeah, I went there. (head bob)

Why do we have to wait till the start of a New Year to make some resolutions?

We could make new week resolutions if we wanted, who says that isn't right?

So you decided to lose some weight in September? Are you going to wait until January 1st to start?

If you decide to change to that career you have always wanted in March, do you wait until.......... oh you get what I mean.

Of course you don't. you go out and get what you want, WHEN you want.

Or at least that is what we SHOULD do.

So I'm not going to be making New Year Resolutions this year, just resolutions.

So here are my resolutions......................

I want to continue to get fit and lose weight.

I want to carry on improving my writing and make my blog bigger and better.

I want to start writing a book

and I will hug my family every day and tell them that I love them.

And I will make MORE resolutions next week or as and when they are needed.

Lets not put off until tomorrow (or next year) what we can do today.

Have a happy New Year everyone

and i will see you all next year x x x

Big Fashionista x x x

Thursday, 30 December 2010

Has anyone seen my willpower?

MISSING, one willpower. Reward offered

It was last seen before christmas turning down a sausage roll but since the 25th of December it has been AWOL.

Now I'm HOPING that it is shopping in the sales but I have a funny feeling that my willpower is currently facedown on a chinese buffet cart somewhere and the only thing it is refusing is lychees (who the hell eats them anyway!!)

What is it with willpower going AWOL at christmas anyway?

I have had jellybabies for breakfast!!!!!!! who does that?

Somewhere deep in SureSlimUK headquarters there is a rescue party being hastily assembled (I hope)

But they will have to catch me first... Mwahahahahahahahaha (evil sugar high cackle)

The fat girl inside me has broken free after three months of being denied and she shows no signs of stopping (or shopping for that matter)

I need to get some semblence of a routine back into my life but unfortunately that doesn't happen until January 6th when school starts again, (hides jelly babies from self)

So make me feel better guys, where is your willpower currently residing?
 Is it with mine or in a more glamorous climate?

And why do our willpowers never go and exercise in the gym?

Big Fashionista x x

Monday, 27 December 2010

Are we done yet?

So hang on, is that IT??????????

almost 6 months of preparation, saving, blood sweat and sometimes tears and now that is it for another year?

I've decided we should at least get a certificate!!!!


From family fueds to children not getting what they wanted.

NEVER ask your children if they got all that they wanted for christmas, you will not be happy with the answer. TRUST ME.

and the food.......... oh my lord the food. I swear I have a fat girl inside me that has just been waiting for an excuse to eat christmas pudding (I don't even LIKE christmas pudding) at one stage I thought I would pass out if I ate one more thing....... I didn't. I tested the theory thoroughly.

It is like we have a ready-made excuse for everything in just one handy sentence.

But it's christmas

Drinking wine at 10am? It's ok, it's christmas

Eating quiche at 8.45am? It's ok, it's christmas (That was me on christmas day I must admit)

And then, just like that......... it's over for another year. leaving us in debt, weighing significantly more than we did and ready to go sales shopping.

So Happy Birthday Jesus, hope you got lots of pressies. I promise next year I will try to remember the spirit of christmas a little bit more.

It's 12.O'clock lunchtime........ anyone care to join me in a bottle of wine?

It is christmas

Big Fashionista x x

Tuesday, 21 December 2010

Sureslim Diet week 13 Update

Ah ha, bet you didn't think you would see another post from me so soon did you?

I haven't been able to get out of the house today due to poorly little one but I did however manage to get out last night and find a set of scales in Boots that didn't look as though they would lie to me to much.

Now, I know it was a different time from when I usually get weighed but I was of the opinion that I have a slippery slope in front of me and I want to be in control as much as possible.

Lets face it, it is christmas and it is a time of food and frivolity and wine and presents and while I want to watch what I eat and be careful at the same time I am not going to be sitting in the corner eating carrot sticks while people eat a roast Dinner.

BUT if I had not been weighed this week then I think I would have used it as an excuse to go absolutely OTT with my food consumption. One prawn cocktail becomes a chocolate cake (It does, trust me) one small serving of brussel sprouts becomes a family-sized bar of Galaxy (Don't ask how, it just happens ok?) and before I know it I am back to where I started.


So I stepped on the scales, after a week of vomiting, not eating and then feeling ravenously hungry when I felt better and found...................................................................

I have stayed the same.

I'm happy with that once more.

I definitely will take that as a good result. It is the 21st of December and christmas food is everywhere so I am more than happy to find once more I am maintaining my weight.

Sure it may be a bit boring for you guys ;-) but at least I can get over christmas and attack the last stone in weight that I need to lose with renewed energy and enthusiasm.

Yes it was different scales from what I usually use but I think that if I HADN'T weighed myself this week then the damage I would have done to my weight NEXT week would have been phenomenal.

Have a fantastic christmas everyone.

Thank you for all your support over the last three months. Your support has definitely helped spur me on and keep me on the right path.

Thank you again to SureSlim UK, who have completely changed my life this year.

If you feel like you have over-indulged at christmas or your New Year Resolution is to lose weight Then I can't recommend SureSlim Uk highly enough. they have definitely changed my life and I can't see myself eating any other way now.

Here is the link for the website.

Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year to all.

Big Fashionista x x

Monday, 20 December 2010

Christmas Break

It's Christmas. Well nearly anyway

And real life is getting in the way of blogging so I'm going to be taking a break from tomorrow until the New Year.

I'm hopefully going to be able to do my weigh in post for you tomorrow but with a sick child at home and snow on the ground it may not be possible.

I hope everyone has a fantastic Christmas and a happy new year.

I have big things planned for my blog in the new year so I hope to see you in 2011.

Thanks for all your support in 2010, I love reading all your comments on my posts and hope that you continue to support me in 2011.

Have a good one guys and I'll see you on the other side

Big Fashionista x x

Wednesday, 15 December 2010

Birthday Wishes & Tears

It's my birthday Sunday (What do you mean you didn't know!!!!!)

and yes, I know EVERYONE has a birthday and especially at my age (;-D) I shouldn't get so excited but I do.

WHY? I hear you ask.....

Well check the date.

December 19th....... 6 days before christmas!!!!! (loses half of my readers as they realise they don't have many shopping days left)

Lets face it, Birthdays come pretty far down the list of importance when they are so close to christmas.

If I don't make fuss on my birthday, no-one else will. (Ahhhhhhhhhh)

It all stems from my childhood I think.  I never even had a birthday party as a kid (Double ahhhhhhhhhh)

I think my parents were worried no-one would turn up (Not because I was a horrible kid or anything.............well I don't THINK) The old, "well it's sooooo close to christmas" excuse has been used more times in my life than you can possibly imagine

And there is never any room to proudly display birthday cards when your birthday is so close to xmas. Christmas cards are EVERYWHERE!!!!

Shall we talk about joint presents?

They exist, trust me on this.

My beloved baby brother has his birthday in June, I've never seen him get a "joint" present, so just because it is my birthday in December why should I?

Christmas cards with ps, Happy Birthday were pretty much the norm. It got so that if I was handed a green or red envelope on my birthday it got put to one side until the next day.

Luckily I have voiced my opinions LONG and LOUDLY (shock horror) since then and it is extremely rare this now happens. (Although gifts wrapped in christmas wrapping is still pretty much the norm)

Do I sound ungrateful?

It isn't meant to, But i didn't even get a cake last year........

So this is the plan.

Sunday I will smile, accept birthday gifts wrapped in xmas paper and proceed in getting horribly drunk at some point in the proceedings,

Then I will make some plans for a SECOND birthday like the queen possibly halfway through the year.

I wonder if my brother fancies having a JOINT birthday in June


Big Fashionista x x

Tuesday, 14 December 2010

SureSlim UK Diet - Week 12

This week is brought to you by the letter T

For Tired.

I am tired, very very tired. Everyone in my household is ill. There has been fainting, vomiting, blood tests the works and this means that MUMMY has to step up and put herself last.

So T is for tired this week.

And do you know what happens when you are tired? you EAT. Bad, bad food that at any other time you wouldn't even want to eat. Or you can't face cooking and just nibble on stuff. Or you spend the week eating Rice cakes for lunch before realising they are not on your diet plan!!!!!

Tiredness is a dietbusting ho bag in my opinion.

It was an emotional week too with the anniversary of my fathers death and I know that I am an emotional eater. I'm sad, I eat. I'm happy I eat. Any emotion gets pushed back down with food.

So how did I do this week?

I stayed the same!!!!!!!!!!!

not a lb on, not a lb off and quite frankly i will take that this week.

It seems that my body has found a level that it feels happy with. I would like to lose about a stone more but at least I know that when I reach my target I will be able to maintain that weight.

It is Christmas very soon and I think with all the parties coming up I am switching my strategy from trying to lose weight to trying to not put it on. I am relaxing a bit but am not taking my eyes off the prize.

So 12 weeks in and 2 stone 7lb off. and in all that time I have never put on a single lb.

By jove I think i've cracked it.

Till next week x x

Big Fashionista x x

Monday, 13 December 2010

Don't Forget Nom of the Year

Don't forget to vote on my Nom of the year post.

It's still a close run thing so I expect you to choose your vote wisely.

So whether you are drooling over for Depp

Gaga for Gerard

or want to f................. Puck !!!!!!!

Go and leave your vote on the original post like NOW.

Voting will close Thursday night!!!!!!!!

Big Fashionista x x

Feed me, feed me, feed me baby

I have a confession to make.

I think I am turning into a feeder!!!!!!

Since I started my diet TWELVE weeks ago. (weigh in tomorrow) I have learnt to not only eat with my mouth but with ALL my senses. Especially my eyes.

Now I know the calorie content of EVERYTHING. of course I do, i'm a woman. And I now know what I can and can't eat. There is food that should NEVER pass my lips again that quite frankly I MISS.

I used to mope around, I never baked biscuits and cakes but I have now come up with a solution.

I watch other people eat the food that I can't eat.


Look at this cupboard

The only reason I even go to this cupboard is because my Ryvitas are in there. This is the level of temptation I face EVERY day. SOB

But now I watch my children as they eat the doughnuts, my other half as he scoffs hob nobs and I look at their faces and I feel complete.

There has to be other people out there like me, so I'm thinking about setting up a food chat line as a business.

It would go like this.

Ring, ring,


"tell me what you are eating baby, slowwwwwwlllllllly"

"biscuits you say? Take it off baby, take it ALL off. peel that wrapper back slowly and describe it to me"

"oh you know what food I like"

Food porn at its finest.

Although I could imagine tiny size zero women doing their ironing as they fake eating a Kit Kat!!!!!!!! (bitches)

All I need to master now is the art of not drooling as I watch other people eat.

(then maybe I will be allowed back in that restaurant again LOL)

Saturday, 11 December 2010

A day of mourning and celebrating my fathers life.

Today December 12th, back in 2003 was the day my life changed forever.

It was the day that my beloved dad died from the lung cancer that he had been battling for months.

I will never forget this day and every year I use it as a day to reflect on how lucky I was to have a dad like him.

My dad dying came as a shock, I know that sounds strange but my mum and dad had wanted to shield my brother and I from the worst of it. Even though we were adults they wanted to spare us the pain for as long as possible.

When I think of my dad I can smile now. I remember the good times and the bad, (Standing in my bedroom with a lit cigarette behind my back as my dad talked to me about college always stands out-HOW did he not notice!!!!!)

I still find myself picking up books and thinking Dad would love this. before remembering he is no longer here.

I still have his number in my phone, and occasionally I text the number with news of my life (someone else probably has that number by now and is getting REALLY freaked out)

I look at my children and that's when I get sad, as he knew them and loved my eldest two as babies but didn't get to see the wonderful children they have grown into. and my youngest he never met at all. He was a brilliant grandad, this proud strong man would get down on the floor and play with two babies and be horsey for as long as they wanted. (which was a long long time)

I have pictures up on my wall of my dad and although my children sadly don't remember him, we talk about him a lot, He is part of them as much as I am.

My favourite picture of my dad, brother and me.

I do try not to be sad all day. It is actually also my best friends twin sons birthday that day and although I find it extremely hard I try to use the day as a celebration of his life instead of mourning my loss. (That is something that only comes with time)

My christmas lights stay off that night too as sometimes the pain of it all is too much and the sparkly lights and festive cheer seem to mock me and taunt me, I feel on that day I want to block out the christmas cheer and feel sad on my terms.

My Dad's death gave me one gift, and that was to live for the moment. My dad put off doing so much, he had plans for when he retired and he never got  to do any of them. I have a tattoo on my back which says Carpe Diem, Seize the Day and I try to do just that.

So today I will put on my best clothes, my highest heels go and visit my Mum with my family and my brother and we will drink red wine and probably eat indian food together.

There will be tears but they will be tears of sorrow AND celebration

because my daddy was the best and although he isn't here in body I know that he is here in spirit and we are his legacy to the world and I know that we make him proud every day.

This is one of the songs played at his funeral. Anyone who has lost someone can appreciate the beauty in these lyrics.

Big Fashionista x x

Friday, 10 December 2010

Cosmopolitan UK

If you go anywhere near a newsagent over this weekend why not pick up this.

Yep it is January's issue of Cosmopolitan and it is featuring ME.

I am reviewing an eye cream. 

I'm not going to give you any more info than that so go buy one and check me out.

Big Fashionista x x x

Thursday, 9 December 2010

Nom of the year

We have had some great fridays so far haven't we ladies?

Nom or Vom has for me always been the highlight of my blogging week. But as 2010 draws to an end now comes the difficult job of deciding who will be our nom of the year.

So purely for research purposes you understand here are the hottest pics of each Nom or Vom for you to perve (ahem, research) to see which one you vote for to be

Nom Of The Year

So  many delectable men to feast your eyes on!!!! Nom nom indeed. But who gets your vote to have his picture on my blog as the Nom of the year 2010?                                                                                   

Big Fashionista x x                                                                                                                                   

Wednesday, 8 December 2010

I want to be a tree.

Well not ACTUALLY a tree, I just like saying that I do.

Oh never mind, you have to be over a certain age to remember the actual advert. (Sigh, wanders over to comfy chair with walking stick)

It is christmas (in case you hadn't noticed, slaps self for stating the fricking obvious) and people are starting to decorate their homes and put up their trees.

My question to you guys is.

Do you decorate your tree in just TWO colours or do you like it to be a rainbow tree with LOTS of different colours thrown at it?

We all have different tastes. Some people favour a white tree over a green one. Or go for a real tree each year.

I have a 7ft fake green tree which has a brown and gold theme.

How about you?

Tuesday, 7 December 2010

Guest Post

A while ago I tweeted whether anyone would like to do a guest post on my blog and got some phenomenal responses. This one is by @Bicky_ who has opened her heart on this post and I for one am so honoured to have this on my blog.

Over to you Bicky_

It's hard to understand unless you have physically been through it yourself. Even if you've been close to someone suffering from depression, it's nothing like you can imagine. Which is why I wanted to write this. If you read one thing today, please make it this. Even though it won't be short.

I don't want to do this as a woe is me type post. I want to do this because I lose followers everyday on my Twitter because I often rant and rave and feel upset. I just want people to understand why.

I can't pinpoint a time in my life where I thought 'oh that must have started it' because not only do I have a bad memory. I just don't know. Some things it may have boiled down to are as follows;

- I got taken out of my first Primary School in Year 2 because I wore glasses. I'd get new ones and the kids would take them off me, throw them across the playground and totally wreck them.

- I got sent to a new school and made my first best friend (more on him later) but it took me quite a while to become comfortable with the other kids.

- I hated High School. Doesn't everyone? I was bullied the entire way through, back stabbed by friends. And yes I know everyone is but to the point where I don't speak to anyone that I spent those five years with. Not a single one. Not even my 'best friends'.

- In my last school year we had a Year 11 assembly from our Head. He was on about receiving�sad news during the night because there had been a car crash. It's a sort of blur to me but I remember thinking it wouldn't be anyone I knew. Then he said the name and I think I may have stopped breathing, and my heart stopped beating for a minute. He said the name of my first best friend. He was one of the ones that was killed. I just couldn't believe it. I went to my IT lesson and I couldn't stop thinking about the horrendous crash. There was a memorial assembly at school a few days later and I ended up walking home after because I literally couldn't stand it. That messed me up a lot. It was not his fault at all, they were forced into the car. I think partially that's why I did so bad in my GCSEs and why I left college because all I could think about was the crash.

- A lot of stuff has gone in the past couple of years with my parents and family, which I don't wish to delve into. But I felt like I was to blame since I was caught in the middle.

It wasn't till the start of the year that I thought it might actually be depression. I thought I could cope with it myself. I felt weak even saying the word out loud. Who wants to be relying on a tablet to keep you breathing and happy?

So what is depression? I'm sure we all know to an extent.

Depression�is a state of low mood and aversion to activity that can affect a person's thoughts, behaviour, feelings and physical well-being.�Depressed people may feel sad, anxious, empty, hopeless, helpless, worthless, guilty, irritable, or restless. They may lose interest in activities that once were pleasurable, experience loss of appetite or overeating, or problems concentrating, remembering details or making decisions; and may contemplate or attempt suicide.�Insomnia, excessive sleeping, fatigue, loss of energy, or aches, pains or digestive problems that are resistant to treatment may be present.


- Women are twice as likely as men to get depression.

-�1 in 4 British adults experience at least one diagnosable mental health problem in any one year.

-�As many as three in four cases of depression (up to 75% of cases) are neither recognised nor treated.�

-�By the year 2020, major depression will be second only to chronic heart disease as an international health burden (this is measured by its cause of death, disability, incapacity to work and the medical resources it uses).

- About a quarter of suicides in the US are felt to be due to undiagnosed, or misdiagnosed major depression.

So how is it diagnosed? I asked my Dad to make a Doctors appointment, I couldn't bring myself to tell him why. I felt anxious from the minute we started driving to the surgery. I just wanted to get out of the car and bolt as far away and as quickly as I could.

When I got into the room I was glad to have a female Doctor. Something about that made me feel slightly better than if it were a man. I explained to her that I think I might have depression. She gave me a folded piece of paper that I wasn't allowed to look at, told me to go away with it and fill it out when I wasn't thinking of anything else. Answer the questions quickly, without thinking too much about the answer and come back the next day.

I gave the piece of paper to my Dad and told him to look at it. That was my way of telling him. I couldn't bring myself to tell him straight up, even though he is a sufferer himself.

I opened it that evening and it contained questions such as 'How often have you been feeling down in the last week?' And the answers are multiple choice, everyday/more than half the days/some days/not at all.

I took it back the next and my Doctor diagnosed me with moderate depression. I was given a prescription for Citalopram which I've been taking since the start of July. At first I didn't see too much of a difference. I still hated myself more than ever and wanted to die because of that. I've thought about suicide a lot and it's not a nice feeling, feeling like no one would miss you if you were to vanish. That no one would care. It's not selfish of me to think like that, it's how I truly felt.

I honestly don't think this song will be to a lot of readers taste but it's based on suicide and the stories are from families and parents who have been through it, thery are really very sad. I would listen to this song for hours on end because it helped me through. Along with the quote one of the brothers said 'suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem'.

Please watch;

'It's ok to get help. You're going to miss out on so much'.

Now the tablets have been running for a few months, I'm finally starting to step out into that light that seemed like just a tiny flicker of light at the end of the tunnel.

I'm feeling better within myself. I'm laughing more, I'm opening up to my Dad and my best friends about things I thought would just go away, that were stupid things.

If you feel like you're suffering from depression please, please speak to someone, be it a Doctor, a friend or someone in your family. Letting it fester does nothing. I did that because I though I could cope with it on my own but I think in theory, it just made it worse.

If you know someone with depression, listening can really help. And just remember to avoid saying, 'pull yourself together' or other remarks that make the person think that it is their fault that they are ill. When it isn't, not at all. Depression is a physical thing (to do with the amount of Serotonin in your brain releases) rather then something that's mental.

So that's my shortened version of my story. I'm finally getting better but like anyone, I have down days. Which is sometimes why I have time off from my blog or post things that annoy people on Twitter. It's not because I'm seeking attention it's because I use Twitter to vent instead of keeping it all pent up inside. So next time you see someone down, whether it be me or someone else, offer them a kind word or take their mind off it by talking about something totally different. It can make the world of difference.

Don't be afraid to speak out - I'm still here.

Bicky :)

Thank you so much Bicky_ for writing this, It moved me to tears. x x x

Sureslim Diet Week 11

Everyone who has ever been on a diet will understand the week that I have had.

Last tuesday I lost 2lb, I fitted in my inspiration dress that I had been keeping in my wardrobe for the last 5 years.

and I knew that I had a huge night out on Friday which included a christmas dinner and enough alcohol to quench the thirst of 7 sailors.

So what did I do knowing that I had ONE night out?

Thats right, I ATE everything I could see.

It was as though my brain thought I would be having a big night out so it was already going to be a bad week so screw it lets go crazy!!!!

(I swear it was if my mouth was possessed by hungry children)

Why do we do that?

I know from past experiences that I CAN have a night out if I follow the rules correctly and still lose weight but I just couldn't stop myself.

I went to a childrens party Saturday, I apologise if it was one of your children I elbowed out of the way to reach the sausage rolls, and lets not even talk about those little chocolate muffins!!!!!! It was a shameful moment in my life, Can I blame it all on the sugar rush?

So I stepped on the scales this morning like someone facing a firing squad. Fully prepared for the punishment that lay ahead in the form of a couple of pounds ON.

And guess what?

I lost a pound!!!!!

Did I dodge a bullet or WHAT!!!!!!!!!

That now pushes me down into the next stone. which makes me very happy and gives me incentive to dig deep again. I am out again this Saturday night but will be strong enough to avoid alcohol (Maybe just one or two)

I  treat each week as a learning experience and this week I have learnt not to write off a whole week just because of one night out. We've all done it haven't we?

But I'm learning as I go and I have definitely learnt that the feeling I get from a piece of chocolate or sausage roll is NOWHERE near as good as the feeling I get when I pull on a pair of size 14 jeans. x x x

I wonder what next weeks lesson will be :-)

Big Fashionista x x

Monday, 6 December 2010

A Sad Tale or Major Fail?

All across the world there are angels weeping, reindeers are pawing the ground in sorrow and Santa is about to make an extra stop off at Fortnum & Masons to pick up some extra presents for a good little girl called Charlotte Metcalf who has it rough this year.

Did you read her article on Saturday?

Here you go in case you missed it.

Does your heart not bleed for her too?

*Insert sarcastic tone wherever you read me saying something nice.

The sad thing is, this could have been a fantastic story. Of course people who earn a lot are also having to make changes to their lifestyles. The recession has hit everyone hard, I would have found the whole thing a fascinating read if it wasn't for Charlotte's "woe is me" approach to her writing. As well as explaining how she is "poverty-stricken" on her earnings of £500 per week. (This is just HER earnings, not including what her partner earns) she opens her article telling everyone how she used to browse Harrods of an afternoon for fun. (She may have garnered more sympathy from people if she had talked about skinning puppies to make a coat than talk about browsing Harrods on leisurely afternoons)

Charlotte,  most people have NEVER been able to do that, afternoons are for "WORKING" or looking after vomit -stained children who want to draw on your walls with crayons.

Tom Cruise may have had Renee Zellwegger at Hello, but you lost me at Harrods.

When Charlotte talks about trading down to Poundland, you can almost hear the distaste in her writing about it. It is as though she feels she cannot sink any lower than she has.


Most people have to shop at Poundland out of necessity, Or Aldi or even..................gasp....... Lidls

Charlotte Metcalf should have counted her blessings. Instead of focusing on what she DOESN'T have anymore, she should be grateful for what she does have. A roof over her head (In fact, she owns THREE homes) A family, an income. She should stop acting like a brat and get on with it like most people I know have. We have ALL experienced a drop in income but do you see everyone else whining about it?

We roll up our sleeves and get on with it, as this is the British way. One of my friends is currently in temporary accommodation with her daughter, Her mentality is, "well it could be much worse"

You're right hun it could be, all over the country there are people in homeless shelters, there are people currently deciding between putting money on their gas key or eating. There are children being sent to school in shoes with holes in them as they cannot afford to be replaced.

THAT IS POVERTY-STRICKEN...........................

Going without an eye cream you used to be able to pick up on a leisurely afternoon trip to Harrods is NOT.

What do you think?

Big Fashionista x x

Thursday, 2 December 2010

Nom or Vom

The lovely @beautyreigns made a suggestion for this weeks Nom or Vom which I was quite happy to research thoroughly. The hyperactive Ty Pennington from Extreme Makeover seems to be a favourite of hers and who am I to deny the world some pictures of a man who if he sat down and shut up would make a valuable addition to my stable of hot men.

So thank you @Beautyreigns for your suggestion.

It's Friday....................

It's Nom or Vom

Ty Pennington

The man is like a hopped up on acid puppy dog.

With a cute face obviously.

I like a man who is handy with his tools ;-)

So what do we think people?

Nom or Vom?


Wednesday, 1 December 2010

A real woman?

I have been told that I have to hand in my lady parts at the door because apparently i'm not a "Real Woman"

My crime?

I have never seen Sex in the City the Movie

1 OR 2

and to be completely honest, I feel no shame in this.

(So there)

I don't wear heels over four inches (standing up) and the chances are my undies don't match.

Does this make me less of a real women?

I don't think so.

In MY opinion a real women is one who is true to herself and her friends and family, and the same goes for a real man.

I'm not going to get into a debate about stereotypes because frankly i'm too cold and I cannot be bothered.

What do you think makes a real women?

Now where is this pile of lady parts I need to add mine to?

Big Fashionista x x

Christmas Cheer (SCREAM)

Yes, I get it, December the 1st means that christmas is fast approaching and everyone is happy (blah blah blah)

and yes my inner child is opening day one of her calender but trust me, the outer me, the mummy part is SCREAMING that I have nothing done, my children won't have anything they want on Christmas day and the whole thing will be a HUGE disaster that will end with me pouring myself into a bottle of wine and falling asleep under the table (It was ONCE ok, just ONCE)

The expectations put upon me as a mother are immense.

My nine year old son has done his christmas list in the form of a PowerPoint presentation!!!!!
(I don't even know how to access Powerpoint!!)

My four year old pushed the Argos catalogue in front of me and said "I want everything that is pink!!!!!"

and the ten year old either wants a Laptop or a Guinea Pig!!! (Got to admire her negotiation skills haven't you?)

And this is all without sorting out food, presents for family, who's going where on Christmas day (That's a minefield in itself) and the decorations..... oh the decorations!!!!!!!!!!

Do you want to see my house at Christmas?

It certainly stands out!!!!

when we turn the lights on the whole road dims for a minute while the electricity company re-routes more power to our home (and counts the pennies it makes from us)

So Christmas is a big thing in our house and the weight of expectation lays heavily upon my shoulders.

(I might get nanny to tell my children about how she used to only get an orange for christmas-Ha that will teach them)

So while you are all singing God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, I will be singing about resting all ye unmerry mummys out there who are stressed up to the eyeballs.

How stressed are you about Christmas? (go on, make me feel better about my panic)

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