Thursday, 28 February 2013

Anti-social media



Klout and Kred,

Peer index,

Google Plus

Or Stumbleupon, instead.



Make sure you're on Vine too

Our social media,

Outreach team

Is going to email you.



Candy Crush Lite,

Is anyone else finding,

That they don't have time

To write?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista.

Tuesday, 26 February 2013

All the women, who independent.....

There has been a lot of talk recently about people being disappointed they couldn't get tickets to Beyonce's latest tour.

Me? Well I'm just disappointed in Beyonce.

THIS is the woman who sang,

"Question: Tell me what you think about me
I buy my own diamonds and I buy my own rings
Only ring your cell-y when I'm feelin lonely
When it's all over please get up and leave
Question: Tell me how you feel about this
Try to control me boy you get dismissed
Pay my own fun, oh and I pay my own bills
Always 50/50 in relationships"

Which is, nice.

She sang about paying her own bills, taking no shit and being independent, let's face it, Beyonce is legendary for being ballsy, brave and strong. Her tunes have, over the years, become ANTHEMS for women wanting to achieve things on their own and be the amazing women they knew they could be.

And then Beyonce announces her new tour and what does she call it?

The Mrs Carter Show!!!!!!

Headbutts desk. (Or kitchen worktop if you prefer, Beyonce)

Seriously Beyonce? What was going through your head when you named your tour The Mrs Carter Show?

To me, it really doesn't scream independence, it doesn't even ask its husbands permission to be independent.

If Beyonce was standing in front of me now singing, "All you women who independent, throw your hands up at me"

And she had the AUDACITY to lift her hand up, I would be all up in her face clicking my fingers in a z-formation giving her a "uh-uh, oh no she di'nt" look of disbelief.

Mrs Carter Show?

Yes, yes, we get it Beyonce, you're married now, congratulations, but the ring goes on your finger hun, not through your nose.

What's the next tour called? Blue Ivys mummy tour?

Beyonce puts on a great show, she has achieved some fantastic things in her career and from a woman who sang so loudly about independence it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth to read that she has given herself over so readily to just being "Mrs Carter" as though that is all she is now.

But I am nothing if not fair. So I am turning the floor over to you guys.

I want to know what YOU think about it all.

Is Beyonce putting the dependent in independent?

Or am I reading too much into the name of her tour and is it just a tip of the hat to the man she loves?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista xx


G-L-A-M at The Oscars

I love the build up to The Oscars, (I also take a certain pleasure from watching it in my Onesie while eating cake)

Pretty dresses, make-up, glamorous jewels, what's not to love? Oh the excitement.

(Seriously, I'm starting to think that The Oscars was the nearest thing I am going to get to a party in 2013)

The one thing that I don't understand though is how many people, including the media actually sit and watch The Oscars with the sole purpose of tearing peoples fashion choices apart like a pack of hungry fashionista wolves.

You could practically smell the arousal of the fashion pack when Ann Hathaway came prancing down the red carpet, (admittedly her nipples/darts on dress did arrive five minutes before her)

I didn't quite understand her dress choice but it was exactly that, a choice.

I've never understood who makes these fashion rules that say you can't wear this, you can't wear that.

Screw that.

Wear what makes you happy, whether you are walking the red carpet, food shopping, or doing the school run.

Life is too short to play it safe, to save something for best or to stick with the pack.

I don't know about you, but I want to stand out from the crowd, people may have HATED Bjork's swan dress, but when you think Oscars fashion, you know that you remember the outfit.

But can you remember ANYONE else's outfit from that year?

Why try to blend in, when you were born to stand out?

What do you think? Do you enjoy the Oscars red carpet or do you find the bitchiness uncomfortable as well?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista xxx


Monday, 25 February 2013

In defence of Katie Price

Right, now this is something a little different from me. I am actually coming out in defence of a zeleb (Yep, I spelt that correctly) who I really don't have a lot of time for.

Miss Katie Price/Andre/Reid/haven't got a clue and can't be arsed to Google.

Now in my opinion this woman has done more to damage the sanctity of marriage than any gay couple could ever do, if I was gay and in a loving relationship I have to admit that I would be more than slightly pissed off that she can get married so easily and yet I couldn't.

(Erm, ok, so my "defence" needs some work)

BUT, I've seen a lot of people absolutely disgusted that she is pregnant and I for the life of me cannot work out why?

Surely it is up to her if she gets with sprog?

Or am I wrong? I think I missed the memo which says any womans womb becomes public property when they become famous? Yes I admit, I will probably sneer at the name she decides to call it on twitter, but that's me, I'm a bitch.

But people tweeting that a married woman is a disgrace for getting up the duff is probably pushing it just slightly too far for my taste.

I know that I wouldn't like it if my choices were questioned every time I dared to breathe. (In, not out, obviously)

Let the woman be for Gods sake, it's her life, she isn't instagramming her minge left right and centre or tweeting about drugs, she might not be to everyone's taste (including mine) but surely it is her life?

If she wants to fall pregnant, that's up to her.

But if she DOES Instagram or Vine the birth, me and her are going to have a falling out.

What do you think? Is she "a disgrace" or do you think she is entitled to shoot kids out of her vagina whenever she damn well chooses?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista xxx


Saturday, 23 February 2013

Build-A-Bear review

Now I am usually not one for reviews but when I was offered the chance to go to Build-a-bear I jumped at the chance. (I was slightly disappointed I had to take a child but hey, it gave me a chance to keep a six year on her best behaviour for a week, so everyone is a winner)

If you have children then you may well be acquainted with the phenomenon that is Build-a-bear but if you haven't, then I suggest you start taking notice as they make an excellent present. (And not just for kids either)

For the review, I took not only the 6 yr old but my two elder children as well, not thinking that an 11yr old and 12 yr old would be interested in bears.

How wrong was I? I went in for one bear, I came out with a menagerie of animals.

The Build-a-Bear concept is simple, you don't just pick a bear off a shelf and pay for it, you CREATE it, from the choosing of the bear to the stuffing and even giving it a heart, (which needs a kiss before it goes in, obviously) You have the option of dressing your bear as well and if you have the inclination and the funds you can make your bear into the best-dressed bear in the kingdom.

The bear building is split into stages and my children were entranced at every stage, first they chose their bear and then went to the stuffing section, each team-member who works at Build-a-bear is extremely enthusiastic and really gives each child their attention, my daughter who chose a dog had to prove that she would have the energy to look after her new friend by running the length of the shop as well as doing star jumps and even press ups. (She certainly went to bed happier, if a little more tired than usual) after the stuffing, where you even get to choose how stuffed you want your new friend, we moved onto the grooming station where you can spend time brushing and air drying your bear to make sure it starts its new life with you in perfec condition. After grooming we moved onto the clothes, (did you know dogs could wear roller-skates? Or hot dog costumes? Me either)

The next step after the stuffing, beautifying and dressing up is the birth certificate, this gives the child a chance to name it's new friend and makes a great keepsake and a way never to forget its birthday. The certificate is printed off at the till and is wrapped in a little bow and tucked in the box that the bear comes in to make the ceremony complete. Of course no building of a bear would be complete without reciting the Bear Promise which my daughter did solemnly with a little help from the rest of the shop.

Of course you can buy bears from anywhere, and yes, some are cheaper but I have come to the conclusion that with Build-a-bear you aren't just paying for a toy, you are building a friend. The whole trip is an experience and a lot of fun. As I mentioned before, I went in to review the store and get one bear but I ended up walking out paying for another two bears and I did so gladly as my children had so much fun in the store.

I definitely recommend trying out Build-a-bear if you haven't done so before, my children have not let their bears out of their sight since purchasing them as well, putting a little more effort into the making of them means that they also put more effort into loving them.

Build-a-bear is definitely a fun way to spend some time with your child and walk away with not just a bear but a new friend for your child.

Now who wants to take me to build a bear? Because I have my eye on a teddy and I've even picked out a name.

Have you been to Build-A-Bear?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista. xxx

(Disclaimer; This bear was provided for review purposes but all words are my own and if the fact that I then went on to buy two more bears doesn't convince you we had a great time, nothing will)


Friday, 15 February 2013

Her name was Reeva Steenkamp

Reeva Steenkamp.

That was her name. Her name was not, "Oscar's model girlfriend" "Oscars lover" or even "FHM model"

Her name was Reeva Steenkamp and she is dead.

I don't know what happened on February 14th, and it is not my place to speculate. It is not amusing, or fodder for some has-been comedians to practice their one-liners on social media networks.

Reeva Steenkamp lost her life.

She deserves her name to be used, not just pictures of her in bikinis.

What do you think?

Big Fashionista xx

Thursday, 14 February 2013

Massacre of Valentines Day

While everyone else is celebrating Valentines Day, I have decided to be the Valentine Grinch and ask you,

What was your WORST Valentines Day experience EVER?

It could be anything from getting a giftwrapped Hoover for Valentines Day to being dumped on the most romantic day of the year.

I promise not to laugh. (I'm too busy sobbing my way through the day anyway)

If it helps, This year I have a school assembly with one child today and then Parents Evening for another one.

Fun huh?

So let me know your worst Valentines Day ever.

and let us all have a group hug x x x

Big Fashionista x x x

Tuesday, 12 February 2013

PopeStars, the nominations.

So it was announced yesterday that the Pope is to resign.

Is it just me, or does something just not sit right about this? Aren't we ALL tired, I'm bloody exhausted. You don't see me jacking it all in to sit on the sofa and watch Jeremy Kyle do you?

The cynic in me must wonder whether there is a direct link between the fact that the Pope recently joined Twitter and now resigning. I am sensing a Jason Manford/Vernon Kaye scenario here.

Ok 'fess up. Who got the DMs of the Pope's penis? Was it you?

Now being quite a forward thinking young lady, (yes, I said lady, deal with it) I have decided to throw my hat into the ring to be appointed the next Pope. There are many, many reasons why I think I would make an excellent Pope.

Please bear in mind that until this position became available, I was quite happy to settle for being the President of the United States of America.

Now, I'm just disappointed I set my sights so low.

So firstly, I look fricking awesome in a dress. Trust me on this (Unless you've seen me in one, then just nod, agree and give me your vote)

Secondly, I am young, (SHUT UP) all the previous Popes have been older than God himself, and I'm not saying that being Gods loudspeaker is exclusively a young mans game but perhaps it is time to give someone a go who perhaps won't look like he is about to die at any minute.

My third reason for filling in the application and it is my secret weapon, is that I am
female. There hasn't been a female Pope before has there? Surely it has to be a woman this time, doesn't it? Doesn't it?  

So there you go, that is my plea for becoming the next Pope, I would love to make it through to the next round, (Unless it is a swimsuit round, in which case, God help you all)

Vote BF for Pope,

You know it makes sense.

Big Fashionista x x

Would you like to state your case for becoming the Pope? What can you bring to the party that no-one else can?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x

Monday, 11 February 2013

Blogging competitions

Now I don't know about you, but I am getting pretty sick of emails offering me the "WONDERFUL OPPORTUNITY" to write a blog post for a company, with about thirty million links included for the CHANCE to win a prize.

To me this just reeks of advertising, and not only that but free advertising at that. Now I know that there are bloggers out there that get involved in things like this, and I am not here to judge you for it. (I will a little bit, but hey, that's just me, I'm a bitch)

BUT, it isn't for me and I get mortally offended each time one of these emails hits my inbox with all the subtlety of a Katie Price wedding dress.

But I am starting to fight back, I've decided that what I am going to do is compile a list of all these companies that want to put links on my blog for free (and then just try to sweeten the deal by DANGLING the chance to win products in front of me, like I am some sort of donkey-quiet you) and when I have enough of them, I am going to send them THIS email.

DEAR Company (They call me blogger, I will extend them the same courtesy)

I have an exciting opportunity for you, don't thank me yet, but you will, yes you will. Here at Big Fashionista we like to recognise companies such as yours (and try to screw every last bit of publicity out of them.) so I am offering you this ONCE IN A LIFETIME (or until the next time I want some free publicity) opportunity to work with me with absolutely NO BENEFIT to yourself whatsoever.

What I would LOVE for you to do is, use your hard-earned time to write an article about just how AMAZINGLY WONDERFUL I am, therefore sending shit-loads of traffic to my site, increasing my chance to charge for advertising, and get YOUR readers to discover just how super I really am and spend all their money with me.

And what, I hear you ask, is in this for you? Um, well I hadn't really thought about that. (Looks around desk for a voucher just laying around) Well I am giving you and a hundred other companies who will write about how great I am, the chance of winning some STUFF!!!!

I know, I know, I am just TOO good to you. I will also repost the WINNING post onto my blog, and expect you to retweet the SHIT out of it, therefore driving even MORE traffic to my site.

If you would LOVE to enter my competition, then please reply to my email and remember companies, this is a WIN, WIN situation.

Obviously, I win, and um........... did I mention there is a chance to win free stuff?

Big Fashionista x x x

What do you think? Anyone else fed up of being treated like this? Do those emails make you feel as if you are being taken advantage of, or do you like to enter these competitions, free links and all?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x x

Friday, 8 February 2013

Nom or Vom

And here we are, it's Friday once more and that can only mean.........

Nom or Vom.

This weeks Nom or Vom is, I assume going to split you down the middle, (in a non-sexual way of course. God, that sounded awful didn't it?)

So without further ado,

Ladies and Gents, this weeks Nom or Vom is..............

Paddy McGuinness

What do YOU think of Paddy?

Let the Nom, see the Vom.

Let me know.

Big Fashionista xx


Wednesday, 6 February 2013

Celeb Rant-Kim Kardashian

Saying that Kim Kardashian is my least favourite Kardashian is a bit like saying Chlamydia is my least favourite STD.

I literally cannot stand the woman, and reading today that Kim Kardashian was the most searched person on Yahoo & Bing in 2012 just makes me want to pull the plug on the internet altogether. (although I have had fun wondering what other words were used with her name, let me know what you come up with)

Recently Kim was heard to voice concerns about how big her arse will get during pregnancy!!!

Now for someone who saw her career skyrocket after a sex tape, (and knowing how big-headed Kanye West is) if you ask me, her worry should be exactly how big her vagina is going to get!

Sweetheart, I don't feel that you are prioritising correctly here.

Think of your *cough* "career" *cough*

What the hell is she going to say to her child in the future when her child asks her why she is famous anyway?

She is basically a reality tv star, she may dress it up as that she is now a fashion designer, and whatever the hell else it is that she does, but when it comes down to it, she is an American Amy Childs who made a porn tape.

and for that alone, she will forever and a day be to me, Chlamydia in a fancy frock.

What do you think of Kim Kardashian? Is she a shrewd business woman or are you bored with the whole Kardashian thing now?

And is anyone else just waiting for the baby clothing line to come out? Because all that babies need to look good is peplum, don't you think?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x x


Tuesday, 5 February 2013

Unapologetic? Well you should be.

Alright Rhi-Rhi, put down the joint and listen up (and shut your legs a bit luv, there's a good lass)

Right Miss, whatever the hell your surname is anyway, we need a chat. Now usually I don't go in for slut shaming, (or Ho Bag hollering, whatever it is called, I'm so down wiv da kidz) but something has to give here.

I am the mother of two daughters and a son, and while I don't expect you to know them by name, what I DO expect for them from you, is just a little social responsibility.

Now, I am a teeny-tiny blogger, not even a blip on the internet in comparison to you and I am still wary of what I put out there for the world to see. (stop laughing at the back) and what you won't see me doing is posting pictures of myself with drugs, (Drugs are bad kids) glamourising that shit and acting as if it is acceptable. Because it isn't Rhi-rhi, it really isn't.

It's bad enough that you are doing it, but INSTAGRAMMING it? That just shows no class darling,

Now, shall we begin on the romanticizing of your abusive relationship with Chris Brown?

Whilst I do think that every woman has a right to choose who she wants to be in relationship with, is the man that smacked seven kinds of shit out of you, really the one for you? Even if you are not in a relationship with the man now, how could you even bear to be in the same room as him? We've all read the police reports, and quite frankly they make for some scary reading.

Why on earth ANYONE would voluntarily choose to then go back to a man when she has not only the funds but the OPTION to never have to see him again, is beyond me. There are women caught in domestic violence situations who DON'T have a way out. SHE DID, and she went back. What kind of example is she setting to her fans there?

So Rhianna, what I want you to do for me is to go and sit and have a good hard think about what sort of role-model you are going to be for your fans.

Because quite frankly, at the moment you are letting them all down.

And your "boyfriend" is a cunt.

Big Fashionista x x x


Monday, 4 February 2013

Does Harry have Style(s)

Now it has been a while since I got a bit "ranty" (Checks watch, I'm talking hours here, not minutes.)

So I thought that I would dedicate the week ahead to telling a couple of celebrities out there what I really think of them, and because it has been a while since I have received death threats, (checks watch again) why not start with a pop star out there that really does need a good talking to.

Master Harry Styles.

Now I remember watching X Factor when One Direction were on my telly box every week thinking, "Ahhhhhhh, look at those sweet little boys, they will go far. (or was it, I wish they would go far away, I can't quite remember)

Then that very naughty boy Harry was caught on camera telling Matt Cardle how much pussy he was going to get, (Matt Cardle always looked like more of a dog person to me, I must admit) and I knew then that it was all going to go downhill from there.

So I think that Mr Styles needs a bit of advice from an older woman, (And I don't mean in a Caroline Flack sort of way either) and my first piece of advice to Harry Styles would be this.

STOP DRAWING ON YOURSELF WITH CRAYONS, because I'm sorry but that is what it looks like. Tatts? Yep, go for it. Writing what looks like shopping lists and inspirational sayings, stolen from tweets from The Notebook just looks naff. STOP IT IMMEDIATELY.

My second piece of advice would have to be, Taylor Swift. Just don't do it mate, that bird is like a Venus flytrap. You know when you were shagging her and she was humming? She was working out the songs for her next album even then, RUN AWAY, and never look back.

I would like my third piece of advice to Harry to be about singing some good tunes for once, but I think if I have got this far without being murdered by One Direction fans then this bit of advice would probably tip them over the edge.

So Harry Styles, fix up a bit. There's a good boy. Take a long sip from a glass of calm the fuck down and just enjoy your youth and fame while it lasts.

Because otherwise in 20 years time you are going to look REALLY crap on ITV2's The Big Reunion.

What do you think about Harry Styles?

Just a young lad who is making the most of his 15 minutes?

Should someone take his felt tips away from him?

Or is he just soooooooooooo dreamy?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista xxx

PS, all anon hate comments will be posted but make sure you have a dictionary with you or otherwise I will laugh at your bad spelling, and Harry will never love you.



Friday, 1 February 2013

Nom or Vom

So blogger is being a bit of a tit at the moment and refusing to let me upload pics which makes Nom or Vom a bit difficult so I am trying this way, via the blogger app. (One pic has to be better than none, right?)

So this weeks Nom or Vom is inspired by last nights The Big Reunion, now I toyed with the idea of Abz but then realised that he is a bit of a twat, so this weeks Nom or Vom is no other than J from 5ive.

So let me know, ladies and gents.

J from 5ive,

Nom or Vom

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