Nom or Vom

It's Friday, it's nearly the weekend.

It can only be Nom or Vom.

Today's Nom or Vom is one that I like, I like his character in the TV series The Mentalist and I like his cheeky grin and lovely eyes. 

Today's Nom or Vom is Simon Baker.

Ladies and Gents, what do you think?

Nom or Vom?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x

Week 3 weigh-in with Weight-Away

Phew. Well that's been a long week. After staying the same last week after going away I was determined to get straight back to it with the healthy eating. I stocked up on fresh fruit and vegetables to go with my Weight-away meals and apart from a small indiscretion with a jar of Ikea Chocolate spread that screamed until I stopped it screaming permanently. (Small tip, put a dollop on a plate and then freeze it, I gnawed at that spread like a rat in a trap chewing it's own leg off) I upped my water intake as well this week (No kettle, means less coffee) and the one thing I have definitely noticed is an increase in energy levels, which means I have started to consider exercise. (Baby steps) 

So how have I done this week? 

I LOST 4lbs. 

What with losing 7lb in the first week and staying the same last week due to holiday, this means that I have now lost 11lb in 3 weeks. 

When I first agreed to review this diet on my blog for 3 months I was excited but I never thought I would see an 11lb loss in three weeks. I'm interested to see how far I can take this in the three months I review it. 

So far I have lost 1 inch off my bust, 3.5 inches off my waist and a inch off my hips, as well as 2 inches off my thigh! 

In the short term I would love to lose 3lb next week to make a stone in a month but any loss is still great. 

I'm still loving the meals. Granola is my favourite breakfast and Tomato and Basil soup for lunch and you can't beat the Vegetable Chilli for dinner with a HUGE side salad. 

What do you think of my weight loss so far? 

Let me know. 

Big Fashionista x x 

Mutually Beneficial, Part Seven Hundred and Thirty Two

It takes a lot to get me angry, (No, honestly. Oh stop laughing) but an email I received today from a digital marketing company today had me so angry today that I just had to share.

I am a great believer in the words "mutually beneficial" and in the past I have worked with some great PR companies, some superb marketing and SEO companies and some great in-house PR teams. But on a day to day basis I also have to deal with many emails from companies wanting to take advantage of my wide base of readers by offering me FREE content (whoo hooo) and all they ask for in return is just one link back to their client. 

Purses lips, waggles finger. NUH-UH.

You want an ad, you pay for an ad. It is a simple as that. 

Some companies come back with a figure, some come back with an excuse that they have no budget, but most don't come back at all. 

And then today, I get this. An email from a digital marketing company offering me free content at no charge to myself.... Yada, yada, yada.

I fired off my usual reply of "and I assume you will be wanting to put a link into this free content? What is your budget for this?" 

And I get this in reply...

So Tom doesn't want to pay me? But he wants a link? And he phrases it in such a way as if he is DOING ME A FAVOUR? 

No Tom, no. When I use the term 'mutually beneficial' I mean that we both get something out of it. I fail to see what I gain from you placing a link on my blog to your clients site apart from some 'free content' which is just the method of transport for your link anyway. It's not as if you actually care what the article will say, as long as the link works, right?

So what do we think about this method of approach? 

Is it acceptable? Or is it just the lazy face of link building? 

And what is in this for me apart from giving Tom my eternal gratitude for saving me from those mean nasty bullies, Google by offering NOT to pay me. That's a true sacrifice Tom, I don't know how I can ever repay you for that one. 

I'd love to hear your thoughts. 

Big Fashionista x x

Teenage me.

Over the weekend I found some pictures of myself as a teenager. It's kind of hard as a 37 year old woman with a daughter who is about to hit her own teenage years to see pictures of herself when she was that age. 

Age 16

Age 19

Was I nostalgic for those times? A little, however I think that I am a much better and happier person now than I was at 16. (Although if I could have the waist and boobs I had at 16, that would be great, thanks) Being a teenager is hard and although I want to try to avoid turning this into one of those "A letter to my 16yr old self" posts, I wish I could grab that teenage me and just say, "ENJOY it, live it, worry less about what others think of you and just cherish what you have. (A tiny waist and a great rack amongst other things) 

I am at a point in my life where I am happy, content and confident in what I have and what I want. 

16yr old me, it will be ok in the end..

Because in life, f it's not ok, it's not the end. 

How about you? What do you think when you see old pictures of yourself? What would you tell your 16yr old self? 

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x

North West? Not the best.

Yo, Kanye, I'm really happy for you, I'll let you finish, but Jason Lee has one of the best baby names of all time. One of the best baby names of all time.

(Pilot Inspektor, in case you were wondering, there is a child googling 'How to change your name by deed poll' in his sleep)

Kanye and Kim have named their child North?

I actually like the name North, it is simplistic and not too wacky, but if you add in the surname West and think it will be kinda cool, then frankly you shouldn't be in charge of naming the family puppy!

I NEVER comment on the names people call their children, I think it is a personal choice.

BUT COME ON, Kanye and Kim. Do you HATE your child already to saddle it with that name? Does Kim blame the child for the media calling her fat for the last nine months and this is her evil revenge?

Sure, Kanye and Kim, I bet right now you think it is cute to call your child North West, (Although personally if you are going for the giggles you may have wanted to consider calling it Go) but when that child is 15, she isn't going to thank you, I hated my parents for calling me Kelly! God only knows what your child is going to say about you.

I REALLY hope that Kanye & Kim are just messing with the media, I would tip my hat to them if they were. but knowing that column inches are like oxygen to Ms Kardashian, I suspect that this is the real deal.

Unfortunately.

And another thing that has surprised me is that they have ended the run of names starting with a K.

Which does please me as I think they would be running out of options and may have started looking at the name Kellie, and I really don't think that I have the energy to change my name...... again.


So what do you think?

North West?

Genius, or stupidity?


Let me know.


Big Fashionista x x

Nom or Vom

Now this one looks slightly too young for me. (He's 27, it's ok, it's ok) but I thought you guys might appreciate looking at the younger brother of actor James Franco, (who was a pretty popular Nom or Vom, I must say) 

Ladies and Gents, 

Dave Franco.

So what do we think? 

Nom or Vom?

And am I going mad or does he look more like the younger brother of Rylan than James Franco?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x 

The Silence Of The Daims

Can you hear that screaming? You may not be able to hear it as loudly as I can, it started off as a whisper and over the last couple of days it has got steadily louder and louder until now I cannot hear anything else.

(No, I haven't 'accidentally' locked a child in the cellar again)

In my cupboard, there is a jar of Ikea chocolate spread with butterscotch pieces (Daim bar, it has pieces of Daim bar in it!!!!)

Or as I like to call it, fat girl CRACK.

God, that bugger can scream, and it isn't in Swedish either! I am impressed by its grasp of the English language. The jar was given to me by a well-meaning friend and at first, it just whispered, as all chocolate does.

Eat me, eat me, eat me.

But it seems like hourly, it is getting louder.

What started off as just a murmur that can easily be ignored,

EAT ME, EAT ME, EAT ME.

is slowly becoming unbearable.

EAT ME, EAT ME, EAT ME.

and the bloody thing is getting so persuasive, "Just open the jar and sniff me" "Just a spoonful, that won't hurt your diet" "You know you want my creamy goodness poured down your throat" (Oh hang on, ignore that last one, that was something else)

So far, the jar is safe. I can't eat just a spoonful, I am not one of those mythical beings that can just sniff the jar. The minute the lid comes off, GAME OVER.

EAT ME, EAT ME, EAT ME.

Apart from throwing it away, (Because that isn't going to happen) does anyone have any suggestions how I can shut the damn thing up?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x

Week 2 weigh in with Weight-Away

Now let's bear in mind that I have been away for four days, four days where perhaps my choices were not quite what they could be. Four days of enjoying everything that I put in my mouth without experiencing guilt. I like to think that I made healthy choices, but there were cheeseburgers, with bacon, and um.. fries too. 

Plus, it's that time of the month where I usually bloat up like a scared puffer fish. 

So I genuinely didn't know how this weeks weight journey was going to go. I had three days where I stuck to the diet religiously and I have discovered a new favourite, Tomato & Basil soup, which is so delicious I think I could live on it, and four days where I tried to make the best of a situation which in the future I know I will face again. 

And my weight, STAYED THE SAME. 

I'll take that, I ate healthily and well and for the three days I was eating the Weight-Away meals once again I felt full and satisfied and happy. And although I didn't lose any weight this week, usually after a long weekend I would have definitely put weight on and even being time of the month is usually enough to add a couple of pounds too so it will be interesting to see in the next week how well I do.

I'm looking forward to the week ahead as I feel like once again I've come out on top. No loss, but no gain either. 

I'm a happy, healthy eater, that's for sure.

Big Fashionista x x

Nom or Vom part 2

So RM is not your cup of tea?

How about Henry Cavill?

Better? 

What do you think? 

Nom or Vom?

Big Fashionista x x 

Nom or Vom

Well he IS available!!!!

Ladies and Gents......

Mr Rupert Murdoch. 

Nom or Vom?

Big Faahionista x x

When Bad Photoshop Happens To Good People.

What the HELL has happened to Beyonce's legs? They aren't going to be able to hold her arse up are they? In fact I am concerned that she has been dipped in photoshop SO many times that she may drown. 

Why do companies INSIST on photoshopping people to this extent? People know that Beyonce has a figure to die for, why have her in a Cavelli dress and then photoshop her legs practically out of existence? What does that achieve? It certainly doesn't look realistic at all and this wouldn't make me desire a Cavelli dress at all. 

In fact, this level of photoshop is pure deceit and puts me off even more. 

What you think. 

Big Fashionista x x

The Devil's Carriages or Buses, If You Prefer.

Yesterday was rather traumatic, (No I didn't lose my eyeliner, and that would be slightly more traumatic for you lot rather than me) 

Long term readers of both this blog and my Twitter feed know that me and buses are not a match made in heaven, in fact, it is my opinion that buses are only painted red so that they don't clash with hell, which is from whence they came. Buses are truly the work of the Devil, not only that but passengers are devil minions.

I can just about handle the bus, IF it is empty. put one other person on that bus and not only will they come and sit on the seat right next to me but they will then decide that I look like a really nice person to spill their life story to. (I'm not) 

But yesterday took the carrot stick, (yes, I know it should be biscuit but I am on a diet)

There I am sitting on the seat that is just past the exit door, minding my own business. (trying not to strangle random strangers and growling at people who even looked as though they wanted to sit next to me on the half empty bus) when suddenly from the raised seat behind me a man sneezed.

And then, my neck felt wet. 

Have you ever been so paralysed with fear that you worry that soon your lungs will freeze up and you will die?

I was too scared to touch my neck, in fact part of me was hoping that it was my own blood, possibly from a hole in my skull or something equally as gruesome, which would still me better in my eyes than the gift of mucus. (If I catch a cold, will it count as the gift that keeps on giving?) I sat there, unable to move, staring straight ahead, no-one rushed to my aid, or enquired whether I needed an ambulance (Or some bleach) I didn't even turn my head to punch the man in the face in case it resulted in mucus smearage. I just sat quietly still on the bus in what felt like post traumatic shock.

WHAT IS IT WITH PEOPLE ON BUSES? 

What sort of person sneezes on another person? Is it the same person that always seems to get on the bus eating chips when I am hungry? (Justifiable homicide, no court in the land will convict me) or the person who decides to play their shit music at full volume? (At least play something I can dance along to dude) Do they all wait until I decide to take a bus and then coordinate their attack? I swear, it is enough to make me paranoid. Throw in an old lady who smells of wee, a group of school children on a school trip and a couple having a row and you have a full house.... I mean bus.

I just cannot deal with this level of people all at once, I can understand why you used to be allowed to smoke on buses, to deal with the journey itself.

But alas, although I like to think of myself as a princess, I am not, I know, it was a hard lesson to learn, one I think I am still digesting. (along with that carrot stick) but seeing as I am not going to be able to afford a chauffeur any time soon I need your help and advice on how to make my journeys less........tiresome.


What do you do on the bus?

Are you the sneezing, chip-eating, urine soaked, shit song playing passenger of my nightmares?


Let me know.


Big Fashionista x x x

First week weigh in with Weight-Away

Holy Mother of God, I lost............


Wait for it


7lb

Half a stone!!!

Does a little dance and checks step count, Whoo hoooooooooooo.

It is fair to say that I am extremely happy with my first week's weight loss. I ate so much and so well this week with Weight-Away. Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner are obviously what my body needs, I was the sort of person that skips meals, (Well, I say skip, but to me that sounds a little bit too much like exercise) and then scoffs 3 packets of crisps and justifies it by saying I didn't have dinner.

And apart from Day 4 where I wanted ALL THE HARIBO, everything has been so very easy as well. The meals come pre-packed and are microwaveable, (perfect for a lazy girl like me) and I just add side dishes such as vegetables. to make them into a perfect meal. My favourites so far have been Granola for  breakfast, Tomato & Basil Soup for lunch and Vegetable Chilli for Dinner.

Also I have lost an inch off my bust, TWO AND A HALF INCHES off my waist and an inch off my hips.

Pretty damn good I say.

I don't feel that I have been depriving myself at all, although I have over this last week stayed away from bread as I find that it bloats me up like a puffer fish. (Good imagery, Kel) 

A good start and I also have to add that I didn't experience any of the headaches that I usually associate with starting a diet, my energy levels are up and I feel healthy.

I look forward to seeing how the weight loss continues.

7lb, SEVEN POUNDS!!!!

Go me.


What do you think?

A good start?

Let me know.


Big Fashionista x x x

The Difference between Children and Adults.

When you are a child, you walk around saying, "See this top? Fifty quid it cost me. Yeah that's right, FIFTY quid'

An adult walks around saying, "See this top? A fiver! A fiver!! Bargain or what"!!!!




When you are a child your ultimate goal is to stay up late, the later the better.

As an adult, the thought of being able to go to bed at 7pm fills you with such excitement, you need a lie down.




As a child, you don't want to wear your coat. Coats are for wusses, no-one wears a coat, especially in the playground.

As an adult, you eye up those ski suits that toddlers wear with envy and wish it was socially acceptable to wear them at all times.




When are a child and the phone rings, you instantly assume it is for you and race to the phone elbowing everyone out of the way in the race to answer YOUR call.

As an adult, there is nothing as blissful as ignoring letting a call to go answer phone.




It is a similar situation with post, as a child you look out for the postman and can see him coming a mile away and will mug him on the doorstep for mail, (Ok, children and beauty bloggers) 

As an adult, you walk past the mail on the mat, assume it is just bills and leave it where it is for hours.



Can you think of anymore?


Let me know.


Big Fashionista x x x

Not so Fabulous Magazine.

Now I need to add a disclaimer here. I do NOT buy The Sun, I don't. but this morning I was in my local newsagents and The Sun Newspaper was on the side by the till and I noticed that they had separated the Fabulous Mag into two parts, one part for "him" and one for "her" Instantly my interest was piqued,  bear in mind, this is The Sun who are not exactly known for their gender equality progress.


So I bought it, (although I was tempted to buy a top shelf magazine as well to hide the paper in, but I couldn't reach)

So this is how it was split.

The male section, known as MF, it has Liam Gallagher on the cover looking all mean and moody and the splashes are,

"Beady Eye Exclusive, Liam on booze binges, reforming Oasis and why he is still a rock 'n' roll star"

'Agony and Ecstasy. 25 years of E'

'Train like a British Lion'

'20% off New Look'


The women's cover.

Danni Minogue looking like an evil version of Kylie.

The splashes are.

'Dannii Cool, She's come back fighting from the worst year of her life. Why Miss Minogue is happier going it alone'

'To breed or not to breed. Two women battle it out'

'Get Alba's Abs. No gym required'


I think we can tell where this is going can't we?

I'm surprised women are even going to have a chance to read it, what with having to cook dinner, clean and look after the kids.


Just from the covers it got my back up. In a what the FUCK, kind of way.
I'm scared to even open it. Now as the wonderful Slink Magazine pointed out, (which you can buy here,  SLINK MAG  I'm a contributor this month, by the way) You do have to have a way of generalising when making magazines but this is just so cliche that it hurts.


So I opened the mag.


And then shut it again.


Ok, I will open it again just for you.

Contents of the Mens mag

MF Sets the agenda

Cool Summer Clobber

We 'ave it with Beady Eye and Liam Gallagher

Towie's Lucy Mecklenburgh chats politics (with a topless pic of her)

Richard Bacon on the misery of Stag do's

E talking, how a drug changed Britain

Rugby Ace, George North explains his fitness regime plus we teach you how to surf

Look ace, with these grooming products

Reggie Yates talks proper tailoring

The Fathers Day gifts to add to your list

BBQ like a bloke with this lobster recipe

The best of the fests moments and win tickets to The Isle of Wight festival.

That is the genuine contents page of the men's section, WRITTEN IN THAT TONE. Do you want to know how the women's section reads?

Of course you do.



Contents of Fabulous Mag

Features

The graph of greatness, what we rate and hate this week (Jennifer Anistons ass being one of these things)

Is being a mother a thankless burden or the best job in the world.

It happened to me, I became an astronaut

After the heartache of the last few years a happy healthy Danni Minougue tells us why she is focusing on her son and her work.

Fabulous has two pints of lager and a packet of crisps with Will Mellor.

Fashion & Beauty

Oh god this bit goes on forever and includes how to look as good as Jessica Alba in a bikini and how to be a girlie girl in lack or toughen up in leather.

and then you have the Home and Away section which contains the horoscopes, how to solve your health money and sex dilemmas and a guide to making our week fabulous. (Oh I see what you did there)

All in all I have never come across a bigger pile of sexist claptrap in my life? Why does the mag need to be sectioned off at all? Is hearing about Liam Gallagher too much for our delicate constitution? Will reading about the history of Ecstasy pollute our simple minds?

What the HELL is going on?

Is it me? Am I over-reacting? OR have Fabulous magazine overstepped the mark?

Now my greatest dilemma is to decide whether I line the cat litter tray with it, or take a crap on it myself?


Maybe I should ask a man to make that decision for me?


Let me know your thoughts. (On the magazine, not whether I should crap on it) 


Big Fashionista x x x

Nom Or Vom

I spoke about this guy yesterday and thought it had been a while since he had been on our screens which is a criminal shame as he is delicious. 

What I'm saying here is that this Nom or Vom is for ME. I would Nom him all day long. 

Feel free to leave a Nom or Vom comment but do bear in mind that if you Vom him........

I will find you. 

Ladies and Gentlemen, this weeks Nom or Vom is.

Josh Holloway. 

So what do we think? 

Nom or Vom?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x x

 

Trolls With A Platform And A Voice

Samantha Brick, Liz Jones, Katie Hopkins and now Judith Woods with her spiteful attempt at making Kate Winslet look as if she should have to hand over her womb at the door and go and sit in the corner and think about what she has done. (She's pregnant, oh the Horror)

All of these women are newspaper trolls who seem to make their living trying to make other women feel bad about themselves and while I don't feel that there HAS to be sisterly solidarity just because we all have vaginas, I certainly don't like the thought that we are being targeted purely because we do have vaginas. (I think it is perfectly clear who the cunts are here) 

It's less, sisters before misters and more like, 'Can you just stand there while I try to destroy you for column inches and to become a trending topic"

WHAT IS WITH THESE WOMEN?

I cannot stand it, they are internet trolls with a platform who write inflammatory articles without caring about the outcome.

What's next? Samantha Brick modelling a coat made of puppy skin (Oh hang on, didn't Liz Jones already wear that with her Prada shoes?) whilst talking about which breed is easier to skin?

These ridiculous harpies have US as their targets and they aren't stopping anytime soon. like ignored toddlers they are smearing shit all over the walls to see what sticks.

Do we ignore them?

Do we stand up and fight?

We can all see what they are doing, that's for sure.

and I can see exactly what sort of people they are.


What do you think about Judith Woods and her spiteful and vindictive tirade against Kate Winslet today, and do you think SB, LJ KH and JW are a disgrace to womenkind or just doing what they have to, to survive?


Let me know.


Big Fashionista x x

Fitbit - Day One

This isn't a review, more a sharing of my pain. (Although I will be reviewing this in more detail in the future.) 

Firstly, if I told you I had spent all day playing with a Fitbit, you'd be jealous wouldn't you?

"Who me? Oh I've been fiddling with a Fitbit all day?"

Yes, I may have used that line a couple of times today, let me just say it had the required result. (raised eyebrows and no eye-contact) 

In case you didn't know, a Fitbit is like a sexy pedometer.

It even links to your PC/Mac, and it OBVIOUSLY has an App.

Right, now I know it LOOKS as though I have the get up and go of a dead tortoise but I assure you this is not the case.

Firstly, I didn't set this up properly until lunchtime, I run around like a blue-arsed fly in the mornings

Secondly, I AM LAZY!!!!

Personally, I think that this is quite a good excuse. In fact the best excuse ever.

But the one thing that I found today was that I felt guilty every time I sat down, and considering that I work from home, I sit on my backside rather often. It was like having a silent drill inspector digging me out with silent looks of disapproval. (It's like being judged by my mother) I have caught myself walking up and down the kitchen a couple of extra times.

I'm BLOODY EXHAUSTED.

Hang on, is this EXERCISE?

I curse my competitive nature, I know that however many steps I take today I am going to want to beat it tomorrow, (although I am going shopping tomorrow, let's see how many steps I take at Lakeside)



Anyone else get Fitbit guilt? OR will I get bored?

Let me know.


Big Fashionista x x x

Pregnancy Safety Advice? I Say Avoid Stupid Advice.

Since WHEN were women just incubators for the next generation?

Pregnant women not only have to put up with becoming a 'host' for their offspring, having the life slowly drained from them for nine months until they expel the aforementioned second coming from their vagina (I didn't really enjoy being pregnant, can you tell?) but now we are being warned in an almost doomsday sort of way about things that we must avoid.

SOME, are valid advice. But others are designed purely to remind women that we are just there to deliver a child and then we might as well just die. Ok, so maybe I exaggerate slightly but you get my drift.

Alcohol, cigarettes, yes, they are all bad for you while pregnant, but most women understand that anyway, but Cosmetics? Shower Gel? Tinned food?

Oh get the fuck away from me with your meddling ways, I DARE you to have tried to take my lipstick away from me while I was pregnant, I looked like a Sumo wrestler called Bob, I couldn't sleep, I ached, and quite frankly I felt about as attractive as a naked Donald Trump, (Except I had more hair on my legs than he has real hair on his head) When I could gather up the strength to lift my head from the pile of tinned food I was eating, (See, I make a shit incubator) to look in the mirror, a little bit of lipstick, while not being a miracle worker was just a little bit of comfort to me. Now tell me I can't wear lipstick when I am pregnant, or MOISTURISE!!

I couldn't moisturise? In case it does WHAT exactly? Tell me what harm a moisturiser would do to a foetus?


What else aren't pregnant women meant to do?

Clean.

Paint walls

Oh hang on, I am slowly starting to see a benefit here.


(NOT REALLY) 


Ladies, if you are with foal, let me give you the one bit of advice that I hope you heed. The best thing to avoid during your 9 month imprisonment (Yeah, I really didn't enjoy pregnancy) is........

(The cock that did that to you in the first place is a great place to start) 

STUPID ADVICE.

You know what is right for you and baby. You know what to eat, drink, wear and clean.

Although if you want to avoid doing any cleaning and tidying for the whole nine months, there will be plenty of scaremongering stories on the internet that you can use to back up your case.



What do we think?

Should women be made to feel as if they are just a host?

Are there too many scaremongering stories out there to worry parents-to-be?

Or should all mums-to-be just wrap themselves in cotton-wool (If that is even allowed) and stay in a box for 9 months?


Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x

Open Season On Festival Season.

So the sun comes out,

(Let's not get too used to it just yet. I mean, It's June, it isn't as if it is summer or anything....... oh)

And now talk turns to FESTIVAL SEASON.

Nothing, I mean NOTHING, bores me more than talk of "Festival Season" 

(Hashtag Festival Fashion, Hashtag FUCK OFF) 

From, 'Get The Festival Look' to "What To Wear To Stand Out From The Crowd" to people going on and on and on about who they are going to see, who they saw (Or couldn't see because they were vomiting round the back of a........ zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz) everything gets the word 'Festival' plonked in front on it and suddenly it is achingly cool. 

Well I'm sorry, but like The Daily Mail, I ain't buying it. 

Festivals are MAINLY hype. I love the idea of a festival, but I would love it more if everyone else hated it and I was one of just a few people who attended. I'm not greedy, a couple of hundred at Glastonbury would be just about right for me. I could wander from one stage to another, SEEING who I wanted to see, there would be no queues for the toilets and hopefully some Andrex (other brands of toilet paper also available) 

I would also like it more if I could look achingly cool at a festival, denim cut-offs, vest top, and Hunters (Other brands of wellin... Oh who am I kidding) but instead I would just look like I was an ancient try-hard, and a sweaty mess as well. (Plus these legs are not really built for cut-offs) 

I'm 37 years old, I want comfort, Can I wear my slippers at a festival? (I probably can, can't I?) Do they serve a good wine? Ice cold and the right year? These things are important to me, plus If I do need a quick bathroom break, can the group that are currently playing take a two minute break and wait for me to come back?

I think not. 


So the big festivals are not really for me, I will stay achingly UNCOOL and just nod along when people say that they are really looking forward to festival season. I will watch on BBC3 in my slippers, and pause it when I need to quickly go to the toilet and be all smug when I can use enough toilet paper to wrap a small bungalow. 

I may not be cool, but I'm comfortable, and I think that has to count for something....

Right?


What do you think? 

Are YOU looking forward to festival season? Are you going to any this year or are you like me and can't really see the attraction of wiping your lady garden with your hand and sleeping on a partially deflated air-bed? 


Let me know.


Big Fashionista x x x

Starting my weight loss journey. Less Fashionista.

Apologies if anyone in London, (Oh who am I kidding, the UK) heard me screaming this morning.

I stepped on the scales.

I don't have scales in my house as otherwise the temptation to jump on them after every time I went to the toilet would be too great, so I usually visit Boots The Chemist and use their scales, but it had been a while, I knew that my clothes were getting tighter and tighter but I had partly convinced myself that perhaps it was the clothes that were getting smaller rather than my backside getting bigger.

Well thanks to the reality check this morning in Boots I can no longer use that excuse.

Now for the GOOD NEWS. Today I start my healthy eating plan. For the next three months I am going to be reviewing a plan by Weight-away, which you can find out more about
HERE -> http://www.healthspan.co.uk/weight-away/ 

I am genuinely excited to be doing this meal plan, I'm not really one for shakes and the food supplied on the plan looks and tastes delicious.

I will be updating you all on my journey each week and I have added a tab at the top, Less Fashionista so that I can see at a glance how much weight I have lost each week.


I hope you can understand that I don't want to write my starting weight just yet, but I am hoping that it is the last time that I ever see that number again and soon I will be writing smaller numbers each week.


Same time next week for my first weigh in.


Big Fashionista x x x




Disclaimer; Food provided by PR, the hard work will be all my own.

Mind The Gap?

Yesterday the BBC reported on the Government floating the possibility of Tube lines being sponsored to help freeze fares.

www.bbc.co.uk/news/tube


(My first thought was, if we all threw in a tenner can we change the name of Westminster to C****tsville, but then, I'm juvenile like that.)


But it does make you wonder if this could be a goldmine for the London Underground,

There are companies out there that would sponsor a dog turd if it it sparkled. (Cadburys, anyone?)

First let's start with the big money.

The current lines,

Central Line,

Circle Line

District Line

Northern Line

Hammersmith & City Line.


They could all be renamed,


Direct Line,

Stena Line

Emirites Airline

Virgin Line

and EE Line.


Although the Virgin line won't go all the way and on the EE line you can't get a connection.


Next up we have the stations.

Sony HAVE to get in on the act with Play Station.

And then we can have James Bond St, River Island Gardens, Green Giant Park, Liverpool & Victoria St?

The opportunities are just endless.

Alliance & Leicester Square?

Russel Brand Square?

So not only can they raise some money for the London Underground, but we can have a laugh as we are all crammed into carriages like sardines, paying a fortune for our travel........ oh.




What do you think?


Who do you think would make an excellent sponsor for either a line or a station?


Let me know.


Big Fashionista x x x