Tuesday, 29 July 2014

And No-One Died

Yesterday, I didn't write.

And no-one died. (Well, no-one I'm claiming responsibility for anyway)

and yes, today, I am sort of writing, (but it doesn't really count) and no-one will die. (although, if they do, I have an alibi)

for I, am on HOLIDAY.

Now I've been on holiday before, and I have scheduled posts to go up, I have had periods where I can't think of anything to write, but I don't think I have ever just had a weeks holiday from the site for the sake of it. I have no children at home this week as they are with their father, so I am going to kick back, relax, laugh and love and not give a single thought to this site for a week.

Sometimes it is refreshing not to sit at the Mac and try to think of something to write, to not have conversations and then halfway through think, "This would make a great blog post" I don't have to worry about stats, Bloglovin followers, or ANYTHING.

Sometimes you have to step back from something at a time you choose to, rather than when you are forced to, to really appreciate it.

Now while I am not here, OBVIOUSLY, I will still be on Twitter a bit.

And you never know, next time you come back, I may have spruced the place up a bit. (cough, full redesign coming soon)

Does anyone else step back from their blogs occasionally? Have a week off just to relax and recharge?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x x

Saturday, 26 July 2014

Friday, 25 July 2014

Nom or Vom

This weeks Nom or Vom is someone who I recently changed my opinion about. We all make mistakes, this guy did. 

I wasn't a fan of this guy, but seeing him tirelessly campaign on behalf of Stephen Sutton to raise money for the Teenage Cancer trust, giving up his precious time and energy to raise funds, well that's a NICE guy. And the world needs nice guys. 

So here he is, without further ado. 

This weeks Nom or Vom,


So what do you think? Personally, I like a man who can make me laugh. So I definitely would. 

Jason Manford? 

Nom or Vom?

Let me know 

Big Fashionista x x

Thursday, 24 July 2014

Hot or Not, By Ladbrokes

So the World cup is over for another four years (Boooooooo) but fear not people, Ladbrokes are giving you a chance to continue to admire the physical prowess of some of the hottest players in the World Cup this year.

Hot or Not (ooooh, hang on, this is looking slightly familiar -> Nom or Vom? http://www.bigfashionista.co.uk/2014/07/nom-or-vom_18.html ) gives you the choice of two players who appeared at the World Cup and you get to choose which one looks hotter until you narrow it down to the Hottest player at the World Cup this year.

So all those players who came so close to winning the Golden Boot and then came away with nothing STILL have a chance to be YOUR hottest player of the World Cup.

Are you rolling your eyes over Ronaldo?

Crying over Cabaye?

Or has Gerard piqued your interest? (See what I did there?)

Then why not play the Ladbrokes Hot or Not Game just for fun?

You can play here ----> Hot or Not

Let me know who your sexiest footballer is.

Big Fashionista

The Hot or Not game was created by Ladbrokes and has no affiliation with Nom or Vom

Tuesday, 22 July 2014

Draw Me Like One Of Your French Girls

It's been a while since we have had an app that captured the heart of EVERYONE. I've played, Candy Crush, Draw Something and NOW I am obsessed with French Girls. 

The premise is simple, you upload a selfie to the app and other people can draw you. You can also draw other people and rate their pictures. 

It started off beautifully.

And then got BETTER. 

People can be quite cruel too. 

And there are some very good artists on there. 

It's kept me amused for the last few days. 

Me? Of course. 

This is the only one done so far. I may have to upload another pic. 

You can download French Girls here for IPhone. https://www.frenchgirlsapp.com 

I DEFINITELY recommend it.

Have you tried it? What do you think?

Let me know. 

Big Fashionista x x 

Monday, 21 July 2014

School Hell-idays

Oh God,

well that was unexpected, and yet, I've dreaded looked forward to this moment for the last three months.


Don't get me wrong, I love my children, when they are at school.

When they are at home they are like a plague of locusts upon my house. they eat everything, whinge they are bored and cost me a huge amount of money.

(On the plus side, I get a lie in in the morning, but seriously, I don't think the pay off is worth it.) 

I have been looking at the mothers in the playground who are all standing there saying "I just cannot wait for the summer holidays so we can all just spend some time together" and think,

You just have the one child, don't you?

At the last count I had three, of varying ages. (I think it is three, there is a washing pile big enough that it may be four or five and enough cutlery in the sink that it may be eight or nine) separately, they are kind of cool, (if you like that sort of thing) but put them all together and it is like dealing with fans at a West Ham V Millwall game, (They have a common interest, yet they hate each others guts) 

Don't get me wrong, the first day week is fun, I still have the energy to be more referee than mother, and I still have money in my purse, but after then it is kind of all downhill from there.

The washing pile, which is currently doubling as a training camp for Everest climbers, becomes almost mythical in its proportions, cutlery, which beforehand was just cutlery, becomes weaponry and  my nerves become SHREDDED, shredded I tell you.

6 weeks, SIX WEEKS? (I just thank God that I don't live in Scotland, Scottish parents, I applaud you) I don't know if I am going to make it through 6 days before losing my shit.

Do you think if I hide in the washing pile for six weeks they will miss me?

Worth a try, right?

How do YOU survive the six weeks holidays with your children? Are you they type of parent that looks forward to spending time with your offspring?

Or are you like me and counting the days 'til they go back?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x x


The fashion fairy tale of today’s cheap world

     Los Angeles photographers, French models and Italian fashion houses are all good reasons, to love fashion. But there are great stories that make this industry, an indisputable triumph of beauty and history. You have to fall in love with fashion because of Paris, Charles Frederick Worth, the birth of haute couture; the revolutionary ideas of Saint Laurent in the 70s; the Sicilian widows; the macabre genius, the butterflies, the deer and the stuffed birds of McQueen

     Sadly, it feels like there are no more classy fairy tales in fashion today. They were replaced with cheap collaborations and giant retailers. I’m not saying that fast fashion is a bad thing, but it certainly influenced the face of the whole concept of fashion, as an art. The designers are now bartering between insincere creativity, forced individuality and mercantile goals. Every collection today, has one or two pieces of clothing that are created purely to be sold easily. The bloggers, editors and the journalists admire the conceptual ideas of Miuccia Prada, but no one is actually able to discuss them, considering appropriate fashion terms.

     Fashion Weeks are also great jokes, as the exclusive events are shadowed by the street style of the bloggers and the celebrity cleavage… As fashion is growing into a huge part of the new pop culture, everyone wants to be a part of it. Everyone wants attention and profits. Fashion is now democratic, accessible and no more magic.

     Of course, it is simply great that now every single girl can look fashionable, but there is no good in fashion losing its main idea and fairy tale. Because what else will remain? Soap operas, cartoons and cheap fashion magazines. And that’s no good for those who love fashion and for those who are creating it. But we’re lucky to have a huge number of designers, models and artistic spirits that are working every single day, towards making fashion special and majestic. The hope is not lost and maybe someday soon we’ll get to meet a new fashion fairy tale that will totally make a difference.

Big Fashionista x x x

*Collaborative post

Saturday, 19 July 2014

Shutter Day

Big Fashionista x x 


Friday, 18 July 2014

Nom Or Vom

I can be a bit of a Marvel Comic Geek on the sly so Guardians of The Galaxy was always going to be on my watch list this summer but who KNEW that the main man had got so hot???

He's come a long way from Parks & Recreation where you may remember him from, and next year this guy is starting in the new Jurassic Park move, 

Hubba hubba. 

So this week I bring you, actor, all round hottie, oh and husband of the A-mazing Anna Faris who I adore, 

Chris Pratt

Both Guardians of The Galaxy and Jurassic Park I will be going to see anyway, but it doesn't hurt to just have that one extra reason to go, does it?

What do you think? 

Chris Pratt?

Nom or Vom? 

Big Fashionista x x x 

Thursday, 17 July 2014

Kate. A Baby? Or Just A Bread Roll?

I've decided that I feel terribly sorry for Princess Kate, Or Kate, or Kate Middleton, nee Windsor........... What the HELL are we meant to call her again? Anyone know?

The whispers in the tabloids this week are that she is with foal again and now people are watching her closer than the security guards watch me in Poundland. (closely) 

Poor thing, Can you imagine everyone scrutinising you every minute of every day to see if you are up the duff? I would hate it.

What if she was just holding in a fart?

As a princess she cannot exactly just let one rip in public can she? And now because of her politeness she is accused of ripening some crotchfruit again.

Perhaps she had eaten a bread roll, I find that I can bloat up like a puffer fish with a bread roll. Let the poor woman eat her bread in peace.

Why do we have such a fascination with their procreation anyway? One kid? Three kids? I don't know about you, but I really don't care about Royal sproglets anyway, unless it involves Kay Burley standing in 95 degree heat for three days again, interviewing some very strange people (Ah, fun times. Oh well, It kept her away from grieving relatives for a day or two, and that counts) 

If there is another Royal baby on the way, then so be it. but if not, let the poor woman fart in peace.

What say you?

Big Fashionista x x x


Keyboard Warriors, Mumsnet, and Soul Sucking Joy Stealers

This week, my friend, the beautiful Kate from WitWitWoo wrote a rather excellent post about wearing a bikini. You can read the post here, http://witwitwoo.com/2014/07/13/iworeabikini/ 

and all was good in the world, she wore a bikini and no-one died. 

And then Mumsnet got involved and made her post the blog of the day on their Facebook page. 

Now I don't really have much to do with Mumsnet.... and now I know why. 

I have NEVER, EVER, EVER come across such a bunch of joyless soul-sucking people in my life. There were comments praising Kate, (most of them in defence of our friend after the soul suckers came out and started feasting) and yet for every positive comment there was at one more saying that women of her size shouldn't wear bikinis. 

In fact, one little charmer went so far as to say

"Fat people should not wear a bikini. End of."

Oh and I am just going to leave this one here for you all to enjoy. 

"Not a good luck along with big women wearing leggings they can only stretch so far. their is wearing what you want n theirs having a little dignity"

This is the problem with forums such as Mumsnet, Guru Gossip, Facebook and other places where people just judge others without thinking that it is an actual person they are judging, bitching about, and generally just being vile.

To them it is a picture they are pulling apart, or an avi, just something two dimensional.  There are no FEELINGS involved because most of the time they do not see a reaction

I've had it myself, name calling. aggression, insults, all from tiny-minded little people who have nothing in their lives and instead of trying to rise out of the gutter, try to pull people down to their level. 

Look at Big Brother, people getting all Judgey McJudgey pants over people they see for an hour a night and think they know everything about.  Celebrities being judged for just about everything in a hurtful way without people knowing ANYTHING about their real lives other than what they read in the media. 

Keyboard warriors are an actual thing, and whilst I LOVE hearing peoples constructive comments and differing opinions are always welcome here when they have facts to back them up, people, and yes, I am looking at the Mumsnet Facebook page here, are just saying hurtful things PURELY to make themselves feel slightly better about their empty lives. 

And if you are one of the people out there that gets a shiver of orgasmic satisfaction typing something spiteful and then going about your day without a single ounce of guilt. 

This one's for you. 

What's your opinion on this, I would love to hear your thoughts, 

Big Fashionista x x x 


Wednesday, 16 July 2014

The Daily Mail, MPs and A Catwalk?

I am getting SICK of mentioning The Daily Mail on here but let's be honest, if we all ignored their misogyny and general crap they wouldn't change, they would not mistake our silence for approval. The best thing to do with these occurrences is stand up and say,

NO, this ISN'T right. 

And the Daily Mail online is just getting worse. 

There has been a cabinet reshuffle. (personally, I'm not happy with my hand, can we deal again?) and there are more women promoted to positions of authority. This usually is something to be celebrated. Unless you are a Daily Mail journalist. 

Which basically talks about their wardrobe. 

I don't give a SHIT whether someone's handbag is oversized or whether their nude heels match their outfits. I want to know their beliefs, where they stand on Equal Marriage rights (Yes I'm talking to you, Equality Minister. Headbutts wall) what they will do about things that affect the country. Not whether their jacket is too big.

Just URGH. 

What message to young people, young women and men does this send? It's not about what you do, it's what you wear whilst you do it. Where is the male equivalent of this? What do you mean there isn't one? Of course there isn't. It's just another way of pushing women back into the tiny boxes that the Daily Mail have constructed for them and it makes me sick. I love fashion, I love dresses. But let's not make out that it is ALL there is to these women. 

If they want to change the country, if they CAN change things, I don't give a flying fuck if they do it whilst wearing a Primark Onesie.

Do you? 

What's In It For Me? A Blogger Rant

To Whom it may Concern,

Chances are you have been sent a link to this post because you have sent me an email, requesting that I "Pop something up on my little blog" (Someone actually wrote that to me once, I kid you not) or enquired about some publicity on my blog but have made no mention of a way that it can benefit me, or my readers.

Congratulations, pull up a chair, I'm about to save you some time and energy and possibly explain to you why you are not getting any responses to the emails you send out to bloggers.

If you have had your first coffee of the day, you may have got all tricky-like and added in your initial approach to me that you don't have a budget for your Infogram/Blog post/Giant advertising post that you want me to write, while you get all the accolades/blah blah blah.

While you sit there and congratulate yourself on getting ahead of the game, and clearing that up from the get-go. I'm sitting at this end of the computer thinking,


I get what is in it for you, you are doing your job, getting your clients name out there, spreading the word, and I completely understand that.

But what is in it for me here?

What is in it for my readers? (That's you guys, sssshhhhh, just pretend you aren't here)

I don't want to be showered in gold, but I also don't want to be showered in bullshit either. 

I cannot eat a "Raised Profile" (PS, you found me, That usually means a profile is quite high anyway) 

Telling me that you will share my post on your social media channels does not fill me with excitement and make me feel special, it just reeks of a one-night stand who says they will call you, AND THEN NEVER TAKES YOUR NUMBER.

All I want is for approaches to be MUTUALLY BENEFICIAL. I don't want the world on a platter, but at least let me see the bloody plate.

Bloggers don't want it ALL, It is not greedy to enquire "What's in it for me then" and then to be made to feel as if you are being greedy is frankly quite insulting.

Try asking your accountant to do your taxes and tell them you will pay them by sharing their details on your Facebook page, see if that will get you anywhere. It won't, because it isn't mutually beneficial.

So if you have been sent a link to this post, ask yourself whether there is anything in it for the blogger you have just emailed. Chances are there isn't is there?

And that's wrong. and that is why your email is in the trash.

I'm sure you don't do your job just for the love of it, and neither do most bloggers these days either.

PS, and if you are thinking of emailing me about that super "Blog to win" competition you have coming up.



Big Fashionista x x x

Bloggers, what sort of approaches have you had lately that has had you tearing your top knot out? Are you SICK of reading the emails that want the world and want you to be grateful that you've even been approached?

Let me (and them) know in the comments below.

Big Fashionista x x x


Monday, 14 July 2014

Body Snarking And Why I'm Not A Piece Of Meat

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

In case you aren't getting what I'm saying here.


I am ALL for body confidence, I feel that lately I have experienced an epiphany where it comes to body confidence and instead of exhausting myself and making myself damn miserable in the process I am learning to love who I am, for who I am. I may lose weight, I may not. However whatever I do, I WILL NOT PUT DOWN, OR MAKE DISPARAGING COMMENTS ABOUT ANOTHER BODY SHAPE to make myself feel better.

And people who do? Nope, you are not people I want to share my cake with. (Trust me, I don't share my cake with just anyone) 

Some people will say that the picture above is just banter (Words that were actually used to me when I pulled up the person posting it)

It is the equivalent of saying, "It's just a JOKE"

Oh that's ok then.

(No, it isn't) 

Body snarking is not okay, for anyone. We don't need it. No-one needs it. IT isn't an Us V Them situation here at all. We come in different sizes, different body shapes.  It is a beautiful thing. we should CELEBRATE what we have instead of trying to make others feel bad.

Would anyone be happy if the poster was flipped?

You wouldn't order a steak if it was all fatty, so why would you want a woman that way?

Fuck, I can see that as a Daily Mail headline, can't you?

All jokes aside, it isn't nice is it? So why is the original poster, "Just banter"

I don't even like steak, and I'm not a piece of sodding meat anyway. 

So let me hear your thoughts.

What do you think of the original poster? How do YOU feel about body snarking?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x x


Saturday, 12 July 2014


Big Fashionista x x 

Friday, 11 July 2014

Nom or Vom

This weeks Nom or Vom is an easy one and if I know you guys as I think you do I think this one is going to split the pack quite evenly.

This week the tinternet was buzzing with the gossip that this guy may have impregnated his girlfriend. I think I saw tears on twitter, actual tears. 

I still don't know if the rumours are true, and quite frankly I DGAF, but it gives me an excuse to bring out the big guns, I bring to you in ALL his glory.....

Ryan Gosling. 

I feel a little funny now. Is it hot in here or is it Ryan Gosling? 

So, ladies and gents, would you let Mr Gosling goose you? 

Or do you prefer your men cooked another way? 

It's that Friday question, 

Ryan Gosling? 

Nom or Vom?

Let me know 

Big Fashionista x x 

Thursday, 10 July 2014

Linda Kelsey, Why I am FAT and UNASHAMED.

I don't read The Daily Mail and there is a reason for this. I am not an idiot. 

But this morning, someone sent me a link to something on The Daily Mail Online that really made me see red.

Oh look, it is a fat-shaming article.

Have a read if you must. Personally, I wouldn't even click through. I will pick out some quotes and probably use some swear words, kick stuff and then ask your opinion, you know the drill here.

Linda Kelsey (nope, I don't know either) asks, Why are today's young women so unashamed about being fat?

Here is the opening paragraph,

"Standing in the queue for airport security at Luton last week, en route to Malaga and my fortnight in the sun, I became transfixed by the three young women in front of me.
All in their early 20s, they were laughing and chatting, clearly looking forward to their hols on the Costa del Sol, excitedly planning their days on the beach and nights on the town.
They sounded - and looked - happy and carefree. But what mesmerised me most about this jolly trio was not their conversation, but their appearance: they were size 18 apiece, at least"

Size 18?????????

Ms Kelsey makes it seem as if they should be ashamed to leave the house. Size 18? So many GLORIOUS women I know are a size 18. (and yes, I count myself in with those women) 

Just in case Ms Kelsey didn't grab you with her opening paragraph, she makes it more than clear with her next paragraph how she feels.

"They were not chubby, but fat. They had bulging bellies and billowing pillows of back and shoulder stuffing, punctured by flabby arms and lardy legs that no amount of fake-tan could disguise.
And what struck me even more forcefully about these lumpen individuals (there were dozens more, equally large, in the queue behind me) was how obviously unconcerned they were about it"

Ohhhhhhhhh, Fat-shaming. Shape Shaming, JUST SHAMING. I see what Linda Kelsey is doing here.

It has to beg the question,

Jan Moir, Liz Jones and Samantha Brick and now Linda Kelsey. Do the Daily Mail just have one female writer that they regenerate Doctor Who style whenever the public gets bored by them?

Because this woman is just recycling old articles in an offensive manner, purely for the hell of it.

I am a size 18.

I am TOTALLY UNCONCERNED by my weight, I love my curves. I am more confident now than I have ever been and I WILL NOT CONFORM TO YOUR ILL-INFORMED AND COMPLETELY INTOLERANT IDEA OF BEAUTY. 

You finish your article Ms Kelsey by saying we should call a fat girl a fat girl.

I say we should call a bitch a bitch.

And you, madame, ARE A BITCH. No apology required.

Big Fashionista x x x

Here is the link to the Daily Mail article if you really want to want to read it,  personally, I wouldn't give them the satisfaction of seeing their click bait trash rise to the top of their page. CLICK BAIT TRASH


Hell Bunny From Tiger Milly-Review

Hell Bunny, Oh how I love thee.

This Hell Bunny 50's Liv Tattoo Rose Dress comes from http://www.tigermilly.com who stock a HUGE range of vintage style clothing. Their brands include, Hell Bunny, Voodoo Vixen, Lindy Bop and Ruby Shoo.

This dress is extremely flattering, I am wearing it here with a petticoat but it can easily be worn without one for more of a relaxed look. I am wearing a size 18, with a shrug style cardigan.

The dress has now gone into the sale, and unfortunately with limited sizes available. You can check it out here

50's Liv Tattoo Rose Dress

But there is also another version, available here > Hell Bunny, Rock On Tattoo Dress and many, many other styles are available too.

Are you a fan of Hell Bunny dresses, or 50's style vintage dresses in general? Have you purchased from Tiger Milly? They have free postage too did you know?

Big Fashionista x x x

*Dress sent for review, words, as always, are all my own. 

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