Wednesday, 29 April 2015

Is Feminist the Bad F Word?

This post is going to be chock full of the F Word, you know, the seemingly bad one. the insulting one.  That's right, I'm talking about the big bad F Word, FEMINIST. 


The advocacy of women's rights on the ground of the equality of the sexes. 

There you go, the real definition of Feminism, a feminist is an advocate of women's rights, Feminist is not a fucking insult for people to throw around and try to hurt people with. People suck. What do people hope to achieve by talking about "bra-burning feminists" in a derogatory way.

I'm talking about you, Luisa Zissman,

Firstly Luisa, I'm not going to burn my bra, I'm a 36GG, do you have any idea how much these bras COST? Secondly, do you care to guess how long it would burn for? Thirdly, did I mention I'm a 36GG, Like my sisters around me, I need the fucking support. 

But why is feminism a dirty word? An insult?

Why the FUCK is this what you find when you Google, Is Feminism.........

Feminism is not an insult, the word feminist shouldn't be thrown around and used in a derogatory manner, people should not be scared to identify themselves as a feminist,

When did wanting equality become a bad thing?

Why do people, when you question them, ask, "What are you? Some sort of feminist?" LIKE IT IS A BAD THING!!!!!!!!!!

I am a feminist, I strive for equality, I will stand with anyone who wants to stand up and say that Feminism is not a bad F Word, and to those that disagree,

Fuck you.

Are you finding that feminism is a bad F word? Have you seen people using it as an insult? Or am I being a "sensitive feminist"?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista. x x x


Tuesday, 28 April 2015

The Urn and Only Dildo you will need.

Women masturbate, they do. It is not a well-kept secret, it is not a shameful secret, or something that will make you go blind, trust me on this, but am I alone in wanting to scratch my own eyes out at the thought of a dildo in which you can insert the ashes of your dead partner?


This passage is taken from the website,

"21 Grams is a memory-box that allows a widow to go back
to the intimate memories of a lost beloved one.
After a passing, the missing of intimacy with that person
is only one aspect of the pain and grieve.
This forms the base for 21 Grams. The urn offers the possibility
to conserve 21 grams of ashes of the diseased and displays
an immortal desire.
By bringing different nostalgic moments together like
the scent of his perfume, ‘their’ music and
reviving the moment he gave her her first ring, it
opens a window to go back to moments of love and intimacy.
She is able to have an intimate night with her sweetheart again.
The cabinet functions also as an acoustic amplifier.
In the back of the cabinet there is room for an iPhone,
the music plays their music through the ‘forget me not’ flowers
on the inside of the cabinet. The key to this cabinet
is also a golden collier.
So that she is the only one who can access the cabinet.
21 Grams is not only a way to tempt a person to revive an
intimate night with her love again
but also displays an accusation against

the unavoidable passing of life"

Um, I don't know, I'm really not sure if this is a great idea, plus, what happens if you get the ashes of your dear departed cat mixed up with the "lost beloved one?" (Too much?) 

This is totally not for me, I appreciate the rest of the sentiments, just not the dildo, and anyway, I'm measuring my beloved one up to turn him into a diamond ring once he has gone, (He knows this) but I would LOVE to know your thoughts on this one.

Do you think you would turn your beloved one into a dildo if they departed the earth? A diamond? Or even a pillow, I do like the idea of a pillow that I could cuddle. 

Let me know. 

Big Fashionista x x 

Sunday, 26 April 2015

Stick it in the Fuck It Bucket

(We're going to need a bigger bucket) 

At the end of last week, I got a text from a friend asking if I was okay. I have a lot of personal issues going on at the moment, Anons were giving me "constructive" criticism and I am currently juggling a busy work/home life, but my answer to her was probably not what she expected. 

"I am, sometimes, you just have to stick it in the fuck it bucket" 

Do you know what I mean? It can be anything, hair bleaching gone wrong, (Don't ask) no spare cash this week to buy that lippie you wanted, or too tired to go out this weekend. 

You can stress about it all you want, ain't nothing gonna change the situation, so stick it in the fuck it bucket and try to move on. 

Life is short, very short sometimes, my fuck it bucket is getting fuller by the second and I am feeling a LOT better for it. The times where usually I would stress, worry or just consider all the options, over and over again, are in the past.

There are some things in life that no matter how much you worry about them, you can't change the outcome. 

Stick it in the fuck it bucket, it's not that you don't care about these things, it is just that sometimes you can't change the outcome. 

Someone doesn't like me? 

(Behold the field......) 

I will stick it in the bucket. 

Got a spot? 

Stick it in the bucket, it will go in a couple of days and the stress won't make it go any faster.


What do you want to stick in the fuck it bucket? 

Let me know in the comments below.

Big Fashionista x x 


Wednesday, 22 April 2015

Things I have learnt, before turning 40

At the end of this year, I will turn 40, (Cue much screaming and checking for grey hairs) The first 40 years of my life have been....... fun. I kind of see them as a practice run for the next 40 years.

I plan to add to this post, I am sure that I will keep thinking of new things that I have learnt, I don't want to turn it into a list of cliches but they are cliches because they are true.

So what have I learnt from the first 40 years?

I have learnt,

Life is too short to be unhappy. 

Crap job, bad relationship, friends who constantly drag you down? You do not need that kind of negativity in your life. Cut all ties, start something new. This is not a practice run, this is your life and you are too goddamn important to be unhappy for even a second.

Laughter is important.

Bad jokes aside, there is nothing more important than laughter, they say it is the best medicine and I don't think they are wrong, I have laughter lines on my face and I have earned every one. I like how my face crinkles when I laugh. I love people and things that make me laugh. I love hearing children laugh, and funny cat gifs of cats wearing glasses are ALWAYS welcome in my world.

Haters gonna hate.

Yes they are, Fuck em.

Good friends are worth their weight in gold.

Cherish your good friends, they are awesome. If there is someone in your life who you can call at 3am and tell them you need them, and you know they will come straight away, they are a true friend. Those people who take, take, take and don't give back, they are not friends. Friends will tell you when you are wrong, listen to them. Friends will tell you when you really shouldn't do something. TRY to listen to them. At nearly 40, I have lost friends to cancer, accidents and other senseless reasons. I miss these people in my life. Cherish your friends and be there for them at 3am if they need you.

It is nice to be important, it is more important to be nice. 

It sounds like a cliche but it is oh so true. BE NICE. Nice is good, nice is underrated. I wish more people were nice.

Buy the shoes.

I cannot stress this enough, you can afford something, you want something, BUY IT, and then enjoy it. Don't get guilt over it, don't spend time fretting about it. wear them, eat them, enjoy them, use them. BUY THE GODDAMN SHOES.

Age is but a number.

When I was 15, 40 seemed SO OLD! Now I am nearly 40 and thinking, but, but, 40 isn't old. I am not ready for the scrap heap just yet, (I have so many more people to piss off) I am realising that actually I don't think I will ever feel old. I will ache, I won't be as fast, flexible or awake as I once was, but thats ok. I'm not OLD. OKAYYYYYYYYYYYY?

What have you learnt in the time that you have been on the earth?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x x


Tuesday, 21 April 2015

Size Doesn't Matter

Nope, I'm not talking about penises here, (Is it penises? Peni? Help, I don't know) what I am talking about here is the size of someones body.

Big, small, tall, fat, thin. Isn't it wonderful that no two people are the same shape? You could weigh exactly the same as another person and be a completely different shape to them. I find that amazing.

What I don't find so amazing, is when people feel they have a right to comment, pass judgement, sneer, or talk about, another persons body shape.

If you take time out of your schedule to comment on the size of my arse, I am going to make the judgement that you are so insecure in your own skin that you cannot handle other people being comfortable in theirs.

Some people are FAT, some people are thin. Some people are healthy and some people are ill and these categories can, and will be mixed up, not every fat person is ill, and not every thin person is healthy.

It is time to get the fuck over anyone else's body shape other than your own. If you are happy with how you look, Fan-fucking-tastic. If you are unhappy with your shape and choose to do something about it, GOOD FOR YOU.

Your body, your own goddamn business. People need to spend less time being worried that there are people out there "glorifying obesity" and be more worried about why they want to put people down for their shape.

When I look at a person, I never judge them on their shape, I judge them on whether they are friendly, I judge them on how they treat other people, whether they are kind to animals, and whether they fancy Tom Hardy or not, the last thing I would ever, ever judge a person on is what size clothing they wear,


and the sooner people realise that in this world we have more important things to get indignant over than body shape, the happier I will be.

PS, Cannot wait to see all the babes in Plus Size Wars tonight, Good luck to all of them and if anyone out there is thinking about taking time out of their day to bitch on social media about the size of these women, here is a handy diagram for what to do with your opinion.

Any thoughts?

Let me know,

Big Fashionista x x x


Saturday, 18 April 2015

Shutter Day

Which one is your favourite?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista 


Friday, 17 April 2015

Nom or Vom

Ok, it's Friday, which means the return of Nom or Vom, and this week, like the weather, we have a hot one. 

Without further ado, I bring you. 

Theo James. 

Pretty simple this one, 

Theo James,

Nom or Vom?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x 


Thursday, 16 April 2015

Going Blank

Ever have those times when the blogging part of your brain goes, "Fuck this, I'm off to lay on the beach. You're on your own, bitch" (My blogging brain is RUDE, rude, I tell you)

After nearly FIVE years of blogging, every day I worry that I will run out of things to blog about. I could always fall back on telling other people How To Blog Successfully, that seems to be a popular theme at the moment. people doling out advice like cake at a party, (mmmmmmmm, cake) but the honest truth is there is no ideal formula on how to be a blogger, successful or otherwise.

Want to blog?

Write shit down.

BANG, you are a blogger, let us all move on.

Currently, I have run out of things to say, (I KNOW!!!!!) I know it never lasts, I too have read the articles on running a successful blog that say, if you haven't got anything to say, just take a step back for a day or two, but I DON'T WANT TO. I want to write shit down.

Part of the problem is that my children are away for a week and I am out of my blogging routine, therefore giving my blogging brain the chance to slip away unnoticed to sip mojitos on the beach and eye up the lifeguards. (My blogging brain is also a bit of a perv)

I want to blog, I feel like I need to blog, but ain't no-one going to suffer if I don't, so I may just go and join my blogging brain on the beach,

I hear the lifeguard is a fittie.

What do you do when your blogging brain runs away? Do you join it? Push on through?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x x


Tuesday, 14 April 2015


Odontophobia  - Fear of Dentists

I have broken a tooth.

(Think of all the swearing you have ever heard, make up a couple of new swear words and insert them here)

The problem is, I am scared of the dentist. I mean REALLLLLLLY scared.


You say dentist and I either see this guy, or Steve Martin in Little Shop Of Horrors, either way. I DO NOT LIKE THE DENTIST.

Yes, I know I HAVE TO GO, (Anyone else wish that teeth were like fingernails and just grew back?) partly because, OH MY GOD MY MOUTH HURTS. Yes, I know that once I go, (eventually) I will feel better, but I DO NOT LIKE THE DENTIST.

I actually bit a dentist once, he has his fingers in my mouth and I was going to throw up, he wouldn't stop, so I bit him. Not big, not brave and not clever, I know. But I was scared and I wanted him to stop rummaging in my mouth like an old lady with a huge handbag searching for a loose mint.

I don't know anyone who actually goes, "Whooo Hooooo, it is time to visit the dentist" but I don't know if I am alone in being a total scaredy cat who is wondering how long I can actually leave this broken tooth before it gives me grief. Well yes, I KNOW it hurts now, but that will go,

WON'T IT??????

Help me out here, am I alone in being frightened of the dentist? Do I need to woman up and make the appt? Who wants to hold my hand?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x x


Monday, 13 April 2015

A Bite Of The Apple

So, I purchased an Apple Watch.

Why? I hear some of you ask. Well because I wanted it, because I can more than afford it, and because I love all things Apple.

You didn't buy an Apple Watch? Because you didn't want one or currently couldn't afford one?

Good for you. I hope you enjoy not owning one.

SEEEEEEEEEEEEEE how simple that is? You would be gobsmacked, (Or possibly not) by the amount of sarcastic comments, rude comments and indirect bitching that I have experienced because I made a purchase and I don't feel an ounce of shame about it.

I have no need to justify my purchases to anyone, no-one does. You want the shoes? Buy the fucking shoes. You want the Go Pro? You can afford the Go Pro? Buy it. We don't answer to anyone other than ourselves and our bank account. I certainly don't answer to anyone regarding a watch that I want.

In times like this, I bring out Neil Patrick Harris,

(Pushes my mobile phone bill to the front of the pile)

For those that are interested, I purchased a Pink Apple Sport Watch. Yes, I will be blogging about it when I get it, I am excited about it, (and looking for a nail varnish that will match the colour)

For those that aren't interested, that's fine too. For those that are morally outraged that I have made a purchase with which you disagree............

Which bill was it you decided to pay?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x x


Tuesday, 7 April 2015

Cracking Choccy

I have a question,

What the HELL do they put in Easter Egg chocolate to make it taste so nice? I LOVE chocolate, I really do, But Easter Egg Chocolate is like CRACK to me. It tastes 100% nicer than normal chocolate and I cannot leave it alone until it is gone.

I tell you what tastes nicer than my Easter Eggs?


They scream, I swear they scream from the cupboard once the kids have gone to bed. It starts off as a seductive whisper,

"Just snap off a little bit, they won't even notice"

and they steadily get louder and louder until at about 11pm at night they are yelling,


Who am I to argue with an Easter Egg?

Am I wrong?

Easter Egg chocolate tastes better, doesn't it?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x x


Thursday, 2 April 2015

Trollin' Trollin' Trollin'

I remember when I first heard the saying "Don't Feed The Trolls" thinking, "Hmmmmmmm, Troll. that is such a good word for people who sit on the internet and just spout shit all day, hurting peoples feelings and generally causing misery to others. Troll, I like it"

But now, things have changed. Does anyone else think that the word troll is bandied around so often now that it has kind of lost its true meaning?

If someone disagrees with another person online, these days, more and more people will scream that they are being trolled. Take Sarah Vine, (Someone, please take her) she writes an inflammatory article about a kitchen, and then writes another article about trolls, hmmmmmmmmm. It is almost a Buy One Get One Free for columnists these days, isn't it?

1/    Write one article and be as obnoxious and inflammatory as possible,

Oh look, now I have enough material for a second article about how people trolled me for my opinions.  See anyone who has written something obnoxious and chances are you will see a follow up article a week or two later "bravely" talking about how they were trolled and abused.

Don't get me wrong, death threats, abuse, threats of violence. ALL WRONG.

But there definitely seems to be a change in what people call TROLLING.

Someone disagreeing with your opinion, doesn't make them a troll, they are just someone with a different opinion from you and different opinions are COOL.

Let us not cheapen the word troll, trolls are truly horrible, sad individuals with no lives and the desperate need to hurt others, they feed off of people's misery and are nasty individuals.

A troll is not someone who thinks that Zayn Fucking Malik would be better off as a solo artist.

What do you think? Is the word "Troll" bandied around too much lately? Do some people actually invite differing opinions just so they can cry troll?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x x x


Wednesday, 1 April 2015

So let's talk April Fool's Day SNEERING

So yes, if you hadn't already guessed, the Cheans post by Jacamo was an April Fool's Day prank by Jacamo. Well played Jacamo.

But what I don't understand when it comes to April Fool's Day is just how many people think that it is cool to SNEER at April Fool's Day pranks.

I get that some people don't like them, and that's ok, if we all liked the same thing then life would be boring as hell, but the SNEERING, that I have seen today is beyond the pale. When did it become COOL to sneer at things that other people enjoy?

Why can't we all just accept that different people like different things?

I WANT to giggle at clear Marmite, titter at Park & Zorb and guffaw at Cheans, it hasn't harmed anyone, no-one was hurt in the making of any April Fool's Day prank, so what is with the sneering?

Don't want to get involved?


I saw plenty of people say that they don't like April Fool's Day personally but are enjoying parts of it, others feel it has become too brand orientated and others just looked down on other people.

Where do you stand on April Fool's Day Pranks?

Let me know,

I would love your thoughts.

Big Fashionista x x x


Cheans, Business at the front, Party at the Back

How many of you guys LOVE your jeans?

If you are lucky enough to be able to wear jeans for work, or you are the sort of person that gets out of their suit and throws on a pair of jeans and then wishes they were just a little bit softer, then have Jacamo got something for you here ->


Cheans are a mix of Jeans AND Chinos. So now you can get the benefits of the hardwearing denim material behind you, while experiencing the softness and comfort of chinos at the front. Not only can you look good, you can feel good too.

And I don't know if Jacamo thought of this when they created them, but I wonder if you would perhaps be able to get away with them in an office that usually frowns upon wearing denim? If you make sure your boss only sees you from the front? EVERY DAY COULD BE DRESS DOWN DAY from now on!!!!!!!

What do you think of Cheans? Think they could catch on? I want to know when they will make girls versions. How about you?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x x

Disclaimer. This post has been written in conjunction with Jacamo. 

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