My rash isn't getting better! It's getting worse and I swear that there's now only so much that I can put my Estee Lauder 'Double wear' through before it hates me and slides of my Burmese cheeks with a 'fuck you.' Am i stressed? I don't feel stressed? I mean, I know I have a lot on work wise and baby wise? But am I really that stressed? I mean, i thought I was hacking it with ease and grace. I'm grateful. I'm having the time of my life! Hopefully, i'm just allergic to something or simply hormonal and my sexy rash will disappear and make like it never happened. But i can't handle the cause of it maybe being 'stress.' That in itself, pisses me off more than anything! I think i've been holding more things in then venting them...and as a merry result. RASH! Lol. It'll go soon! Anyway, thanks everyone for adding me on Snapchat! I've finally figured out how to work it and yeah, other than my glorious 'Wunnaful' friends, who I adore...it's definitely got a bit perverted. I mean, I can't do anything, without men sauntering in and turning it into the work of pervs. At least i've been asked out a lot. It's good for my ego. YET, i kinda just want to Snapchat with my maties...rather than treat it like an alternate version of 'Tinder,' which I actually hate. TINDER SUCKS! (That guy that I chose not to go on my date with is now ignoring me. :) ) Thursday was a good day. I feel like i've achieved today and most of all, i feel as though i've been surrounded by good workmates. They make me smile and in life that's important. They make my rash better. :) My morning pretty much began like this... ...and after a bit of banter... ...pulling this face, because it snowed...(now that i'm old...i hate the snow! You can't drive you car around to The Pussycat Dolls and enjoy it, without skidding.) My day just went on to being like this... Very Chrissie Wunna! Evidence of me everywhere! Anything to make me feel like i'm 'good timing.' Then to top it all off, I read this message from Kira In LA (who I absolutely adore) YES! MY LASHES ARE SELLING! CAN YOU EVEN BELIEVE IT! SHE'S ALL THE WAY IN HOLLYWOOD AND LOVING EVERY INCH OF MY LASH COLLECTION. I ADORE KIRA, SIMPLY BECAUSE SHE'S THE KINDA GIRL WHO KNOWS WHAT'S DIVINE! So, everything is really going well and ou've all been sending me so many beautiful 'CONGRATS' messages, after reading about the Screen Nation Awards and My Lash Line Business partnering up with them! That's a pretty decent first baby step! I'm honoured to have a created such a brand and i'm even more honoured that I can be part of such a wonderful award ceremony with them!!! EEK! (This time last year, I was fighting with Keiran. Now...WUNNA IS DOING GOOOOOD!') THEN...i got a message from Gina who has invited me to see the 'Forbidden Nights' boys. (I blogged about it earlier!) Anyway, i figured that since I was going anyway and taking some of my friends, who wished to go...(I would open up a competition for other girls, chrissiewunna.com readers, who wanted to come and watch naked boys dance WITH ME, in my VIP box, as I 'reviewed' the show! Sounds good right. So this weekend, i'm plonking the competition up. Know that you either have to be LONDON BASED or be willing to pay your own travel to LONDON, if you are from another region. I'm going regardless with my friends and ti'll be great you competition winners to trot on in and have a good time with us...and the boys! But i'll tell you about it all at the weekend! I think they'd also like to do a Chrissie Wunna Lash giveaway at the event also? So on the night that i'm there, there will be a Wunna land. 'Hoo haa.' And...well...naked dancing boys.....EVERYWHERE. Life couldn't be better! So tomorrow night i'm able to go out and play 'party' if i wanted...as the children are with Keiran. Yet ofcourse, because i'm available to 'play' and have no babies that evening, no one can go out! HAHA. FFS! I've even cancelled my date! Surely there must be people who need fun!
HI EVERYONE!!! HAPPY THURSDAY! AND WHAT A THURSDAY IT IS FOR ME!
I’D JUST LIKE TO SAY THAT I AM EXTREMELY HONOURED AND SINCERELY HAPPY TO ANNOUNCE THAT
CHRISSIE WUNNA LASHES (WWW.CHRISSIEWUNNALASHES.COM)
HAS PARTNERED UP WITH THIS YEARS 10TH ANNIVERSARY OF THE SCREEN NATION AWARDS
AN AWARD CEREMONY REWARDING EXCELLENCE & CELEBRATING DIVERSITY FOR ALL THOSE IN THE TV & FILM INDUSTRY!
I’m really excited to be part of all the action and extremely happy to be gifting the each and every star of the event with a luxurious pair of CHRISSIE WUNNA LASHES! (Now, the celebs get to take my ‘boys’ for a wink!)
So, I’m on Snapchat now! (chrissiewunna1) And, I have no clue why I’ve never been on Snapchat before? Yet, now I am, so ‘ADD ME’ and impress me with ‘whatever it is you have to do on there.’
Of course…being the ‘techy spaz’ that I am and being the Cyber Savvy folks that you all are, you know that I have no idea what it’s all about or what i’m supposed to be doing? I just know that young people do it and try to explain it to me so many times, that I just figured…’Okay…i’ll get Snapchat.’ You’d think that I’d be super savvy with all things techy, with me celebrating a blog..well THIS BLOG, that accidentally became a SUCCESS! However, the truth is, that WAZZA pretty much used to sign me up to everything that he believed I should be signed up to in ‘techy land.’ So, i’ve always had zero clue. I only know how to ‘login’ to things and talk shite.. ;)…with charm of course.
So, I’ve managed to sign up to ‘Snapchat’ all by myself. Meaning I need applause or something, I’m sure? (Can you tell I have a Cosmo?)
Okay, so life is BUSY. And I always know it’s busy because i can never get rid of my rash. (Sex appeal alert.) My day job, I love. The eyelash line is my own little brand that is taking off with a wink. I’ve always said that building my empire was or is all about taking ‘Baby steps’ and I have. So, i’m happy with where it is headed, to the point where I can’t even believe it. It’s not been easy, as working a full time job, running a business and raising the children on my own is enough work already, without the drama, keeping on top of promo and going through love life stress, WHILST always trying to look great and own my inner ‘Glamour Puss’ title.
But i’m proud of myself because i finally found my purpose, proving that us ladies can ‘hero’ through like champions BETTER than anyone! I work a lot harder than my children’s father’s and I’ve raised the babies by myself…yes…i went through drama and heartache, as they did whatever they so wished at the time. However, I did everything the right way and honoured MYSELF AND MY MORALS. (The little ones i had left. ) And now look…i’m doing better than both of them put together…EASILY..and it’s about rocket even further forward! It’s the struggle that makes you strong and you know you’re pretty strong when you truly can lift your head up and high, keep moving forward, without dwelling on the past, holding onto the negativity, smile (without it being fake) and conquer on forward knowing that in the end you’re going to be BETTER THAN ALRIGHT. I’M HAPPY, EVEN WITH MY FUCKING RASH!
So, the work life has been busy, but my love life actually hasn’t? You see, the good thing about dating, and getting stood up, or being loved madly and by numerous gentlemen, one after the other, who wish to have a shot at a ‘Glamour Puss, is the simple fact that you learn about men, dating and love, from the experience of it all…and fast!
In Hollywood, I would date a lot, break up a lot..and love a lot. And well it taught me about men. All men. I knew then inside and out. Then once in England, I quit dating and did ‘settling down’…which put me behind in my edumacation.
I sort of began to wear my heart on my sleeve, without being savvy. Now…after the last couple months. I know what i want and I certainly know what i don’t want. I’m a hell of a lot stronger and skilled at this (Lol) and it’s aided me greatly in my quest. I now know that you really can’t trust everyone..and i am really quite trusting. I’m not stupid, but trusting, to the point where I’m never really jaded by an experience. I can recover really well from a bad experience and immediately look at something or someone new with fresh eyes, a whole heart and with a smile.
So, yes…it’s good to date, as it helps you discover what it is you really want? Or who it is you want?
I’ve been working so hard over the last couple weeks that is hasn’t been easy to fit dating in. I have goals. I want to get there. I have a family who are my NUMBER 1 and I need to come up with something GRAND for their future.
I cancelled my Friday Date. Even though i really do believe Friday night, should always be ‘Date night.’ The guy’s really great, but he’s certainly more of a friend. I infact hope that I know him for quite a long time, yet right now, romantically…it’s just bad timing. Our separate lives are just not in sync, so if I did the date on Friday, i’d just be wasting his time and being a chick who hates her time being wasted…Well…i’d never do that to anyone else. Luckily enough, we’re good enough friends now for us both to be…what’s the term? Oh yeah..’Cool with it.’ *Giggles.*
This weekend i’m gonna do ‘family’ time. Friday night, I want some fun, as the babies are at Keiran’s and I have no work to tend to on Saturday. (Well, that’s a lie, I have lash line work…lots of it.) I’ll decide what i’m doing on Friday later on. PLUS, I want to try and get a massage and another reading over the weekend, between lunches, dinners and PAY DAYS! YES!! WE ALL HAVE A PAY DAY MUCH! And i’m just the same as everyone else!! Nothing feels better than ‘dollar dollar’ that you have earned through might hard work, strutting into your bank account with ‘Hey Fonzi’ thumbs! I’m excited. In fact, if I had time, I’d also get a weave.:)
Anyway, enough of that!
I have Snapchat now!
Add me ‘chrissiewunna1′ (And once i figure out how to work it…i’ll send you Snapchats back.
Well!!! I’m sat at home, after a great day at work, after loving my babies more than life, after a weekend of being ‘Little Miss Social,’ and after lots of vodka and Proseco, with great friends. I sort of had ‘new fun’ with ‘old friends’ and it really was Wunnaful. I got to be a ‘Kitten’
..and let’s just say it served me well! *Wiggle….wink!*
Saturday night, Katie and I did The Winter Seam. (If you’re from Pontefract or Castleford… you’ll know what that is. Lol) We met at 8.30pm, texted and chatted the entire way to out meet up, whilst in separate taxi’s and almost on the dot…we ventured for drinks and a ‘catch up.’
Right! Katie and I are both chicks who probably fancy ourselves as ‘Glamour Pusses.’ She looked divine I looked divine. We did vodka, sat down and had a good old, giggle, bitch and laugh at life. We literally sat down the entire time and TALKED and when you can do that with someone…it means that you get on more than you ever knew you did.
Oh my GOD, we talked, bitched and laughed about everything and everyone we jointly knew. It was a BLAST!
However, unfortunately for us, we’re both almost pissheads. When we drink…we drink and boy did we accidentally GET SMASHED. We got so drunk that I have singing videos that I can never show anybody, we can’t remember half of the night, I did a sick in the toilets upstairs and she fell into a taxi, before being carted off.
We got sooooooooo drunk that we lost each other whilst walking down a flight of stairs and tried to ‘Facetime’ each other, in the bar, madly…but pissed. Have you ever tried to do that? It doesn’t work. O mean, it got to the point where we were trying to send each other pictures of ‘things we were around.’ Again, when pissed…it doesn’t really work.
YET, we didn’t even stay out late? I mean, i’m sure we were in our taxi’s by 11pm or maybe midnight! So, we didn’t even stop out too late. In fact, we really did have a great night and a great ‘catch up.’ I fell asleep in my taxi home, which is always super dangerous and I sort of just arrived home, swung my front door open, strutted upstairs and fell into my bed and straight to sleep. STILL IN MY DRESS AND CLIP IN EXTENSIONS.
(This picture was before more vodka happened.)
WEIRDLY, I actually felt fine in the morning. I felt well rested, dandy and mildy fresh. (I mean, I won’t go that far.) Lt’s just say I didn’t have room spin, or didn’t feel pukey. I sauntered downstairs, in my leopard print jammies and cuddled my babies, who were having breaky with Grandma. (My mum had stayed over to look after them. Aww!)
Anyway, after that, I had to sort of get ready straight away, as I had planned this amazing, ‘couldn’t wait for’ luncheon with Hayley and Graham, at ‘Relish’ in Doncaster. I adore Doncaster, as it’s the town that birthed me and ‘Relish’ is always fun. It’s sort of like a wine/bar and restaurant. It’s great!
So, I got dolled up, curled my hair, tanned, did my face…(hid my rash..that had spread all over my face) and then jumped into my Mercedes to drive my pretty arse to Donny to meet them!
I mean, as I drove into the parking lot, I saw them both walking up and I even got all excited at that point, simply because they looked so happy…they looked so ‘together’ and they just looked so perfect. (And when I say ‘perfect’ and I mean that they looked like they had the kinda love that we all wished we could find. )
Now, I love Hayley and Graham because they both respect each other and love each other madly. They’re fun and polite, intelligent and drink. Hayley’s Glamour Puss (I completely get her and how she feels) and Graham just adores her, (i kept internally ‘awwin’g at how sweet he actually was.) I literally couldn’t WAIT to see them…but OH MY GOD…AFTER ALL THIS TIME THAT I HAD KNOWN THEM, I DIDN’T AT ALL KNOW THAT ONE WAS A GEORDIE AND THE OTHER A SCOUSE!!! How did i even miss that??? How did i never actually know that!?!
So, yes, they have accents…and we did posh ale and proseco and we did proseco simply because Hayley pointed out that it was actually less calories than vodka, which I thought was good for you…;) (Calorie wise.)
WE talked, we laughed, we bantered and relived moments of our lives, together. Now, I secretly adore them both…well…it’s not really that secret. But not just because they’re ‘cute’…yet also because I’m greatly inspired by them. Haley’s gone through such a dramatic weight loss and Graham (who is techy genius…I actually felt like TOTAL TOOL, because I couldn’t figure out how to work the fucking ‘pay and display’ machine in the car park. I was literally stood there like a total PLANK, with hair, eyelashes and madness flying everywhere….even MONEY was flying out my handbag and onto the pavement!)
Anyway, i’m getting distracted. We learnt more about one another and i enjoyed that because we all got along seamlessly. It was so easy and it was lovely because i felt at ease, which sometimes can be hard for me as..well…i’m a being that gets judged quite a lot. It’s always better to hang out with me and find out.
Lunch was great. I had the chicken fajita, Graham had a pizza., Hayley had the salmon. (I wanted to spy and see what she would eat, as she’s like a hardcore ‘Foodie Guru’ to me now. ) We toiletted together, gossipped, talked about live, friends, love and opionions…
…and then we talked BUSINESS!
Now, they’re BOTH very good at what they do and they’re BOTH very intelligent and I love that, as i’m someone who always feels so comforted around people who know what they’re doing. Good people, who know what they’re doing.
Talking business was fun and I hope to have them on board in full force with Wunna land! In fact, Graham actually did my ad for the ‘Screen Nation Awards’, right there at the dinner table, after ale.
There’s lots more to say about these two, but i’m gonna save it for a second.
We got the bill, we stayed and chatted. I gave them a ride home and then I sauntered up to their appartment to see their Baby Coco. (Who is Chihuahua.)
Now, I’m not sure that ‘Coco’ liked having another Glamour puss on her territory at first, as she took one look at my sorry arse and growled at me, in horror. It was like she had to immediately go into ‘protect my owners’ mode, to safe guard them from the mess that is ‘Wunna.’
Luckily, in the end and after a good sniff and two cups of caramel coffee, she forgave me for strutting on her ground, without her permission and warmed up to me, with love…which was good, because I actually adored her, yet i didn’t want her to feel stressed. Lol.
The evening ended up wonderfully and I drove home tired, but with a smile on my little face!
I’ve sort of been super dooper social, this weekend and because i had my first full weekend off in FIVE WEEKS. I kinda wanted to make the most of it and i did. Plus, it was great to sort of have new people placed in my path. All good people. All people who i’d hope to know closely, for ages!
As soon as I got in, i rushed into my living room and swirled around with a giggling Baby Junior. (Ruby was at Pete’s.) We played, we cuddled and then Ruby finally joined us. We danced, we sang, we got into pyjamas and then with love, we chilled.
HOWEVER, I will say that I had never felt so fricking tired in my entire LIFE! I don’t know what hit me? I mean, it could’ve been the need for a sleep catch up, or as superstition would have it, someone could’ve been talking about me…I just don’t know? BUT I WAS BUSH WHACKED, KNACKERED…DONE!
I slept like a log and then out of nowhere my alarm decided to ‘ding, ding’ me up at 7am. I wasn’t ready to start Monday, just yet, but i did it anyway. I was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo knackered all day. But i’m glad that I did bother to get up and get myself to work, as it was AMAZING.
I work with great people, who can just make a shitty day awesome. I had fun. We talked life, love, crows, holidays, diets, ham and leather jackets. We pretty much made fun of each other whenever we could, and the great thing about that, (when it’s done out of love) is that it keeps you alive!
I hope you’re well!
I’m having a vino and going to bed,
Much love to you.
Being super social is worth it, but knackering. I think i might have a bit of rest next weekend, as I have it OFF again! Saying that, i’m feeling a FRIDAY NIGHT ‘hoo haa.’ So, if you fancying ‘hoo..haaring’ with me…you may. I’m meant to be going on a date on Friday night, with the Spanish, Skype, boy. But i don’t reckon it’s going to pan out that way, just yet. He seems a bit irresponsible. Lol. Don’t get me worng, we get on really well and I genuinely think he’s lovely. He’s fun and honest and there’s a sweetness to hime. Like we’d make really great friends. He’s definitely someone who i’d have a luagh with and be able to do a few drinks with now and again.
I guess, that I don’t feel as excited as I should and because my mind is just focused on other things right now. I’ve got a lot going on…and well the fun sort of needs to wait. Well…that kind of fun anyhow! HAHA.
Traffic! Traffic! EVERYWHERE!
I mean, HOLY B’JEEBS! Trying to get anywhere in Pontefract today was a ball ache and if I hate anything, it’s shit that makes my hairy balls…ache. (Metaphorically ofcourse. Just to clarify.)
It was one of those days where I woke up, after going to bed at 3am and simply because my Friday night phone kept bleeping, ringing, messaging me throughout the entire night, via friends who were steaming, or odd horny and thought about me, during those particular moment’s of ‘fancy.’ I (the the Rockstar that I am) was asleep in my leopard print pj’s, as men from Spain, in Manchster sent me messages of lust, friendship and all sorts of other stuff through the entire night. Latin men have hot, stay awake all night’ blood running through their system. Girls from the orient…need sleep. That was all topped off by drunk friend, number 1, drunk friend, number 2, drunk friend…number…you catch my drift…Friends who were drunky, who just needed a ‘Wunna’ in their life….when pissed.
I didn’t have a good night’s sleep (lol) and to top it all off, I woke up with the same fucking RASH, all over my face and neck, that was now RAGING with utter fury. It was so bad that I couldn’t even bring myself to do my face because i’d have to glare at it in the mirror. It was so terrible that even the shower didn’t make it disappear. (If i have some kind of disease, issue or problemo…I always think a shower will wash it away.) Who’da thought? It doesn’t.
I finally got ready, in really bad lighting. Sunlit windows make rashes glow up a treat! Haha. Sexy! Then once i was faux furred and red knee high booted, I slide into my Mercedes, with a giant scarf wrapped around my ‘hide me now’ neck and drove to Specsavers to pick up my ‘Pussycat’ glasses. The seeing eye glasses that make me look like a vintage Bond Girl. The Glasses of all glasses. The glasses that make you go ‘oooh.’
Couldn’t find anywhere to park for the life of me. So, I’ve now decided to despise all places that don’t provide adequate parking spaces and places that do, that are simply busy whenever I need to park.Traffic all the way, Drama all the way. Grannies, who couldn’t drive all the way. Lines waiting to pay for parking, all the way. Mayhem, madness, no spots to park AT ALL!
Finally picked up my specs. (She had to fit them around my false eyelashes and stated that I may need to go back in for a refit, if my lashes reduced in size. GLAMOUR PUSS.)
Here Kitty, Kitty!
Tried to go out to lunch. Traffic got the better of me. Got home. Tanned. Chilled. Keiran brought the children back home, after a fabulous evening of ‘Daddyhood’ (he was actually really lovely to me, which was nice to see, he’s sort of changed his life around, so i’m watching with my little speccy eyes and seeing what happens next) and well now i’m trying to moisturize my rash, after taking an allergy pill and doing a countdown with ‘Miss. Thornton’ via text. ‘Miss Thornton’ is my choice companion, this evening for a bit of ‘party party.’
(I should’n’t have taken that allergy pill. Its making me feel funny. STUPID RASH! Maybe if i eat more, it’ll go away? AGAIN….The ‘Chrissie Wunna’ logic makes an appearance.)
So, now, i’m waiting and chilling, whilst partly getting ready for my night of ‘catch up’ with Katie. Everyone seems to be texting me, wanting to meet or wanting me to meet up with them…boys, girls, strangers, friends…but whatever…tonight, it’s Team ‘Wunna/Thornton’ and we’re starting off at around 8.30pm ish, at the bars in Xscape. So, we’ll either end up in Winter Seam…or flounder off later to ‘Biggies.’ Depending on how our night pans out. I mean, it’s where everyone around here ends up. ‘Seam’ or ‘Biggies.’ I’ve even eaten this sandwich..
to make me feel better and prevent me from ‘doing a sick’ this evening, as I always forget to eat before drinking and I always ‘do a sick.’
Looking forward to my night. ‘Grandma’ is staying over at mine with the Babies, who will be fast asleep shortly anyhow. Daddy knackered them out!
This is ‘Miss. Thornton’…
Tonight, we’re doing drinking!
Ps/ I’m turning ‘seasoned’ again, as I remembered to organize my Sunday with ‘Hayley’ before I got tipsy.
What was that? I have TWO ENTIRE DAYS OFF IN A ROW! Yes! That was that! Hurrah! Let’s Tango. Drink champers! Let’s play!!!
The thing about being a kitten, a glamour puss, a mum, a worker and running a business, is that balance is what you need. In the past year, as I peek at it, under the yesteryear’s rug…i did really well when it came to pulling myself together when life threw all sorts of jolly shit boulders at me. I managed to stay chipper. It was sort of like one of those crap games at the arcade where ‘objects’ pop up out of nowhere and you’re on a timer. Luckily you have a mallet in your hand and before your quid runs out, you have to bonk (not that kind of ‘bonk’ as that would just be messy) all the ‘objects’ on the head, around flashing lights…and before they bop back down and repeat being a nuisance. (Can you tell i’ve had wine? )
That was my last year! This year….no obstacles. It’s all smooth sailing. But I will repeat myself and tell you that it is important that you set goals, surround yourself around good people, the right people and stay focused when you need to be. Being slack is so 2014.
So, my 2014 wasn’t balanced in the sense of, I worked really hard..yet i didn’t play much. I worked hard and ‘Mummied’ even harder. It was great because to get back on track you need that PUSH back up to the surface, don’t you? I did that. I’m swimming it now and in nipple tassles. In fact, fuck nipple tassles. I’m skinny dipping to victory music. (You choose your own track, be it ‘Eye of the Tiger’ or the ‘Benny Hill Theme Tune.’)
So, this year alongside, working hard, being mum and doing business…seeing what could be out there ‘romance’ wise…(it’s going shit at the moment..lol..and i think mainly because i’m happy. It’s much easier to latch onto love when you’re devastated and lonely, isn’t it. It’s not healthy love, but it’s much easier. When you’re happy, but just become pickier. )
Where was I? Yeah…all that above…and well this year, i’m back to being me, i have my little body back on track, the babies are a little more grown, so i’m gathering my sexy heels and getting my social life back on track. I’m doing it at the right time, as everything else is sort of in place. Mainly…the children. It’s important to always nurture them, yet the initial phase of ‘need’ is heavy and to me it’s a must that Mum’s are there in full force, during that time.
Now…a while on..I can have fun tooo! YAY!
So, i’m enjoying wine tonight. My Mum’s coming over to chill with me and do family. The children are at Keiran’s…(I’ve seen their new room and it is amazing. He did such a grand job. I’m impressed. But he always has impressed me. In fact , he came into my work before i finished my day, with the children and it was kinda lovely…as RUBY loves seeing us ‘as one.’) Then i looked at luxury soap that dangled off a fairy lit tree like forbidden fruit and bought Ruby felt rabbits.
I’m home now, in pyjamas, still with a rash because of my diet. It’ll be gone soon, i’m sure. I hate my psoriasis. I swear it hates me too. I have no idea what causes it…I just wish that i didn’t have it….ON MY FACE!
‘Hey, I’m Chrissie…you wanna date? I have a rash. It’s fine though…it’s just…… ON MY FACE.’
Nothing screams’ Make me your forever’ more.
So, i’m having a chill Friday night. I’ve already tended to cleaning and i’m i’m gonna do a bit on the lash line and read through a lot of the investment stuff and promo stuff. (Very technical with my terms, I know.)
In the morning, i’m picking up my new specs. I’m ordering more ‘eyes’ as I call them…you call them ‘contact lenses.’ I’m gonna chill a little, shop a little and then i’m gonna get home, have vino and get ready to meet an old work colleague, ‘Katie’ who i’ve actually missed, because i think that if I had worked with her more…(and i loved the times that I did) that we’d actually be really good friends. So, I’m glad that we’ve managed to stay in touch. We’ll get dressed up, meet up, have a drink and a bitch. I’ll love it! AND, i don’t have work the next morning, so I won’t get sent home HURRAH!
It’ll be fun. I mean, it’s always good when you leave old work places, yet still manage to stay in touch with the people that you loved from that place…that you probably now hate.
So Katie and I will be doing Xscape in Castleford (incase,you don’t know what i’m chuntering on about) and then whatever, or wherever happens…will happen. All i know is that, we’re both fun…so we’ll have a blast. BRING IT! *Slurps wine.*
OOh my Mum’s here! i’ll chat to you later…and simply because i can.
Hope you have an amazing Friday night!
Today was great!
I’ve finally eased off my shiny, bright red, button of ‘panic’ and i’ve gleefully wiggled into my happy zone of ‘all smiles’ and to be honest, i’ve never felt better!
Now, i don’t know whether it was because my surrounding have been different today? Negative rubs off on you, as does Team Positive. What you absorb from your environment matters. I don’t know if it’s because i’m easing off my ‘time of the month.’ Meaning, i’m no longer fussy and drained and instead more ‘Fresh as Daisy,’ back to my normal, hormonally balanced self. :0 It’s ace being a girl. I also don’t know whether it’s because today I achieved and completely by accident. It was one of those days where i did better than I thought i would and when that happens and you shock yourself…you feel like a million gold star stickers. You utterly ‘buzz’ from it. And finally…i don’t know if it’s because so much happened to me at once last week. All wonderful stuff…but lots all at once. When lots happens to me and it tumbles in as one heavy heap of glory, i get terrified and analyse it all, far too much, instead of realizing and enjoying. Stupid really, as I hate people like that!
To be honest, it could’ve either been all of the above of part of it? Who knows, all that matters is the fact that i’m doing the correct thing and that is concentrating on how GREAT i feel now!! life is wonderful right now!
I’m in my comfies, i have a wine, I have eyelash line work to do…the babies are asleep, I have one more day of work and then I’M OFF FOR THE ENTIRE WEEKEND! (This never happens…so i’m excited!) I’ve scheduled in shopping with family and a night out with Katie, followed by my Sunday with Hayley and Graham! It feels great!
Keiran’s text me to tell me that he’s decorated a whole new bedroom for the children. They haven’t seen it yet and will do tomorrow, when they go to his….so i’m excited for them…especially Ruby. He seems pretty chuffed with it all, so i can’t wait for pictures. I mean, he had to put off seeing them all week due to this decorating and part of me seemed disappointed in him because if I was going to decorate, I would’ve had to do it with the children around. Men, never have to, they can pick their moments to parent, when separated. However, now and because i’m not on my period…:)….i now think it’s sweet that he’s done that and taken the time to do them a room. I mean, i’m lucky to have had them, without them having to do a ‘stop out.’ So, yeah…i’m back to little bubbly me. He’s all good. I’m happy.
Work’s good. Social life is great. Friends are ace. Eyelash line doing well. Business plan for investment going slowly because i can’t do maths. PR for lash line is going fabulously. Babies are more than happy. We’re closer than ever. EVERYTHING IS GOING WELL and i’m excited!
Erm…last night, i had a Skype chat with a guy. He first messaged me on Tinder and well i didn’t really chat to him much because i was busy working and otherwise occupied. Yet he didn’t really give in. he kept messaging and then after a break, he sent me a message saying he had a new number.
I sent him brief messages, but then when i went to my psychic she described this guy EXACTLY! He stated that he was Spanish, living in Manchester and she told me his exact name! It was creepy because at the time, I didn’t know who she was on about and it wa sonly at the end of my reading that I shouted out in realization saying, ‘SHIT, I DO KNOW WHO THAT GUY IS!’ It was crazy.
Anyway because of what she said, I thought that i’d send him a message. We’ve been messaging since, more informally than anything. But yesterday we did a video Skype call…which was nice and what it actually taught me was to not judge a book by it’s cover. I mean my psychic had told me a lot about this guy and randomly and she said that he wasn’t what he seemed and in a good way.
We chatted…it was great because he was really attractive, but dead normal…fun loving…sort of like ME! he struggled with his English also wanted to type. But i think he’s pretty genuine. He’d make a great friend. So, i guess next weekend or the weekend after we’re gonna hang out. Apparently, i’m going to teach him English.
So, that was great except it was at 11pm and i looked ROUGH. I fucking looked dead rough. I was knackered from working a whole day. I was stressed. I had babies fighting a night time sleep…it was hardcore. I was TIRED. I even looked at the screen, saw myself and nearly died. because he looked alright and i looked TERRIBLE, because i was soo knackered. It was one of those moments where in which i felt that i didn’t look like my picture…which is always annoying and i didn’t want him to think that of me. I even thought it’d put him off. (It kinda showed me how shallow I was. Lol)
So that was fun!
I work all day tomorrow. I’m on deadline now for investment, eyelash line promotions and all sorts. Tomorrow night i have to myself and then i shop Saturday, I go out Saturday night and then Sunday I meet up with Hayley! I’m so happy and i can’t believe that i’ll have two days off work in an actual row…and that i’ll actually get a night where in which i can sleep ‘starfish.’
Love you all long time!
Ps. Celebrity Big Brother has been great this time around!
Okay! So, i’m still panicking. Lots is happening. Lots is being ‘silver serviced’ onto my plate and instead of doing the correct thing and embracing it with a glamourous air…i’m panicking and stressing and being all internal a nutty about it.
Now, nothing out of all the things that are going on, be it in my work life, for my business, or in my love, is going badly. In fact, quite the opposite, as it’s all going pretty amazingly and when things are all good…I should truly know better than to panic..as we all know that it causes a weird jolly build up on stress that just rolls up a ball of negativity and bowls in down the alley, missing ever skittle. I know that. know better than that.
But i’ve pushed panic button anyway because it’s my ‘time of the month’ and girls… if we don’t have anything to cry about, during out period…we need something to stress over.
Everything is going well and lots of all different opportunities are a knocking. I’m actually doing more than great, so it seems odd that i’d be this bizarro.
Instead of being a stress head, i’ve just decided to remain calm, deal with it all with a wink and breathe. That way it’ll all go well and i deserve ‘well’ because i work so hard.
I did the other thing when you panic and that’s organize a night out with a being who will either nurture you or you can have fun with. So, Saturday night my old work colleague Katie and I are off and about to party party, round our local town to catch up, have fun, drink, gossip, be bitches and love it! I’ve missed Katie and well it’ll just be really great to have some party time with her, as it’s been ages since i’ve even manage to speak to her properly.
Day job is great, Lashes are selling, Babies are fabulous. (I got to keep the babies tonight because Keiran is still decorating. Love it! They were happy and ate noodles.)
My love life is stale and not due to a lack of choice, yet because i haven’t focused on it. Boys just can’t be themselves around me and i crave to find the ‘man of my dreams.’ This is not a good combination when you need a result. For example, a guy has just offered to come over and ‘spoon’ and well we all know that boys don’t just want to come over and ‘spoon.’ AND i also know that it makes me feel uncomfortable when boys want to skip getting to know me properly part and just offer to spend the night at my home. I hate it, as i never trust them and well it feels a bit odd having a random gent, muscle into my bubble, just like that, as i’m massively protective over my bubble and well the babies come first….and well i come…well it panic. HAHAH. Word of the day much! PLUS, movie night at my house, which just means boning to a boy comes much much later. I can’t do it. I don’t have it in me if i don’t really know them. But as soon as boy mentions…(and this is right at the beginning of dating) that he wants to come over…i immediately get turned off him. Unless I know him already, trust him already and like him a lot. …already. HAHAH. If he’s my friend, then it’s at an advantage…as i prefer that to newbies. ) and my friends are always welcome over, whenever they feel. M logic is odd, but true.
So, yes…this year is all about making my lash line HUGE and find the man of my dreams. I’m still excited for it and i’m sure i’ll be more excited once, i’m back to normal and i’m no longer surfing a monthly cycle.
I love you all and I’ll catch you in the morning.
Keep reading. Thank you FOR reading.
I have a rash. My stress rash. That rash that pops up out of nowhere and says ‘WASSUP,’ all over my neck and face, whenever i hit ‘panic button’ and do it all behind excessive smiling and waving. Lol
To be honest, i’ve been off all day and it’s got nothing to do with anything too dramatic other than the fact that it’s my ‘time of the month.’ I’ve got a great deal going on right now and i feel so grateful to have so much going on…yet having all these great things at once, all happening all at once, means work.I enjoy work, yet i’m definitely feeling nervous and stressy. and girls, when we’re on our ‘time of the month’ it makes us feel hideous! My rash is here. It;s gross. I even tried to give it away to my good friend ‘Booty’ today because when she gets stressed she apparently gets the ‘shakes,’ followed by a headache. I figured having a neck rash would be better than a headache, so i offered it out. It didn’t work, She’d rather have a headache.
Right! On a cheerier note, my life is AWESOME. The lash line is doing well…The lashes are selling, I spent all evening sorting out my pitch for investment. (Always hilarious when shit at maths.) I’m partnering up with award shows to help promote my brand and i’m honoured to do so, because I feel as though i’m taking the correct baby steps for the brand, myself and well in order to set an example and inspire. Y’see, I reckon, i’m a dead good role model for all of those who have nearly hit ‘rock bottom,’ or made a few bad choices, all single mums in doubt or young girls with ambition. I’m all of that andi fi can do it, as in pull myself together and make ‘dreams come true.’ THEN YOU CAN TOOOOOOO!
I’v worked all day. It’s been my Mum’s birthday, i’ve auditioned, i’ve panicked and i’ve been Mummy. Cosmopolitan got back to me today, so i’m sending them a gift bag of my lashes for review. Wahoo! And, i’m hoping to be part of the gift bag for the Screen Nation Awards this year…
I’m tired, but loving it. I’m hopeful and looking forward to feeling right again, so i can juggle, work, Mummyhood, a business, a social life and trying to date. I want to be a success and I want to be with the man of my dreams.
2015 is all about the above..i’m ready…i’m set…Let’s do this! Coem join me!
ps/ Too tired to write anymore. xx
For some reason, this weekend’s been stressy. I don’t know why it has, as i’ve had this unbelievably AMAZING fucking week of ‘dreams come true? In fact, so unbelievable…that it sort of became a bit stressy because that’s what I do. All turns out roses and I go around trolloping around the garden in a panic and start stomping on them by accident sauced up, out of fear! Can all this great stuff happen to me once? Do I deserve it? Am I that amazing? (Wiggle…Giggle.) I mean, my psychic did say that the ‘hard stuff’ in my life was now over…and the rest of my life would be ‘charmed.’ Right? I’m super lucky and instead of stressing about it, i’ve decided to have my wine, centre myself, pull in the ‘flap’ (oh GOD, it sounds mucky again. HAHA.) I simply mean stay focused and leave the ‘tizzy’ behind me. I get quite excited and very easily. My nature is that way inclined. I’m happy go lucky, more than I am cynical and brash, yet I sometimes forget to ‘centre’ and focus. Y’know, GROUND MYSELF, before the starry storm starts. Before you know it, i’m ‘can can’ dancing, shooting rockets into the skies and popping open champagne sprays over innocents, whilst screaming ‘Yeehaa’ and totally in celebratory nipple tassles.
I’m staying calm. Staying focused. Calm. Focused. Not getting into a tizzy and not getting terrified.
But to give you insight…I’m actually going to do it..i’m actually going to ride up that Success ladder…lashes n’all. It made me eat handfuls of carbs today, well that and alongside it being my Mum’s pre birthday love. (I gave her her present early simply because I couldn’t wait. I’m all about treating my Mama these days and well let me just say…we’ve been through a lot together, some good, some bad, some weird…but no matter what our family has always remained so close we’re tighter than tight. We’re best friends. And since being a Mum myself…a single one (which my Mum, luckily didn’t have to stiletto through) I’ve kinda found an even grander appreciation for her. She helps me a lot and if anything, she needs a rest! Lol.)
Another thing! Keiren had Ruby and Junior on Friday and OH GOD, nothing was worse than getting home after visiting Chris at the Glassroom, to an EMPTY, DARK, COLD HOUSE! It was awful, tot he point where I have no clue how anyone does it. And it’s not just the ‘oh i feel lonely’ thing that’s shit. It’s the ‘where is the love and energy that I’ve created’ thing? There’s usually a bustle, a buzz, a swirl. Yet there was just me…mildy tipsy…but just me. In fact being tipsy made it worse. I flicked on my living room light to nothing, turned on the tv, simply for noise. I poured a wine and had a weep. HAHAH. I always cry when the babies have a ‘stay over.’ I’m shit at being okay with it. I enjoy the fact that i have time to focus on work, to make their bread and butter, but one they’re not around me…i miss them, the juggle, the madness. THE LOVE.
I left everything on and went to bed. I wasn’t depressed. I’m the opposite to that. Lol. It just sounds depressing. It was only one night and I was getting up for work in the morning. Plus, i’m usually with my parents or at least someone but my Mum had gone out on a birthday dinner with friends. So, I was on my lonesome. I have no idea how Keiran does it? He definitely chose badly, as it must be quite hard for him to go home to that sort of emptiness…especially when you know 10 minutes away there’s your would’ve been ‘family’ swirling around in merriment, making memories together. I’m glad that i don’t have to do it very often. I count my blessing every time!
I shopped today in Doncaster. Bought a coat, simply because i’m always freezing. My coats are little fur bits. So I got one of those pink Soda parkers, with a pink fur hood. Classy! I swear, we’re gonna have shit weather and when we do, i’ll look like the hottest eskimo on the block. Don’t HATE. I didn’t buy shoes though. We apparently need protective shoes for work? To me that means something completely different. I’ll buy black stilettos and wear them like champions to protect me from the ‘uglies’ who want to forward me pictures of their genitals. I’m sure that’s what he means. However, fuck it…i went with not bothering,as I always misread ‘the memo.’ I’m not buying shoes unless they’re glammy. If you strut into or out of anything..you need your heels to be divine.
Gay Adam sent me a message! A picture one that showed my book, ‘Diaries of a Glamour Puss’ wedged between ‘The Greats’ of English literature. Apparently now i’m going to have to slum it and get buried at ‘Westminster Abbey’ with those great, writey folks. I always thought that Greek Gods in Togas would carry me off into the distance, or that i’d be buried in a glitter swamp under rainbows and people hysterically weeping at my loss. But whatever…you can’t win’em all. Westminster it is!
Right, i’m off. I’ve got my business plan to read and my application for investment to finish off. Things take ages when you’re a single Mum, but i’m headed upwards! Trying to date, being Mum, working a day job, having a social life, running a business and being simply Wunnaful is hard, but i KNOW that i can fit all the pieces of this jigsaw together and make it work in my favour.
You can toooooo…
So, yeah..be productive and all that shit.
Ps/ I’m loving ‘Celebrity Big Brother’ this year, even though it has been a bit stressy to watch. I’ve been reading up on everyone’s thoughts on Katie Price entering the house and well to be honest, I LOVE IT! I personally think she looked amazing, that she was genuinely nervous and that it was refreshing to have her back on my telly screen, where she sort of belongs. Can’t we just give her a chance yet. She’s a veteran at this..she’ll do something ace that will make us enjoy the rest of the show even more. Plus, she’s a grown up now. Grown ups are a bit more sensible…usually. (Not you Perez.)