Good, strong, men are far more attracted to good strong women who work hard, do well and own success with a stamp of ‘Va voom.’ That’s a fact. Just thought i’d throw that out there!
So sorry that I haven’t managed to blog since Friday. Right now, I’m a busy girl and the time that i’m not working, i’m indulging with my babies. (Ooh, ooh…da babies.) Things are currently super fabulous and i’m feeling pretty great. I’m working hard, doing well…embracing all that’s chucked at me and doing it with a wink. I’m feeling appreciated. I’m feeling loved and girls…Mama is making BANK.
I’m really looking forward to Christmas and i’m really happy today because it’s weird how many lives you accidentally touch without you really realizing. I’m a good egg. I must be. Who’d a thought! (Wink, Pout.)
So yeah, working hard. I’m owning two jobs and bundling up my eyelash line for the launch this Christmas with my greedy, loving and rather glitzy arms of ‘ooh laa.’ ( I was apparently on telly last night. The Milkman at work told me he heard my voice, late at night, whilst he was having a cuppa tea on his telly box. It scared him.) I’m actually working my notice at one place and it’s weird because you don’t realize how much you’ll maybe miss people until it’s time to gallop off and away into the distance. I’m gonna miss folk. But it’s all good as everything happens for a reason and well i’m lucky. Really lucky. I mean, I don’t even know if I deserve to be this lucky, but who’s complaining, NOT ME. It’s the opening of three very new chapters for me and well i never do things a chapter at a time…it’s three…and i love it.
New day job, the lash line…and new lease of life on romance. I’m going on a date tomorrow. I’ve never been to the place that i’ve picked before. Yet, i can’t wait, because i feel as though i had such a good moment with the being in question, under the stars on Sunday evening…that it all made sense, all felt right and well they were brave. After normal chitter chatter, the threw in a ‘how they were actually feeling’ moment…and i like that. I’m quite outspoken and i certainly appreciate it in others.I love passion. I’m offended at next to nothing. And with boys…i love bravery. So, the fact that they casually whopped in a ‘we should go out one night…’ after our chilling…made me happy. Tomorrow night, we’re out to dinner and I picked a little restaurant in Doncaster, that i’ve never been to, firstly because I adore Donny and secondly because i wanted NEW ground to stomp, romance and do memories on!
But yes, work, love and family are going sooooo well.
I don’t know what else to tell you, other than it’s time for me to pour a night cap! I’m finding some really talented folk right now, who i’m snagging by my side for Chrissie Wunna ltd. The smart people hire the people who are great at what they do, to help. Got home today, saw the most awesome lash line surprise….it made me jump with glee..and just like that…i found another awesome human to bundle in m luxury bag of talent! (Thanks Graham!)
Right got to go. It’s Baby time and i have work, work work, tomorrow.
Happy Almost Christmas. (I skip Halloween. I think it’s shitty. )
Evening my dolls of delight!
Well, today was stressy and only stressy due to stupid shit and if i hate anything…i despise ‘stupid shit.’ The kinda shit that doesn’t matter when you look at the big picture of life and why we all do it! The kinda shit that only the negative dwell on because they have nothing more exciting going on in their own dandy lives.
Today… was filled with that kind of shite…and well even though do i not suffer fools that well, i’m quite kind hearted, therefore if i feel as though i’ve been more than favourable and it has been belly flopped back at me (I’m a glamour puss…we don’t enjoy belly flops ) i simply shove it in my ‘no thank you’ box and file it under ‘bad times.’
The good thing is i’m HAPPY. Really happy. That’s just the nonsense that it sprinkled over my inner ‘good times,’ right now. I’m working my notice at my day job, i’m already working my new job, i cannot WAIT to luanch my eyelash lien this Christmas and well the babies….I ADORE THE BABIES! They are my world. I’ve giggled, laughed and played with them all evening and well i’m pretty lucky to be blessed with such a gorgeous little family.
Yesterday, my ‘Chrissie Wunna’ eyelash line GIFT BAGS, arrived! YES! I designed them…coloured them and found someone to print them up, make them for me and deliver them to my door!
It’s awesome because everything seems so real now, so i’m dead excited! My lashes are still yet to come, but once they’re here and i’ve sorted out my online store…we’re off and ready to ‘cha ching’ you all in!
I can’t wait!!
Things are going so well right now that i feel as though i could spit at it would turn to gold. *Wiggle wink.*
The good thing about me is that i’m a tryer and God loves a tryer doesn’t he!
I have the happiest babies in all the land. (Junior wkaes up every morning and forces me to put the Kayne West ‘Gold Digger’ song on so he can dance to it. ) Christmas ( my fave time of year) is en route…on it’s way…about to POP. It’s also my birthday this Crimbo!(Wahoo) I can’t wait to launch my business, i’ts eyelash luxury brand galore. I’m about to embrace my new job. I have a wonderful group of friends, an amazing family and right now, i’m drinking ‘stressy day’ wine. Always the best kinda of evening tipple!
Love you dolls.
Everything’s ace. I seem to be washing off the negative and moving forward positively with glee, strength and ‘ooh laa.’ Y’know, everything you end up doing in life, is for some kind of reason. There’s some dumb lesson to learn, some time or place that you needed to encounter. 2014, has been a year of change and well right now, i’m in a great position. I’ve met some wonderful friends, who i hope to keep soldier close to me for life and i’ve experienced some wonderful moments, be they good or bad….that I hope make me develop as a human and let’s face it, i’m a pretty jolly human..innit.
I’m busy right now, meaning i hardly have time to blog. I’m experiencing a bit of delay on my lashes, yet not too much of a delay that it affects my launch. The children are great. No. They’re really great. I couldn’t adore them anymore and well each day that I wake, i know how lucky i am to be blessed with such amazing babies.
Christmas, my favourite time of year and my birthday season is coming up. I couldn’t be more excited.
I’m learning to not let the shit that doesn’t really matter get to me. We as humans, do that, don’t we? We shouldn’t. It doesn’t matter. Let’s just let the bitter mull over the pain of life, whilst the people getting ahead look forward to the good times.
I do think that everything happens for a reason and i do feel ever so grateful for all the good things that I have going on right now.
The weekend was filled with my photoshoot and well anytime yuo have outfits, heels, and confetti, in a warehouse, that was mildy ‘Lads pad’ for a shoot, you know you’ve been struck my Wunna. I’m super pleased with my pictures. So i hope you are too. But you won’t see them just yet, as i’m plonking them on my lash line website
I still have lots to do and there’s just not enough time to do them.
Boys love me right now. Right now…i’m concentrating on my business.
Really tired, work in the morning, two full time jobs and two babies. A new business to run and well everything in between.
I need a wine.
I love you,
Blogging at six o clock in the morning! Y’see, these days, i just have to try and fit things in when I can. But i’ll tells you that my stress button has eased up a great deal, as I peeky found the route of my stress. Once discovered, i noticed that I was actually pretty chilled, happy and grateful to be in such a wonderful position. It’s funny how one thing, one situation, one person, one tiny niggly bit of negative nonsense can really get you down internally. The healing or discovery process takes a while. But like I said, once found. You’re dandy.
I’m dandy. I’m beaming. It’s bizarre because like most, I’m sensitive enough be stressed when something negative sponges it’s way into my kitten soul of glee, yet ‘Jolly Hero’ enough to be able to pull myself together, laugh my sorry arse off and get on with life, or the job at hand like a trooper. I don’t take bad things seriously…because I see the big picture. I know what life is about. Well, I reckon I do anyway…and i’m dead lucky me.
SO, yesterday I had a really really busy day and a great deal of money was made (not for me, but for others) yet I got some kind of weird GIANT satisfaction out of it, working hard and achieving. I’m like a proper grown up now. I mean, a new lip gloss used to give me the same buzz of joy. However, these days, working hard…(even though we all swore, sweated and moaned all the way through it) sort of gave me a sick kick of ‘yeah baby,’ once we had found out how much money we had actually made! I like results and winning things and they say that people of that sort do well in life?
Today, is my day off. Yet in Wunna land, those days are spent working. I’m up early because I have two shoot today for the beauty line. Both that i haven’t prepared for. I haven’t tanned, glitzed up to even organised what I’m going to be wearing, doing or pouting for? I’m stressed because if i can do anything it’s last minute posing. I might not be able to save the world, but plonk me infront of a camera and i’m at my most comfortable. Anyway, yes. Lots of shoots. All i know is that they’re going to be quick and going to go well…and i’ll probably grab inspiration whilst i’m at them. They’re usually your best pictures. (I’m currrently craving custard cream pretend cigarettes and I don’t even smoke?)
My psoriasis is on the mend. Seems that it is stress that makes it get all excited and flair up. Doctor parents are good. I smeared this magic cream all over my rashes last night and well it FUCKING FELT LIKE MY ENTIRE FACE WAS BURNING. It was horrid. I could’ve died. My entire face was sore, on fire and well i wanted to rip it off it hurt so bad. THEN….it calmed down…and as did I, to a bit of Strictly and X Factor. Both shows brilliant this year! They are my favourite! I’m also loving the new ITVbe channel. It’s like it was designed JUST for me. All my fave shows in one. ‘Real Housewives…Dallas Cheerleaders….Vanderpump Rules….Towie….’ OMG smear me in luxury. Heart! Heart! HEART! (I ate four chocolate, fresh creamed eclairs yesterday, after not being able to eat all day due to busy busy times. I loved them….they loved me. Perfect, when indulging in ITVbe.)
I fell asleep last night without knowing, with my motivational video still playing…lol…my contact lenses still in and my mobile phone not on charge (which is annoying) as it had fallen out my palm to also enjoy some bed rest with me, in my blankets. It started buzzing at six o clock and i jumped up to find it like a maniac, yet couldn’t because it was immersed in blanket galore.
I’ve decided that I don’t like naggy people and that I can read people quickly because i’ve experienced a lot of folk from all walks of life. AND i don’t enjoy people who ‘guilt trip.’ I’m the worse one to pull that move on because i hardly ever feel guilty. When it comes to boys and i’m talking new boys who are attempting to woo me. (It’s Christmas innit, so everyone now tries to couple up.) Well, new boys that hope t step into Wunna land, just don’t get me and don’t get the art of wooing. Bravery and giant romantic gestures are the only things that initially work. A text, followed by a grumpy text, followed by a guilt trip text, followed by a moody text…shows me who you are immediately…and that’s moany and if i hate anything, it’s moany boys. I see them as girly and well i quite laid back. I hardly ever moan. Funnily enough, I don’t see that as romantic…nor is a text. I’m really busy right now with work, success and babies and i don’t have time to introduce a new face into my world and care for it appropriately, without them..well…giving me grief.
I’m back on track with love now and do believe that there is someone ‘worth it’ for everyone and simply because, (and as i’ve told you) after hanging out with a bunch of really old pensioners, I sort of witnessed how lonely life is, when you don’t have anyone to share it with. You need someone to love and someone to grow old with. It’s heartbreaking to see them all alone and openly stating how lonely they were. That’s not going to be me when i’m older. It’s the smallest moments that I remember.
Anyway, i’ve got to do coffee and get ready.
Today, i feel happy and excited and it’s the most amazing feeling ever!
What a week! I am the busiest I have ever been in my entire life. I have two FULL TIME day jobs. Yes! TWO OF THEM. I have two cheery babies. I have my own business to launch in 3 weeks and so many deadlines, approaching. You can imagine the amount of stress that I’m under. And yes…my rash has returned. Annoying!
I’m quite an expressive being. A performer. However, whenever I close down, bottle up and take life on the chin, with that ever so British stiff upper lip. (I can’t even cry right now, because i’m that closed off.) Well…my body throws out a ‘fuck you’ and i get a rash all over my face and body. Sexy, I know. It’s back. And it stinks.
The positive of all this is that i’m lucky to be inundated with such opportunity. Opportunity that is one works correctly with benefit me threefold. The negative is that i’m stressed. Super stressed. Wine isn’t even working. Deadline are terrifiying me and my work load just seems like endless Post IT notes, scattered around my life, one hundred at a time, wherever I go.
I need an early night. Yet i either can’t fit one in, and if i can…i can’t sleep through it.
On a great note. My babies LOVE Christmas. One evening to release love to the world, I took them on a pre Xmas evening, so that they could indulge in fun, fantasy, laughter and lights. My babies LOVE Christmas. Junior danced and giggled his way to merriment. Honestly, you couldn’t even imagine a happier baby. Ruby dashed around beautifully lit and designed trees. like the North Pole was her oyster. Thank GOD they love Christmas, as it would be shitty if they didn’t. It’s my favourite time of year.
I have a lot to do, so i’m gonna whizz through this blog…I’ve enjoyed champagned, witness grannies cry because they’re going to miss me, listened to controlling men, control other women. Been hit on. Been called ‘ugly.’ Oh and ‘a skank,’ On the same day I was called ‘beautiful’ and ‘someone who really makes a difference.’ I’m hid away from confrontation. I’ve embraced change. I’ve stepped forward bravely and coward away from situations all at the same time. I have a stress rash. It’s shit. I have an eyelash line about to launch, in a month. And one that I have created from scratch all by myself!! It’s making me nervous. I have so much to do. But i’m going to do and well, for once i actually can’t believe it and proving that if you work hard and do things the way YOU want them, you can be massive success.
I’ve just been sent a motivational video by a loved one. I guess, they believe in more than I thought. I have a wine. I’m working LOTS. I’m shattered and need a break. Then I wouldn’t have a rash. Without rash, i’m happy. I’ve been to wig fittings. I have shoot on Sunday. I’ve chosen an online store and theme. I’m trying to pick a billboard.
I’m meeting some really great people. When I say ‘great,’ I simply mean interesting. I’m not judging them nd simply embracing them…which is making them adore me. I’m recieving GIFTS! WONDERFUL GIFTS from kind people who want to wish me well. Aww! And yes, have a wine
Basically, right now, i’m super stressed, with lots to do and i can’t seemto manage it all, but i’m hoping for the best. iw ant my rash to go. I can’t wait to be abel to sleep better, breathe better and enjoy life the way I have always imagined. I loved ‘Seven Days with..’ Tamara Ecclestone and ‘Real Housewives of Beverly Hills’ is STILL my favourite ever show.
I also recieved cake, cupcake samples and need to hrie a part time assistant. I’m looking forward to change and looking forward to stepping up the ladder of success. I’m about to go to bed and watch this motivational video, whilst being tucked in.
I’m working all weekend.
I’m happy…even though i’m stressed
I have help.
I want this rash to go away and well for the numpties who leave stupid comments on my ever so glitzy ad’s…you have rubbish taste. I’m ace. So deal with it. For the handful that moan about me, quite rudely, and out loud. ….thousands of others enjoy and tune into my blog daily. So four or five newbies might despise me, but this week alone 72 more people liked my Facebook fan page, so thank you. I’m grateful. You are totally my favourites!
I think i need flowers, cuddles, to feel special, appreciated and treated.
Exhausted, but ON IT! I’m currently buying wigs. Yes…wigs at 9pm at night, after a full and very busy day at work. I got in late and once settled, then had to commence organizing everything for a photoshoot, that I need to tend to as soon as I possibly can. I’m on a MAJOR DEADLINE now and fitting everything in is SO HARD.
I’m body has worked so hard, it’s worn. I’m almost hitting my panic button, but not.
I have a full day at of work tomorrow and at the same time five alternate outfits to throw together, by myself, for a shoot that I still need to organize.
I’m trying to book a billboard. I’m going on a ‘lash tour’ where I visit shopping malls and lash you all up.
Things are great, but I AM SHATTERED.
I have help. I’m happy. But i’m running as fast as I can on empty…like the clappers, in heels.
This time, i feel determined.
I feel unstoppable. But also wish that Christian Aid, Farmer Copleys and Asda QUIT stealing all the billboard space that I wish to purchase! UGH!
Other than that…my i’ve had a guy call me ‘high maintenance’ and ugly and another call me ‘slanted eyed.’ Lol. You can’t be fugly and racist and score points. Just because I’m Burmese (which I’m super proud of) doesn’t mean i’m not British and just because i won’t bonk you, even though you’ve never met me, doesn’t make me ugly in real life or high maintenance.
I’m about to place myself in a position now where others are free to banter and all for others having their own opinion. Yet, the shit storm that comes along with being Ms.Wunna…is a ball ache. Can’t you JUST BUY LASHES. They’re coming out…SOON.
Right! I am busying up now and i’m reaching for ‘panic’ button, but not quite ready to give it a *whack.* 2014 has been a bastard of a year, but i intend to go out with bells on. Y’see, the only awesome thing about everything going wrong, in the first part of the year, is if you manage to turn it around, like some kinda hero with boobies…to the point where you get to gloat with merry laughter and middle finger the non believers. This is especially good, if they haven’t done as well. OR just waiting for it to hit Jan 1st of the following year works and simply because you get a clean slate and a ‘start all over.’ This year tested me…and well…instead of reflecting when we get to Dec 31st…i’m just going to breathe, smile and tell it to FUCK OFF. Whopppeee!
Everything’s going really well. That’s what makes me nervous. It’s almost as if i’m waiting for midgets with spanners to get in ‘my works’ and balls it all up. I’m good at what I do. I’m passionate and i’m determined. AND i’m weirdly a great deal more talented that people seem to believe.
(Yes, I am trying to convince myself.)
I have a BIG day ahead of me and lots to flipping organize. LOTS. I’m spinning all plates at once and trying to wing it with panache. Glitzy panache. I have a full weekend of work, at the same time as a beauty line push, at the same time as no child care for my baby boy, since Grandparents are going to be away. This is normal Single Mummy type drama. So some how i’ll make it all work. I just need to come up with a cunning plan to smooth it all over nicely. Hey, I know, HELP would be great! (ffs.)
What I know about me is that i’m accidentally lucky, so in the end everything usually just works out in my favour. I don’t know how this happens, but apparently it’s because i’m secretly ‘good people’ so I get cut some slack from the big dude above.
I’m excited for my eyelash line now and i hope you are too. I’m shattered. But excited and it’s just dawned on me that I have people scattered around the world aiding my every wish and whim to get this off the floor. I think for the first time in a long time, I actually believe i can do this.
Roll on Christmas…and make it a double!
(I was meant to post this yesterday.)
So….anytime you have a moment to enjoy a vino, you know that life is great! I’m doing well. I’m the hero of the hour and Christmas time is approaching, which means i’m at my most powerful, with me being a Xmas baby n’all. *Wiggle…wink…pout.*
I’ve made some close bonds, i have a great business team…and my day job is pretty jolly. I’m a mum and even though the bambino’s drive me bonkers…I’m handling it and doing ‘dreams come true’ whilst I single handedly raise them…WELL!
But more importantly…..TOTAL EYE CANDY at Starbucks Doncaster today! LADIES, you MUST go there, during the day, through the week. TOTAL UTTER EYE CANDY. I walked in this morning and it was almost like my eyes deceived me? I mean, it was like the cover of GQ, making hot frothy coffee’s for the masses. It made me very happy…and well in moments like that..brief ages ago telly stints help….the coffee boys love a bit of BBF! Plus, Rubes is charming. She’s wings it for me accidentally…without knowledge. YOU MUST visit Starbucks Doncaster, simply to smile, girls! It makes me want a coffee always. Doncaster is jazzing up a bit these days, and getting quite metropolitan. It’s making the boys hotter and the Ladies waaay more polished. I like it and i’m proud to say that it’s my home town. I have two days off. I’m back there tomorrow, to perv.
Ruby, Mummy day went well. We’ve done everything, lived and loved. It’s been awesome! I’m sorting out my online store and my signage for the eyelash line. (I fancy a bit of cheap billboard until I get my PR next year.) However, i haven’t yet sorted out my ad, as i’ve just got my high res pictures for it, so i’m gonna need great guys to organize all that for me. We have a great theme. I love themes.
My products are ready. My gift bags are on the way. I’m excited now and KNOW that i can do this…and well i feel like the luckiest kitten in the world. all be rushy towards the end…but it’ll be fine. Even shopping malls are inviting me in for one day of an appearance/sell to get the word out there. The first batch are only meant to me my Limited Editions. Like the first five hundred, just for Xmas. But China have assured me that it will do better than I think? So have emergency product at the ready to get to me on request. Crazy. Innit!
‘Business Zach’ is AMAZING. He’s a trooper and i’m glad to have hired such a clever man, to jump onto Team Wunna…because without him i really don’t know what i’d do. Luckily, he’s the working brain and totally on it, like a champion. If you don’t know what you’re doing, hire people that do. I hope you all please buy a pair of m lashes for Xmas, as it truly would mean the world to me.
Other than that, i’m excited for Christmas. I’m feeling a birthday party this year. It’s like i’m adding more ‘stuff’ to a very full schedule. But if you can’t celebrate your B’day with all your friends, now you’ve completed pregnancy..than you are nutty! I’ma good time girl at heart…so fuck it…yeah..lets get it ON! I can’t wait. Roll on December!
Okay, i’ve got a nursery run, so i’ve got to go. I’m working ALL weekend, after having tomorrow off.
Wish me luck. Sending you love. Make sure your day was worth it!
Eye candy, Starbucks, Doncaster! But only on Thursdays!!
Well, to say that I managed to get zero sleep, i’m not doing too badly. For some reason my mind ‘got busy’ and it wouldn’t settle for the life of me. I laid awake at 3.37am, pondering my ‘busy’….thinking about my lash line….googling research and just not letting my mind relax. I don’t think i could’ve even knocked myself out. Plus, neither of my babies will sleep in their own bed, which I actually don’t mind, as I enjoy the comfort, as much as they do. I always believe that ‘Mummies’ don’t mind, yet Daddies always do because they either want their own space, or they want Mummy all to themselves. Right? However, my bed has now become a nest. In the middle of the night, I find myself continually plumping up pillows and snuggling up the blankets for them, like a Mummy bird, guarding her young. My favourite role in life is ‘Mummy’ so I don’t at all mind. Yet, it means my body has gotten used to surviving on very little sleep. But whocares, I’m like a powerhouse. I’ve championed it today…and i’l do it again tomorrow.
I’ve done meetings, rushed through my errands, eaten even…and everything. I’ve only got my phone meeting left to do with America, then I’m all done until a nursery run, tea and bed.
Life is good right now and it seems that i’m glowing with energy. Y’see, you know how my friends said that I was okay about drama these days because I am practically in a good place. It’s actually because i’m quietly confident that all will go swimmingly. This time there’s a glint in my eye that radiates strength. That feminine ‘ooh laa’ of utter confident, dipped in a gooey soft smile. I know how lucky I am. I’m ready to soar ahead with success. The lash line is going to be fantastic! And i’m glad that i have you all on board.
I’ve got a lot to fit in right now, so I must love you, blow you a few kisses and leave.
But stayed tuned.
It’s going to get good…