Almost there…

Right! Okay! I’m almost there! I’ve got a day off today, which means….work, work, work! Lol. I didn’t sleep at all last night because my mind was just filled with thought and when it got to 3.37am…i forced myself some shut eye, knowing that Rubes would need me to be up shortly and also be that happy, ‘mama’ of excitement that she relies on each day! My mind was so full, that i needed to empty it and i couldn’t find anything anywhere, that was enough to place it on ‘chill.’ I talked to strangers, bought handbags, called the bank, moaned, laughed, weeped a little. Everything just to declutter the old brain box. I even did wine…but there i was, in the living room, in the quiet, by a Christmas tree December 2nd 2014.

Today, my lash line will be available for you to buy online. I can finally get to do it all because of this day off…and we i’m really excited, simply because it’s my own thang! My own company. My own passion and business. It’s just the first five hundred lashes for Christmas, like i told you, as we prep for New Year. But…you should all grab a pair…(of lashes, not balls) and go forth with your kitten esque winks!

Y’know, what i realized last night is that sometimes in life you just need to quit thinking, let go of that unnecessary thought and be free. Just ‘do’ and live in the present. In the moment. This is gonna sound preachy but it’s not meant to come out that way. it’s all about going with your heart and gut instinct and not littering that heart flow with too much thought,. Too much thought ruins natural creativity and passion. AND that’s how doubt, fear, negativity and all that jolly stuff creeps in. Go with your heart because your head will make you judge yourself. Then have a rum and be happy. πŸ™‚ Once i get thinking, then i’m a swine. I work well under pressure. Outstandingly well. But i doubt myself when i think too hard and because my brain works pretty well to be honest. I’m kinda not the ‘bimbo’ that everyone seems to want me to be. Even though i ‘play’ to enable my charm to radiate at times…underneath all that is this little Burmese, privately educated, daughter of two doctors, geek. πŸ™‚ With a touch of the sexy…and a what folk call ‘pretty’ exterior, due to too much bronzer and eyeliner. πŸ˜‰ OH AND EYELASHES!!

Now, i’m not saying that all though is wrong. I’m just assuming that you’re not complete idiots and do think. πŸ™‚ (Nice, tough. PR Queen. LOL.) And, there are times when thought coming into things…is great. Like, i’m sure those naked boys on horse sticks, in Doncaster, running through busy traffic ended up with a trip to the coppers. πŸ™‚ A bit of thought would’ve been good there. HAHAH. YET, don’t think and prep so much that you talk yourself out of greatness. It’s the moment that matters, because it is the energy that you feel in that moment, that will create your future.


I believe i’m gonna be great at business and that my eyelashes are gonna do well. I know that. I’ve worked hard on them. Yet, i’m trying to remain open hearted….because (and i guess you can mirror this with your love lives) once you close that flow of open heart…you’re fucked.

In my love life, when i was young and innocent…i loved like i had never ever been hurt and it felt wonderful. That ‘little girl’ or ‘little boy’ feeling of excitement and romance is the key to happiness. We all start with that and then stuff happens, which messes with that natural ‘ooh laa’ of love…and we become different people. Like, i went from being this innocent little girl, (and i was that girl with my first husband Michael, before we got divorced) to this Hollywood (because i lived in Hollywood at the time) into this sexy vixen of feisty vampage. During that time, where i was being applauded for such ‘party eating’ behaviour…and when everyone thought i was at my strongest..i wa actually at my weakest because, i’m girly..really girly…but naturally masculine when it comes to love. Which is’t great. I’m a strong girl. A really emotionally strong chick and i tend to take over when in relationships because i always feel the need to protect, nurture and be ‘warrior’ esque, for nay man that i’m dating. That’s the wrong way around because my actually being is very girly and innocent. Balance is what matters so for me, what i have to learn in relationships is to place on my ‘kitten gloves’ more and let the man be the man. Instead of ME trying to control…protect…provide..hunt and be ‘Army.’ Everything comes from a good place, as i’m not naturally nasty,. I’m warn hearted and giggly. I just need to tone t down. AND YOU SEE…because i am ‘ARMY Strong’ and one of those girls that can handle anything, it’s the soft sensitive boys that find me and love me, as i fill their void of needing to be cared for and looked after emotionally and they fill my void of needed to love, care and protect. (I don’t know how i’ve got onto this, a i’m meant to be talking about lashes.)

But i’m happy now and i feel great. I got this whole thing down, memo-ed…the lot! πŸ™‚ I think after my first divorce in LA….when my heart was open..i was hurt and all so i closed it down that flow…just Β temporarily. Then i did the romancing all the boys thing..and i felt mighty…I was strong, i didn’t care, i never felt heartbroken, i was in power. But i couldn’t go anywhere with it, as you need your heart channel flowing, in order to succeed.

Lots of stuff has happened since then and i reopened my heart, became a mum…got myself back on track….loved….lived and romanced. Then with Keiran…towards the end…even through this year when i no longer believed that he cared, as i’m a chick you loves to be adored….i turned off the heart channel tap again and didn’t feel. Just shut off that area of my life…I concentrated on work, myself and the babies.

In the last months of life going well…not my love life…just life in general and being having dreams, turning them into a success and being around amazing people and my family…that heart tap opened itself. I’m now in a really great place because i know i can feel again because i’m filled with joy constantly, i’m never ever stressed, i’m laughing every day and because of that…great things have been happening.

That’s how i KNOW my lash line is going to do well.

So, before i sort it out and get it all up for you…here’s a quick back track. It’s sort of like a ‘behind the scenes.’

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If i could some my 2002 to 2014 Β up in one jolly cheer…it would be THIS!

So, you can only imagine how happy i am to finally be heeling up and slow strutting into…






Home, Sweet, Hard work, & Dear Santa’s!!

Finally got home from another great day at work. Home later than expected, yet loving every inch of it. Now, that i AM home, i get to be Mummy, do vino and hurry, hurry, rush through this whole lash line set up, ALL NIGHT, so that you have a way fo buying a pair of Chrissie Wunna lashes, for Christmas. It’s the first five hundred limited editions that are being sold for Christmas…as my ‘LA boy’ Collection. Then in the New Year….everything will get sorted out once again for the proper, big old launch…when things aren’t as hectic and the mad Xmas rush is over.

But i’m excited for you to grab yourself a pair, as i truly DO believe in the quality of my lashes. I’ve done all the research personally…and worn every brand of lash I could find, day after day…in order to make sure mine were the best! And they are..and that is simply based on quality. then i added my own twist of ‘instant’ and ‘glamour..’….with a touch of ‘affordable and VOILA…we have a business dolls!

It’s my birthday in 18 days, like i said…(spoil me please ) and Β i just can’t believe how much iv’e grown up and developed as a human even within the last six months…let alone year! I thought this year was a right off…but it actually ended up being that made me. I’m happy. I’m really happy. I’m lucky. I’m really really lucky. I have wonderful people around me and every single day i’m laughing out loud and completely loving life, family, friends, work and Wunna land! This time last year, was hard for me, as i was newly single and emotionally chilling on rock bottom, with a very broken bit of heart. But it seems that i’m a great deal stronger than even I imagined..and i never imagine myself to be weak. This is the year, that the pity party was packed up and i chose to grow big balls and excel! I want to do well. I want m empire. I’m en route to getting ALL Β of that. PLUS, i’m lucky enough to have family and the babies, right by my side, because everything in life is about balance.

I guess, what i’ saying is, that ou shouldn’t feel crap about yourself and waste time moaning about the taste of rock bottom. INSTEAD, use your time wisely and turn the fucker AROUND. πŸ™‚ (I shouldn’t swear, but i’m passionate. πŸ™‚ ) Like i used to say in LA, ‘Pull a U’ey..Flip a bitch’ and make life work for you…but with warm heart, happy spirit and laughter. I cannot believe how much i’ve achieved and i feel like i can wave the ‘i’m doing it’ flag..with a wiggle…

Still pissed off that i lost those leopard print Louboutin’s that i wanted, whilst bidding. πŸ™ I’m sure i derserve them! And i only lost the bid, due to the little time i had to dedicate to the quest! Lol.


Mama would enjoy THESE BABIES for Christmas!!

Louboutin pumps, in leopard!

And because iv’e been extra good, survived heartache, raised children, worked my arse off and started a company, alongside a day job… and of course because i have a Christmas birthday, I reckon that i could also wish for this doll of a bag too….;)

It’s pink and it’s Prada. I deserve it. πŸ™‚

That’s all i want, nothing else other than for you to buy, buy, buy my lashes and celebrate YOUR own inner kitten, with a twist of PURRFECTION.

My brand logo! LOVE IT!!

Okay, i’ve got to go. I’ve got a lot of lash line work to tend to and i’m waiting for Skype calls….just so i can feel moderately lovely again! xx

Love you,

Chrissie x

Another day…


So, the good thing about life, is the simple fact that some of us are lucky enough to peel open our eyes, no matter what time it is in the morning…and do it all over again. We get another day. Another shot. Another go at it. We as humans, tend to forget how precious that extra day is! So, if you do anything today, it’s a day to remember how lucky you are…even if everything seems shitty. πŸ™‚

Okay, so last night, i had a bad, night, but today i’ve woken up feeling right as rain. I’m already sick of simply because everyone keeps beating me at bids because i have no time to dedicate to the art of ‘gimme, gimme, bid, win.’ UGH! But it’s all in good fun…and money… πŸ™‚ and well…i can’t think of a better little past time for any Glamour puss to have. (This chick named ‘Ying T’ keeps out bidding me on my Manolo’s…but i’m going to let her win, since i have work, babies, nursery runs, eyelash line pics to recieve and great hair today. Plus, she’s sounds like too much of a fashionista for me to be able to handle at this time. In fact, the site made me so merrily annoyed…that i ended up just buying my own shoes and handbags…just because i could. πŸ™‚ It’s kinda funny because it’s a shitty thing to get annoyed as, as there are so many people in the world, starving, dying and completely and utterly less fortunate, who would give anything for a price of great life pie, right now, especially at Christmas. …and here’s me moaning on about ‘Ying T’ who keeps trying to steal my Manolo’s.)

Today is going to be a wonderful day. I can feel it in my bones. And i’m happy that we’ve finally made it to December, because lets face it, 2014 has been a tough ear for all. However, i adore December simply because not only do i have a lash line coming out…within moments or hours…

BUT IT IS MY BIRTHDAY IN 18 DAYS!!!! (Cue: Will.I. AM Birthday song.)

This year i can’t wait to turn another year older simply because i feel as though i’ve worked so hard that i deserve a treat. I need a treat! A big old treat. Who’s going to treat me!!??!!

Anyway, i’ve really got to go..babies, work and all that jiggery pokery. Plus, the children are brushing my hair with back combing brushes for kicks…which isn’t doing my ‘updo much good.

Love you lots, Lol



ps/ Stay tuned. Lashes to come.

Lash line Countdown…


Okay, so i’ve had this surprisingly AMAZING day at work today, where we performed better than we thought we would. If anything, i’m a kitten who adores to achieve and i take great pride int he work that I do, without being sickly competitive and more chipper, when it comes to the ‘fight’ of it all.

Awesome day at the day job…Once again, great day spent with the most amazing folk. HOWEVER, i DID lose a pair of Jimmy Choo shoes that I was bidding for on which has annoyed me more than ever, as i was so close and well…i think i sort of more wanted to ‘win’ the bid, than adore the shoes. I was beat out to a chick named ‘Ruby L’ and because i ran out of juice and started re reading old messages from boys. UGH! So, now they’re on my ‘Dear Santa’ list. Saying that, i’m also wanting to grab a pair of Louboutins. Leopard print ones. And es, so i can kick people glamourously, whilst i strut.

Away from that…yes…i’m doing a Chrissie Wunna eyelash countdown. I’m doing one because…well i could say that I wanted to build excitement…but the honest reason is because I haven’t received my product pictures yet and i’m upset…rally upset, that it’s made me have to have vino. Like i could possibly have a weep. It’s upset me because, i really wanted to have my site ‘live’ today and now i can’t. Everything always has to be a ball ache in Wunnaland. Nothing can just go smoothly. But instead of stressing, i’m trying to reach for nay cliche that will make me more i’ve gone for ‘everything happens for a reason.’ Good, right? πŸ™‚

But whatever, i just wanted it all done for today and ‘The Gods’ don’t want it to float just yet. The pics are done, there was just some trouble on my receiving end…as in…i don’t have them. Lol. A bit cross…yes. Upset..yes. But happy that i’ll get there in the end. πŸ™‚

Hope you’re all ready to get supporting my cause. The eyelash countdown as begun! Launching…soon. Within days, moments…who knows.

They are great gift folks! So buy, buy, buy!

It’s times like this, when i wish i could totter home, with a ‘dolly’ face of somewhat glum and just have a strapping, handsome gent to cuddle me and tell me that all is going to be okay and that he adores me regardless and that i’m actually still wonderful…y’’s all that ‘hero’ type shit, that makes all girls feel better. πŸ™‚ I want that…and a massage…and a surprise…and my lost Jimmy Choo’s. Lol

But i have eyelashes coming…

Stay tuned and have your credit cards ready. πŸ™‚

Love you,

Wunna x


Love, Life and Haters


Well, have I had the busiest weekend in the world ever, or what!!! πŸ™‚ I’m currently rushed off my ninja feet and i’m juggling it with glamour and panache. I feel like i’m achieving more than i could ever believe and by accident (Infact my friend ‘Booty’ claims that I state everything I achieve is accidental, when really it’s down to pure genius.’ πŸ™‚ I apparebtly never take the glory, unless it’s in the name of humour. (Trophies please.)

But yes, busy weekend..However i an’t wait until Christmas and well my upcoming BIRTHDAY! I mean, instead of worrying about life, i live it and hope for the best. i hope that all business that I untake goes well, all men that I fancy, love me back and all dreams that I keep my fingers crossed for..come true. It’s weird how wrongly people read me, as i skim through comments and messages from randoms who have seem a blog post here, or Β sponsored picture there…and it pisses me off, because to actually know me as a person, a being is a completely different. I’m a lto different to how people perceive. I’m gentle, fun, mildly idiotic, but loving, heart warming and willing to place my sorry arse on the line for a laugh. Yet simply because i wear too much eyeliner, or have a set of boobies that are silicone…makes others believe different. I don’t actually look bad without my face on. πŸ™‚ Well, i don’t look as bad as you want me to look. Lol. Shitty, but true. Lol. On the whole, Β I’m a lot less ‘fakey diva’ than people wish me to be and i’m actually a lot less insecure as dear folk think I am. I’m happy go lucky. I’m a chick, a great mum, who works hard and is weirdly doing well. I know..i’m even shocked, But kinda not, as i’ve always been driven and had a goal. I get them, because i try hard to.

I’m looking forward to a Christmas break as I’ve worked my pretty booty off and if i need anything, i just need a cuddle and to be spoiled rotten, loved and adored. I need a fricking massage and a date please Cupid. Yet In my heart, i’m ready forΒ the real deal and now ready to take the next step when it comes to embracing a love life, as before i was always quite, ‘no, no, no.’ However, now, my love channels are all open and willing to wiggle, wink my way into lurve. All it’s about is feeling ready in your heart, then you don’t have to put people through the bullshit. I’m ready…gimme gimme. I’m just looking for a hero. And i’ll holdΒ out for one. I’m certainly the opposite to ‘Deirdre Desperado.’

Today, i was dead good with people. I enjoy people naturally. Getting to know them, learn about them and not judge them. I’m great with people, to the point where I bollocked for it at around 4.14pm today with a ‘GOD! CAN’T YOU STOP BEING NICE TO PEOPLE BECAUSE THEY KEEP FLOCKING AROUND HERE AND WE WANT TO FUCKING GO HOME.’ lmfao

But whilst i’ve worked all day long and i do for the rest of the week, until it’s my birthday, in the back of my mind i’ve had an issue wedged in the back of my mind, Isn’t it awful. Y’know, when you can’t quit thinking about something or someone…and no matter what’s going on in your life, you find yourself or your mind going back to that thought. (HAHAH, sorry just pissing myself at the fact that a sixty year old lady showed me a sausage that looked like a raw willy today and had giggle about it.) But yes, i have something on my mind and i’m waiting for Skype to produce some kind of loveliness to ease my tormented mind. πŸ™‚ I must be some kind of plonker, but really, i’m just passionate and always hope for the best. Fingers crossed.

I need a hero.

Okay, other than that and dirty, raw, pension is good. I’m really lucky and that’s why all that the negative that people say doesn’t effect me at all…and simply because i know how lucky I am.

But yes…my first birthday present to myself arrived today and it was a pair of mink, leather Jimmy Choo’s. I loved them, so i bought them…from Harrods, to celebrate being another year older on Friday and just Female Independance. Chicks that can buy their own glammy shit, are extremely attractive. πŸ™‚ I also have a Prada bag on it’s way, a Louis Vuitton mini satchel and I’m waiting got order the Louboutins that I want. Happy birthday to me. BUY LASHES.

I know, i’m ready for love right now because my little Burmese heart is aching for some kind of companionship. Awful when that happens and you might not have it, the way you want it. But great when you do.

The good thing is that i’ve been through so much over the last year and i made it through the wildnerness. I conquered it and sealed with a ‘ready baby.’ It takes a whole lot of girl to do that, as I know chicks who mull over shit for years.

All i know, is matter what wonderful things are going to happen to me. Why? Because it always does.


Thank you for reading my blog. πŸ™‚