What a WONDERFUL day yesterday ended up being! It was just one of those moments in life where you find yourself in a space of the world that is filled with achievement, love, light and pink…oozed over with the people that care about you, applause, new friends, new work colleagues, giant bouquets of flowers and free flowing champagne. You can’t ask to be surrounded by such marvel, when those little moments occur in your life. It was something so simple, that seemed so lovely. I looked around and witnessed a giant framed piccie of me hung upon a very important wall, a banner that celebrated the victory of a project and around me people who had all been thrown together to add ‘magic’ to a world, that had already been so successful.
(Any place that you are seemingly trapped in that is bulging over with fresh bouquets for gifting and newly popped champagne for drinking, as people are crowded around you, applauding your genius, as you’re being filmed for the telly…is a ‘good box’ of life. Even if you are knackered from the simple art of having a human living in your belly. The problem with me is that I tend to not fully absorb the moment whilst it’s happening….which is something you should ALWAYS ALWAYS do, as it can only then be a memory the second that the moment passes. So at the time it seemed all normal and fun. A time I was spending with friends, with a bump and a giggle. However, now I’m sort of looking back and thinking ‘OMG! Well done us! Look at what has just happened! Look at what we did in a year! Look at who we worked with!’ The great thing is we all had our family and friends there to adore us and love upon us…who have also played a big part in the affair. Well Keiran certainly has, as you can’t get a camera near him without him posing in it. )
Like, i’ve said…I can’t really tell you anything else that occurred during the day, because it’s all filed under ‘Secret.’ However, I will tell you that it was the closing of a project that has taken an entire year to film. I’ve met some truly wonderful people and it’s actually quite sad that it’s over. Like..we’ll never get to venture there again and do what we did, with each other…EVER. Like that’s it. All done. But instead of seeing it from a glum ‘lets have a weep’ point of view. I prefer to high five that moment of life with another ‘tick’ to the achievement box. (And we all know I love a bit of that! Gimme! Gimme! LOOK AT ME!) Now, i think about it, i don’t think i’ve gotten on with a bunch of girls that life has so happened to have bundled me with for the sake of entertainment. (No offence BBF girls…but you were all whappy.) We’ve sort of been like a little dysfunctional family, that’s been filled with accidental love and yeah it hasn’t all been roses, we’ve certainly stunk of much worse. Yet we did it…and not only have we aided all the people involved, but we’ve achieved…together…so I hope I know these girls for a very long time, because we’ve been in a situation where we’ve HAD to open up to one another. We’ve left a piece of one another in each other’s fake Mulberry.
Great day! Wonderful moment! Hope you all love it, when it hits your screens.(I will be plugging it like crazy when i’m actually allowed, don’t you worry. ) Plus, a lot of personal things happened to me during that time. I got married. I fell pregnant…just everything.
I travelled home chilly, preggo, but happy and enjoyed a yummy latte from Patisserie Valerie. (Train station style though. Never as sexy, when in transit.)
I’m currently sat at home, recovering from the flu, having to work in the freezing cold. (The heat’s not working, so i’ve had to light thick white candles and place them all around me like i’m a weird psychic, simply for a bit of warmth. I’m in layers, with a coffee and with ‘Real Housewives of Beverly Hills’ on in the background for comfort.) I’ve got a lot of work to get through today, as i’ve started my new social media management business. I’ve been rattling through it all this morning, getting the right promo ready for the right companies to launch. It’s going well…but there’s a lot of it to get through!
I have a lunch with my mum this afternoon and well it’s VALENTINES DAY everyone!
I hope CUPID has aimed his arrows appropriately for you…and I hope that you are blessed with all the love in the world, be it sexy, long term or short. You deserve it! If not, ah well, just get pissed. You can’t expect much from a dude with arrows, wearing a nappy. He was as wine to me for years, until I made him a drinking buddy…only then he loved me and found me a ‘forever.’
Lot so people think today is simply another day for all the stores to make that extra bit of love money. True. Yet, if there’s a day to celebrate being in love..especially if it makes you make that extra bit of effort to show your love, then why not go with it and join in the merriment. You don’t have to have a million pounds to make a girl feel loved. You just have to make her feel the love that you have for her, in your precious heart.
Poor Keiran had to get up at 5.30am this morning to drive to London to a meeting for work. He is ever the business man right now..and i’m actually really proud of him. (Even if i am freezing in my psychic candle ring, not being able to move any muscle in my preggo body form running around train stations in high heels yesterday.)
For the first time he slept in his clothes (as in joggers and hoodie) last night because he was cold. He had had an amazing day and met someone who inspires him madly. His life has completely changed and my hubby is now seeing what he can become in life and when a man can see that and feels inspired…he is unstoppable.
This is the blog I wrote upon this exact day 4 years ago! (I think the Hilton show had just been aired?’
So it’s the day of Lurve. The 14th of ‘Oooh laa Baby!’ The time where we all recieve beautiful gifts and little red cards from potential dashing young suitors, who are hoping to win our jolly old ‘hard to please’ hearts and well i hear Cupid..(a diaper wearing adult) trollops around with his pokey little bow, aiming arrows of ‘va voom’ on those who need that extra bit of ‘umph’ cleverly disguised as love. I’m actually keeping my love life under wraps ,as it’s been ripped to pieces a million times over, by all kinds of gossipy gods. But i will say, underneath this ‘Vixen’ exterior lies a hopeless romantic. I’m as cute as a button, but a proper tramp in the bedroom. (And i do mean ‘tramp’ as in ‘dirty whore’ and not as in ‘homeless person,’- as that would be a bit awkward really wouldn’t it.) However, yes i’m in love with myself and it’s feeEEEEeeeling goood. I really do hope you got a special something, from a special someone. It doesn’t really matter too much, but it really does massage the old Ego. I once bought my ex-husband Mikey 15 fish that died before the actual day. He was unfortunately left with 5. Then Four of the jolly bunch, went belly up and died on the following day and all he was left with this fat pink blob of a fish named ‘Joe.’ (Who died two days afterward!) Hahah! We love that story. I’ve also given a boy a delicious pack of slutty X-rated polaroids of me for the big V-day before. We don’t even talk now. Hilarious! All i remember is my gay friend Ronnie (who took the pictures shouting, ‘Get MY TIE out of your fucking VAGINA Chrissie!!!’ Oh it was ‘great times!!’ But anyway, my favourite Valentines places to go for dinner are ‘Little Door’ (3rd street/West Hollywood) or ‘Michaels’-(also in LA, but only because we ate our dinner next to Tom Hanks and i thought it was hilarious! I don’t like Valentines day on a budget. I adore grand jestures of affection. The grander the better, all the way! No excuses! ME! ME! ME!
Today i went shopping. It was simply a day of stepping into one shop with my Mother. Getting 4 steps in and then posing for pictures with bunches of giggly girls, who at first daren’t talk to me. They always send their gobby friend ( i always love the gobby ones) to come ask me if i’m ‘ Chrissie on that show,’ first. As soon as the ‘ye’ of ‘yes’ flies out of my mouth, then it’s on like the crazies and before you know it, all groups of delightfully giggly girls come scuttling towards you, with wide eyes, open mouths and pink camera phones. That was basically my whole entire day..well 4 hours of it anyhow. Infact, some even decided to follow me and my Mother on my day of shopping. They really would walk behind us, wait outside the store until i was done and as soon as i cashed up and walked out, they’d politely ask for a few more pictures and then follow me to the next little stop off. Soo funny. I love it. I got zero shopping done. It’s a great way to save money!!! I really bought nothing but a cuppa tea and a packet of salt and vinegar crisps.
I’ve had girls, boys, mothers and fathers shake my hand today…and i assume it’s for being on the show? As it would be a bit weird otherwise? I swear the North of England Rocks when it comes to support. I do love you guys. I called this one tough looking ‘built like a brick shit house’ guy ‘Sexy.’ He blushed, turned a little coy and then his wife screamed with excitement ’OMG she said you were SEXY!!!’ I swear to God, i’m Cupid or something!! I love it. In the end, My mum and I just decided to trot off home. We really weren’t going to get too much done. We’ll try again tomorrow. It’s funny because i’ve actually learnt a lot from Miss.Hilton without me even knowing. Fuck the challenges, the tasks and all the pink fluffy strife. I’ve watched how she works infront of and away from the cameras. I’ve been around her mid-party/mid-mob. I’ve actually learnt a great deal, simply by sitting back and watching. I’ve surprised myself. And I’m handling all the attention pretty pretty well.(lol..) Its the natural knack of ‘showing off,’ i guess? Bring it my Sexies! Purrr….x’
Wow! I’ve grown up! (A little )