Evening my Pretty Puddles of Peach! I’ve had one AMAZING day, full of sun, sex, a handsome, work, love, life and Malibu. Right now, i’m feeling on top of the world and well i never take these times for granted! I’ve lived and learnt the hard way (by accident because i never really had to.) However, now i’ve learnt to warmly accept things that come to me easily, celebrate, dance to the disco of life, sing the praises of all those deserving, love like no other can ever love, and well..BE the most delicious Glamour Puss of ‘ooh,’ that any dear lovely could ever lay eyes on. I feel so Wunnaful, i could burst into an array of
*yum yum,* and i think i feel this way because i feel wholey and completely, filled to the brim with LOVE! It changes everything. Makes me feel alive. Work is stronger than ever right now and just when i think that Wunnaland couldn’t get any better….it does! [Wiggle frantcially here and with joy.] I’m playful, i’m fun, i’m happy and armed with the body of ‘Kitty Kitty Ooooh !’ Watch out World..here I come. (* Struts-beckons-blows your daddy a kiss.*)
Okay so it all began last night. I waited for my perfectly tiny, tight, off the shoulder, fushia dress edged with silver zips, to dry in the tumble dryer. (Great invention by the way..I’m impressed.) Unfortunately, i threw a frilly white, baby doll skirt in with it, and accidentally dyed it pink. The kinda pink that looks like the life has been drained through it. Oops! I’ll let my imaginary friends solve that little problem for now.
But anyway yeah, i placed my Queen of Domesticity trophy, by my bedpost full of notches, realized i’d failed to beat the clock…( i hate when the world moves on without me) and scrambled to pack a bag. I ran up the stairs, down the stairs, back up the stairs, then back down the stairs. I quickly got a *pout* in, as i ran past my mirror image, and whilst nitter nattering on my Black Berry (perfectly held it under my neck)….I tottered quite madly, outside and up a dirt track, slinging a pair of diamante heels (gifted to me by Paris Hilton) in my left hand, and bouffing up my hair to the point of pussiness, with my tiny right hand. Not only did i adorn a white wife beater reading ‘I *heart* ME,’ (designed FOR ME by a cute and very successful asian designer in Hollywood.) I was his muse for this shirt of egotistical adoration. Which i LOVE!!! No joke, he would come into the gym i worked at (Crunch LA) and give me hundreds & hundreds of dollars worth of his clothing ine for free. Infact, everyone used to!! [I’m getting distracted aren’t I?] Anyway yeah…I then leapt into the car, a black one with ‘B my delicious SM’ written upon it in orange, that was filled with the yummy s mell of *brand new* and maybe hint of Gwen Stefani. Then i was greeted with a gentle smile from ‘Handsome-Handsome’ of ‘ forever’ and what more can i say, ‘Loverboy’ and I, laughed and loved our way to Leeds, after making a quick stop off in Wakefield, to meet his old friend Asslam…from Egypt. (Who is not only lovely, kind and genuine. BUT adores his pet goldfish to the point of sheer excitement, that he gleefully showed us his love for them, via the fine art of camera phone. Haha. Cute guy. Blue shirt. Invited Pete and I to Egypt! Yes to camels!!!)
Anyhow, I currently have a lot on…it’s one of those chapters filled with ‘dreams finally coming true,’ therefore it was ‘greatness’ to finally get to chill, with a wine, (well more wine) and have good time, at bar in Wakefield, with my hottie McHot pants his blue shirted friend and my black stilettos, with knee high legwarmers. BOOYAH!
We actually only went to The Gate. It’s a little bar in Wakefield, dark, warm, and one where you will find the World Cup broadcasting from every angled wall and a pool table, surrounded by men. (I like men!) The weather was beautiful, all warm and still daylight at 8pm and we celebrated life with white wine, lager and banter, before we set off on the train to Leeds! ( I actually had to take a business call that i didn’t have time to do earlier in the day, due to other business calls over running there time of goody goody and into a part of Wunna-land that makes the Queen Late! It was a call from my new Literary Agent Helena about my books..infact first books that are coming out! One of those GREAT calls where you WILL UP with excitement. I was doing *happy wiggles* all around the bar…I think Lady Gaga was on the the background? I was turned to face a orangey beige wall, whilst i jumped up and down. The whole place smelt of wine. I’ll never forget that moment.
Anyway we planned my future, my PR campaign, the way it was all going to work, money money and the writing! Having someone believe in you, to the point where your dreams are turned into a reality makes all the difference. There have been times in life where i’ve felt pretty insecure about my ability (we all have)…but now i feel stronger than ever. I have a talent…i tell my story and no matter what anyone else says, i think i’m pretty dandy at it. I just think NO-ONE can tell YOUR story BETTER than YOU. Life it, be honest, add cocktails and you’ll have a hit. It’s the only way to work things, when you haven’t got a hula-skirt. Helena is AMAZING by the way. She’s encouraging and helpful and able to keep this Kitty in line! lives in a Northern area filled to the brim with footballers and wags and told me that i could make a million merry pounds! Woohoooo!!! How Delicious right?? I’ll say ‘yes’ to that thankyou very much AND i’l have a wine! She
Howver, (back to it) long story sort Loverboy and I get to Leeds, after a brief giddy moment of how luxury our train was, by my little Loverboy himself! He loves luxury and luckily so do I! When i’m in luxury…i feel safe. When he’s in luxury…he does the cutest little smile, that mirrors one of a 5 year old who totally got all the candy! We’re having an amazing time!! We have one of those loves that will last forever!! We’re a fun, romantic couple. Like I always say imagine a boy/girl being totally 100% EXACTLY how you wished them to be and without being prompted! This boy’s gentle spirit brings out the best in me..When i’m with him, i feel as though my world is complete! (….after sex 🙂 )
After half an hour we checked into a hotel, jollied upstairs, swigged Malibu out of the bottle al the way and infact ALL day! We giggled through the door of Room 801, and after a kiss, we quickly got changed, into a tiny fitted, off the shoulder pink dress (the tumble dried one) and a smart black shirt with swagger! (Note: I was in the dress, not him.) By now it was late…about 11pm and we were tottering thorugh the streets trying to fin a venue that would guest us for dinner.
We finally found room at the inn and Loverboy treated me to a romantic dinner at Akbars. It was quite sexy actually, low lit, warm smelling, gorgeous date spot and delicious. Around us was a man dining alone (awww *sad face,* i believe food is an experience that is greater when shared.) There was also a table of business men, who happily looked over at me, like their next location was a quite possibly a strip club.
Loverboy and I talked about our love for each other, over popadoms, creamy kormas, dopiaza’s, dips ( i love dips on dates…they’re sexy) and along with a ginormous metal TREE of garlic nan. It’s an amazing bready tree of *devil.* You can even hide behind it. It was the size of my WHOLE HEAD…and in TREE form!!! HAHAHAH! Anyway, we giggled, we laughed, loved and winked, then with two doggy bags and a half finished bottle of wine…we jumped in a taxi home, and arrived back to our hotel, in exactly 6 minutes!
Room 801 became our sanctuary, filled with booze, love, sex appeal, and curry! I feel as though no-one knows me as well as Pete does. We talked for ages, with our Malibu bottle of magic! I’m having a wonderful time! I’m the Ultimate Glamour Puss! I love life and i love you! Oh an my bathroom has totally been finished!!!! *Glory dance*
At around 2.30am, and when we were tucked in bed naked, still swigging Malibu, i accidentally fell fast asleep upon his chest and cuddled. I apparently had my mouth open, and my eyes open, whilst snoring. Known fact….i DO ACTUALLY REALLY sleep with my eyes open…a my friends tell me this and well we all know i’ve been in EVERYONE’ S bed! *Wink-pout*
The best moment of last night for me was a moment when Pete, without realizing and after we had had a whoel day of ‘ooh’ and we’re back in the hotel. He opened his arms and fell back on the bed with the smile of a satisfied man, uttering ‘Aaaaah this is the life!’ Just knowing that i made someone feel that way, for a moment of their life, truely makes me happy. Then he got in the bed and i farted to rock music! I’ll tell you the rest tomorrow. I have kittens to stroke. x
Ps/ I know i’m going on about ‘love’ a lot right now, but i’ve never really felt like this before and i’ve been searching for it for a decade. I’m finally content and excited and want you to know that your ‘Happily ever after’ WILL find you. My advice isn’t really to believe it. It’s more to accept it when it arrives. I’ve noticied in life, from living all over the world and walking all different paths, that people often prevent themselves from being happy without even realizing. Therefore when something good does happy, go with it, * pounce* and do it whole heartedly…before you’ve had time to talk yourself out of it. 🙂 I’m a go getter and that’s how i’m doing well. I LOVE you!!
(There’s a delicious mama of sexuality, shimmie shaking her ‘front’ at me, in a gold sequinned dress to ‘Funk soul Brother’ and my box of telly. This is the life!!! *Grabs kitten-Downs wine*)