2018, Kittens & Baby Pink Undies

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I sailed into 2018 peacefully, armed with the mighty words, that I accumulated via The Fine God, that is P.Diddy…

‘Too blessed to be stressed.’

I had a wonderful 2017. I don’t have to go through it all, because…well, you all know what happened, I wrote a diary about it almost every day. (Well, I told you the bits that I wanted to tell you. 😉 )

It was a big year of ‘building.’ The kinda year where you have a plan, yet FOR ONCE you actually go about ‘being productive’ with it all. For example…How can I put it?  Last year, I didn’t sit and WATCH the fitness video, whilst eating a packet of crisps. I STOOD UP AND DID THE VIDEO.

Changes were made. Changes that put ‘happiness’ first and because of all that sassy sizzle of hard work…this year….in 2018, I should be rubbing two sticks together and finally making a fire.

There’s been lots of moments where in which *sparks* were lit, yet the fire didn’t burn…because I couldn’t dedicate time to it.

So with ‘timing is everything’ as my cliche. In 2018, i’m just gonna get on with it. That fire will burn.

This is my year.

(And I do mean that in both work and love. People always ask me about my love life…When it comes to love…I very much put my hand on my heart and swear by fate.)

How you all feeling? I’ve watched all your Snapchat & Insta stories and lived your New Year’s Eve with you!

So whether you woke up in a new city, or with a strange human laying next to you, or on a friend.. of a friends sofa… or at home with the kids, on your own..whatever happened? Whether you woke up hungover, sober or immersed in an accidental new chapter…KNOW… that you’re fine.

It’s Monday. It’s cool. You can use January 1st as an excuse to ‘start over.’

During the day, I had a busy New Years Eve, as I was on a train with Ruby & Junior (and my Mum) at 9.12am. I was on Platform Six, at Doncaster train station and headed into Leeds to go do lunch, a ‘Meet and Greet’ and stroke kittens at The Kitty Cafe.

Popular place. I had a WONDERFUL TIME. Really happy to have met you all. (I was late because my Taxi Driver didn’t know how to get there. I hate that, because if I was a taxi driver…I’d KNOW HOW TO DRIVE PLACES.) Fabulous wonderland. That place is spankingly bouji. It’s peaceful, yet busy and I’d say the perfect place to take your children….if they adore kittens.

Ruby & Junior LIVED FOR IT. I couldn’t get them out of the place! I had to pretend that we were buying a kitten, that would magically arrive at our home… by post? JUST TO GET THEM TO LEAVE.

I actually couldn’t believe how amazing the cafe was! You should absolutely go for the experience. However, I was there to ‘meet you’ and ‘greet you’…and that pretty much was my focus. (I love that you can order a Japanese flowering tea there. All the BOUJ!)

Just so you know! There’s actually going to be A GREAT DEAL of opportunities to ‘Meet Me’ and ‘Greet Me’ throughout this year. I’m excited to see you. I love it. It’s my favourite part of the ‘ball.’ A lot of you are asking…So yes, do not fret! The opportunity to say ‘hello’ and tinker in Wunna and will be there.

But anyway, my New Years Eve, was all about family. I had everyone around at my place and after a dance off, a few drinks, a bit of food, mixed in with the art of acting out ‘Little Mix’ videos. (Junior LOVES a shindig. He went bonkers with his dance moves and pout. His soul is every inch Wunna Land. Ruby is sassy, sophisticated, but FUN.)

Junior: ‘Mum, swing that chandelier thing about…No!  Do it really fast, so it makes the room look like a party.’

(Olly Murs ‘Dance With Me’ was on in the background, so loud that you couldn’t hear anyone speak at all. I guzzled Prosecco and forgot to think about my waistline. Oh and DO KNOW, that a Diet Guru did actually contact me and you will SEE which plan I think i’m going to go with….over the next couple weeks. Oh! And everyone keeps messaging me, asking what my New Years resolutions are? I haven’t thought that far ahead yet. Lol. Do people still make New Year resolutions? I thought they had been buried with the art of giving Christmas cards?)

Bottom line, I don’t like to restrict myself, simply because my life turns insane at points and I need to be emotionally and physically ‘flexi’ enough to Rumba along with it, without ‘Stop Signs’ and ‘Tut Tut, Shakey Fingers’ telling me to ‘Watch out.’

There was definitely a point last night where I found myself with a left handful of Jelly Babies & a right handful of Bombay Mix.

Oh the glamour!

I ate out of both handfuls..gracefully. Infact, a tiny piece at a time, like I was the Queen.  Then washed it down with prosecco..ungracefully…like I was Captain Jack Sparrow…in a faux fur….Or did I do it like I was Ru Paul? I can’t decide?

Anyway, the family party is going on downstairs. I tinker upstairs to find something. Lords knows what? Maybe my dignity, some help, a cocktail bar, Elvis? Who Knows???

I saunter into my room, slip into my’ comfiest comfies’ and then accidentally fall asleep in my pj’s at around 11.30pm without telling anyone, just before the whole ‘HAPPY NEW YEAR,’ hoo haa. (I do that..When I need to rest, I just disappear…and get comfy. That’s why I always love guys who like to kick back and get comfy, in their comfies.)

Mum: ‘I walked upstairs to find you and you were tucked in bed, with the lights out fast asleep, with a giant bottle of Prosecco by your bedside…even RUBY stayed up!! Haha.’

Woke up this morning feeling,

FRESH AS A DAISY.

So FRESH, I was *breezy.*

So CLEAN, I was *squeaky.*

Tried a whole ‘dazzle’ of Ann Summers numbers on, before noon. Delightful little pieces of ‘cheeky, cheeky.’ I love Ann Summers, I think it’s GREAT. I’ve obviously worked alongside them previously, as I designed a Sex Toy range, with Jacqueline Gold (CEO of the company,) which was filmed and aired on Channel 4. I was ‘fitted’ into all sorts of pieces this morning….Some played well with my body…Some got the ‘thumbs down…Something got the ‘YES!!! THAT’S IT!’ ( I love those moments.)

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Then I had fish and chips. (Yay! Well done Diet Queen.) And because I worked SO HARD during 2017 and because (here we go) I have such an exciting 2018 of ‘work hard’ but with results for you to enjoy…I kinda wanted to just rest today. I’m already in my comfies, sat on my bed blogging, with a wine.

 So January the 1st. 2018…Wunna Land rested. Lol.

What? If my soul needs to rest, it’ll rest and if my soul needs to play…it’ll play.  🙂 🙂

Tomorrow…I’m headed in with a wink…

Welcome to 2018.

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Love, Loyalty & Bunny Tail Thongs

I don’t know how i ended up with my bunny tail thong in my handbag? But i did! (Do note, it is MY bunny tail thong, that I gained from Ann Summers, when they sent me boxes of free things and not the random bunny tail thong of another, that just so creepily happened to be in my handbag. ) However, ofcourse when you have a bunny tail thong in your handbag, you kinda don’t ever want it to just pop out whenever it pleases…as surely it’s just for happy private sexy moments…when you want to be a ‘bunny’ in the bedroom??? Don’t ask. (I’ve only worn it once for picture taking purposes, maybe in the Spring? That picture was sent to a ‘heart throb’…I scored major points. Lol) Anyway…I pulled out my pink ‘Ted Baker’ purse, which was again gifted to me (i’m a bit over it now and need a new one) to pay for..what was it now? Oh GOD! A Blue ‘Push Pop’ for my Baby Ruby and somehow during the glide from my handbag to the open air, it managed to swirl it’s way around my wrist, get entangled within straps and nails and beautifully flick itself onto the counter. Hahaha.

WHY AM I SO EMBARRASING!!!

And to make it worse…the guy at the counter, blushed, fidgeted awkwardly and uncomfortably pretended it wasn’t there. Lol. To me, that’s the worst thing you can do, as i hate awkward moments where things are swept under the rug like they’re not even happening. So, being the unnecessary tool that I am, an ever expressive soul and to firstly break the awkwardness and to try and make him at least feel a little bit better…I just kinda blurted out..

‘Sorry…they’re my pants!’

(AS AND ORDERLY LINE WAITIED BEHIND ME. I don’t know why i thought that would make him feel better. I just thought went with honesty is the best policy? )

He *paused* took my money, still pretended it wasn’t happening, which kinda made me feel rejected. Haha. Then FINALLY, he cracked a tiny Yorkshire smile…and BOOM, life and normality was restored. How did it even get in my bag? Bunny tail thongs must have a life of their own? They’re magic. AND I have noticed that I must never learn lessons, because it’s still in my handbag right now…chilling…waiting for its next appearance, because I keep forgetting to take it out! Learn things the hard way much!

I have a last minute shoot today, that I wasn’t going to go on just yet, but ended up going on in the end simply to bundle all my work into one big ‘yeehaa.’ It’s throwing it down with rain and even though i hate the rain when travelling about…(I love it warm) I’m excited because it will soon be flippin’ Christmas, which is my FAVOURITE TIME OF YEAR! I love the smell of it, the warmth of it, the merriment, the tinsel and the fact that I have a birthday a week before Santa comes. I was meant to be born on Christmas Day, but my mum made them pull me out early because she hated the idea of a Christmas Day labour. Some of you pulled crackers, my mother had a human pulled out of her….EARLY.

I love my Parents. They’re Great! My dad taught me to dream (he’s really creative) and my mum taught me how to turn a dream into a reality. (She’s really practical.) There was a time in my 20’s when I had kinda brought a lot of attention to myself, it was all TV, modelling and all kinds of good and bad press…and during it…they stood by me whole heartedly, strong has bulls…having private talks with me, in support and at the same time as refusing to comment on anything when harassed by others who we didn’t want interfering with my life. The only things she ever said openly to someone who had said something quite derogatory about me, was this…

‘When YOU’RE seeing her as a product, I’m letting you know she’s my daughter. She’s human. I’ll love and protect her until the day she dies. I raised her to be able to handle anything…she can and she does….’

I always remember that.

The best and worst thing about that statement is that I see every inch of Me in Ruby and automatically I have gone into protection mode, to the point where it’s a bit silly. I mean, obviously now ‘The Wunna Babies’ receive offers of all sorts and I go out of my way to turn them all down, just so they start life in a normal loving fashion. They can do charity work, or childrens brands, but away from that…it’s a ‘No.’ Ruby asks me every morning if she can model, start a Vlog, sign up to some show…(I didn’t let her do ‘Secret Lives of Five year olds Lol) and I don’t know if i’m doing the right thing or wrong thing, yet as a parent…I don’t think being six is a good time to venture into entertainment, which is a very adult world. I mean even some adults don’t understand how the world of entertainment works…let alone children..and whilst i’m still working, I wouldn’t be able to be around 24/7 to make sure she’s okay and I would need to be. She hates me for it at times, but trusts me. Lol. It’s my loyalty to her.

I’ve got the heart of a lion and when it comes to love and loyalty, be it within family or romantically…I am great at standing right by, anyone I care about’s side, when they need me the most. I look for that in partners. I find it attractive. Loyalty is HUGE with me. It’s a big old thing. If you can’t be loyal to someone you care about, then you’re weak…and during my time in LA, I knew that I had  to partner up with the strongest man alive.

Ahhh! I’ve just got an instagram message from one of my best chick friends ‘Greedy.’ I miss her madly. She’s trying to be a nurse, whilst watching me be a Glamour Puss. It’s good times. I have the funniest memories with ‘Greedy.’ I really shouldn’t call her that. Haha. Her name is actually ‘Danielle.’ I’m glad her love life isn’t rubbish now. We’d spend hours muddling through it whilst she pondered dessert. She was dating this idiot who she loved madly, but he cheated on her with his ex. She forgave him out of love…and they got back together. Then he cheated on her again…with his ex. Lol. What I love about her is the fact that she felt it all really quickly and cried it out madly, but never ever let it tarnish her faith in love or herself. She’s happy now…with a great guy. BOOM! We have a really honest relationship..another thing that I love in friendships.

Ooh, it’s stopped raining…

See ya! I’m off.

 

 

I’m in a SWIRL….

I’ve had the most AMAZING weekend. To be fair aside from a shoot cocktails and chilling with family and friends…It’s been pretty chilled. Yet it’s how I’ve FELT this weekend, that has glitter glided Wunna land with ‘ooh laa.’

I’m in, what I call…’a swirl.’ 🙂 🙂 🙂 A Wunna land ‘swirl’ is that slow motion moment of absolutely glee that you experience, when you’re radiating happiness, a beam from your heart and you just can’t stop smiling and all because of a current ‘romantical’ 🙂 encounter. A swirl is always in the present, it is a ‘moment’ of now and that is what makes it magical. (Oh! And I have new flooring down in two rooms, after late night workabees with tool boxes came and sorted it all. I cocktailed under the evening stars, to get out and let them get on with it. I came home to new floors. SOOOOOOOOOO GRATEFUL. That’s made me smile also…Lol.)

But i’ll cut the crap.

There’s this guy…

I don’t even know how to tell it or say it, as my ‘swirl’ has got the better of me? I’m a kitten, it’s what happens. But i’ll try my best, right? Obviously, my weekend of fun had to get postponed to next weekend due to ‘circumstance’ yet bizarrely, I have had the most surprisingly fulfilling time of ‘chitter’ with this guy, that has helped us to get to know each other, so much more closely. It’s crazy.

I WILL tell you that I woke up Saturday morning and accidentally smashed my face on the corner of a wall…Lol…I’M THAT GLAMOROUS. There was blood everywhere and it was all very dramatic for a good 3 minutes. 🙂 Then wet wipes and Estee Lauder came to my rescue and *POP* I looked brand new…fresh out of a glamour pusses rescue box. Then swarmed with a Glitterati Army, a glam squad, beauty brushes flying and fresh white dressing robes…I shot for a new campaign for one of my favourite brands, that you will all here about shortly.. because what I do is tell everyone about it. 🙂 I guess that’s why i’m such a trendy cyber tool for brands right now…KEEP THEM COMING! I’m loving life!

Anyway, all morning and right until the last part of the night, where we both committed to  ‘shut eye’…the guy in question and I had been back and forth messaging all day. We got on with our own version of life, whilst inviting the other in…This guy is really attentive, so like myself really, if you message him he’ll message back straight away, he’ll remember to check in always and without being prompted. He’s hilarious. He’s sweet. He’s sexy…but he’s loving? I say it with a question mark, because i’m surprised. He’s extremely expressive, which is what I adore in people. I’ll tell everyone exactly how I feel always and I’ve always found it hard to find gents who do also. Not with this one…he’s on it. I tell him everything. It’s almost like having a ‘bestie’ that isn’t remotely in friend zone because I want him so badly sexually.

Then he had a few hours where he had to concentrate on the ‘football’ part of his life. (Stereotypical isn’t it. 🙂 One went to a glammy shoot, the other went to play footy.)

I tottered out to grab early dinner and keep myself busy with cocktails at ‘Ego’ in Ackworth. my fave local spot and mainly because yesterday when i tottered in, the bartenders there all looked so happy and busy. They were having the most hilarious time ever, making fun of each other, laughing out loud…the energy was good and with a..

‘HEY CHRISSIE…Cocktails?’ *Wink*

I felt right at home. They love me there. I love them there. It’s how it works and I Tweet my love for them always. Lol. I sat at the swanky bar and laughed along with them…next to some middle aged guy and his milfy wife. They were great! I loved her. Milfy wives are usually evil, but she was sweet and funny. I find that sexy, so i ordered another drink to celebrate…

‘I want something that’s not crazy boozy..?’

‘I’m making you a Miami Ice tea…Lol…’ (The most boozy.)

He just kept pouring this mixture of shots in an trying to disguise it all with ‘fruitiness’ and smiles. We were all pissing ourselves.

‘WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT! WHAT ARE ALL THOSE SHOTS!!! What is that mystery *no label on it* bottle? Haha. Why does that look like man juice??’

‘If you don’t like it, you don’t have to pay for it. it doesn’t have ruffies in it! Lol’

‘Here’s a free strawberry daiquri Chrissie..’ said another voice and a hand that poked around the bar. JEEPERS.

The cocktail was delicious…So once again THANK YOU EGO for making me cocktails that tasted like deliciously fruity, sex without protection….:) You’re may favourite bartending team. I’d give you an award if I could be arsed. 🙂

So it seems that I was so in the Ego cocktailing moment…but I wasn’t. I swept away in my swirl.

The guy had finished up and got home and we were chatting the whole time…as I was finishing my drinks…and let me tell you, we literally just beamed and laughed out loud the whole time. There’s a buzz about us. A chemistry. But not an irrational ‘all over the place’ chemsitry. It’s more a well balanced, lively, yet sexy chemistry that is sponged over with a friendship and a cuddle blanket of peacefulness..a happy. 🙂 I don’t think we can actually believe that we on so well. and it’s just great because like I said to him…

‘Everyone would think, that we’d be out being absolute total knobs, when really we’d be home watching The Voice in our slippers..I love a good sing song show! Lol.’

‘Haha…Me too! I know!!! I love it! You’re stunning y’know. You’ve got me smiling, we get on so well..I can’t wait for Date Night…a nice meal a few drinks.. I’m hooked..’

We’re quite misjudged people…so it’s lovely to know each other personally.

I literally tell him everything…I sat back on my bar stool, comfortably against the wall, in my knee high boots..absolutely beaming and I said..

‘Look at us two!!! Lol. We should’ve done this earlier. But i guess, you end up talking to people when you’re meant to. I’m hooked too…I’m sprung. I obviously want you. Madly. I’m SO attracted to you and at the same time I love that we get on so well. You make me happy. We’re going to be THE BEST. It’s perfect.’

‘You are making me smile from ear to ear here! 🙂 🙂 You’re gonna make me a happy man. This is worth the wait. I want to make you feel like a million dollars. x’

‘You already do.. I want you to wake up every morning and feel like the greatest man alive.’

Then…..as the ‘look at us being lovey’ swirl, had obviously taken flight and magically ‘Gone fucking Ape’ around our two lives…

He sent me a Snapchat… Not a naughty one. But a Bunny Eared, Voice Changer one of him singing along to The Voice intensely…

HAHAHA! See! That’s why he’s ACE! Dying!

Not only did I die with laughter, but as soon as I opened up my *snap* and watched it, my PHONE FUCKING DIED, so it looked really bad like I hadn’t responded. Lol. So I had to get random people to charge my phone for me, just to reply.

I got home. We chatted all night. My floors were finished. (Thank you so much!) I showed the boy..in my voice changer, bunny ears.

Then the rest of it is far to dirty for me to tell you about…:)

What? We’re sexy people? We’re both that way inclined and just crave each other all the time..I’m sprung.

Therefore, like he responded with Bunny Ear songs…which makes him ace. I responded with ‘send nudes’ material. Lol. I really did…and a flipping ‘let me just have this wine first’ video..which in his world…makes me ACE. LOL.

‘You ARE going to make me a very happy man… I’m just beaming!!’

Shush you lot. We’re grown ups.

Then back in snapchat bunny ears and jumpers…

‘As if you’re just laid their in your jumper after i’ve done all that shit!!LOL’

…we chatted some more and laughed the rest of Saturday away…

‘Hurry up Next Week!’

And as Saturday was over, but not yet turning into Sunday…we chilled out and tuned out…

‘Night. Night Wifey xx’

‘Love you Hubbster… xx’

The thing about life is that it’s there to be lived and it’s the moments like my Saturday night, that make you feel alive…It’s those moments that you should treasure…as it doesn’t matter if that moment is temporary or forever…it’s ALIVE and it’s NOW! It’s always about how someone makes you FEEL. Everything is about how you FEEL. When someone MAKES me feel great…I always treasure them.

And so no matter what…on Saturday April 2nd…I felt alive….because of this guy…

Hope you had the most AMAZING WEEKENDS!

Thank you for following my life.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But a second hand emotion…

‘You’re know you’re only doing a ONCE A MONTH meet up! That’s ONLY TWELVE choices for the year…’

‘Oh…’

‘So, I suggest you quit saying yes to everyone…and take a look through all your messages and pick wisely. It’s like you’ve signed yourself up to 12 a fricking DAY!’

Thank you for all your messages, inboxes and comments. I’m reading them ALL and I can’t even actually believe how many of you responded. I’ve said yes to a lot of you, so I will find time for you. Lol. Yet, I agree, because as I’m busying up, picking 12 of you gradually, to ‘do life’ with, is probably a bit wiser.

I WILL SAY that the majority of you sent me lovely messages, that I actually felt inspired by, as I sipped on an evening Prosecco in my pink polka dot pyjamas, watching you all ‘Like/Like/Comment/Comment.’ There have been some really great finds, so I can’t wait to meet you…soon.

But OH MY GOD, let me kindly add that these aren’t WIN SEX WITH ME ‘meet ups.’ Lol. I’ve had boys send me, some of the oddest messages, offering me booze, a ‘boning’ and/or they’re bodies.

It’s about crossing life paths, the experience of it all and the art of written word story telling… in great shoes, with great hair and at a great venue.. 🙂

So something on the lines of this…

‘Babe, I should win because I just really need to get laid. Where you at?’

Isn’t going to score you a ‘Wunna Meet Me’ day? Lol. But I thought you’d get that?  I should be sending you guys ‘boobie’ prizes..and not the good kind. *Slaps in boxes* is what you require.

In fact, if I’m really honest, in the most stuck up manner (and I AM NEVER STUCK UP, OR TOO PROUD FOR ANYTHING,) I looked at my chick friend, as she lip glossed and selfied and with a slow motion hair toss, I ACTUALLY said,

‘Who does he think he is!’ Lol.

I haven’t said that phrase, out loud….in YEARS! I don’t even know why I felt so offended???  It’s not like I haven’t heard or seen worse?? (AND BOY HAVE I HEARD IT.)

So yes, I’m a sensual being by nature…and I get it…I get that…I mean GOD I helped design an ENTIRE sex toy range for Ann Summers and spent a merry chunk of my existence as a Glamour Model. I get it!  YET, there are ways to say things, so choose your words wisely. Lol. Being a gentleman, or taking the humorous approach into Wunna land, will never serve you wrong.  I enjoy bluntness, yet if it isn’t wrapped in charm, wit, cleverness or just good manners…you’re fucked. (And I don’t mean the good kind. 🙂 )

I’ve had the busiest day EVER and I know you’re sick of hearing it, because i’m SICK of saying it. But it’s true and i’m lucky to be busy. Yet, you know when you just need more hours …Those hours were needed…and are still nowhere to be found.

The great thing about it all is that I managed to laugh, smile and order wine at the end of it… with *can can* kicks. I’m a positive soul…When it gets like that you just have to have fun, work hard, go with it and hope for the goddamn best..with laughter! It’s amazing how contagious laughter and a great energy can be. That is ALSO how I pick my partners.

Right now, it all just feels like the beginning of something exciting (you all know that feeling and sometimes we forget to feel it) and it FEELS so good because i’ve accidentally and slowly been building a baby sized Wunna Empire AND I’ve managed to drink rum cocktails  all the way through it. 🙂 Hurrah!

I’ve just been through a jolly load of ‘ups & downs‘ in both work, my love life and jeeze, even in my life in general and you’ve followed it. To this day…I have no clue why??? Some day, that I’ve done it glamourously? Some say that I apparently reach out to such a diverse range of people, that there are pieces to me that everyone, no matter what age, life, gender or path they are, live or walk can relate to? Some say I’m ambitious? Some say I’m an ego maniac? Some say ‘i’m off the telly?’ Been naked? Talented? Just pretty? Expressive? Smart? Dumb? A writer? A business woman? A model? A mum? An attention whore? All sorts. I’m just one of these beings that managed to featured in The Times AND the Boobpedia on the same day. Lol. I don’t get it either? But all that matters is that it’s working and it’s working because of you. So I thank you every day, for reading this.

(Why am I currently having a flashback of my ex hubby Keiran forcing me to prize off my engagement ring because I had chosen to go do a shoot? I remember that day clearly and again, I have no clue why I do? We’re both good friends now we’re separated. Yet that day, now I think back, I remember him being so annoyed in the kitchen and he reluctantly drove me to my shoot in Leeds, that was for an appearance, for my book launch…He THREW my pink leopard print suitcase out the car, after he had cried to a Katy Perry song, I was feeling all heart broken and confused but being silent about it and then after picking my suitcase up from the side of the street, walking around a corner and being greeted by Jamie the organizer, with a smile on my face like nothing had happened, I walked in, got changed, went through a brief prep and shot this picture…

That’s why I always use this photo. It reminds me of a time where in which I could’ve chosen to be weak, but I chose to be strong. Makes me feel empowered. After that shot, I sauntered off to the side and privately reached for my phone…of course. Girls are girls. I tried to call him, as I had no messages and he deliberately didn’t answer to make me feel uncomfortable. I was in the loo, but had to quickly leave a message because of the girls had come in and I didn’t want her to know what was going on.)

The GREAT thing about that moment of my life, was that IN that toilet, IN that empty club, through the day, in Leeds, at MY book launch shoot, I vowed to NEVER EVER be like him (well how he was then) with ANYONE and to never TRY to get in the way of someones dream/career.

Why have I just remembered that? Weird?

Definitely need a wine now. Lol

I’ve just received an email from a clothing brand who’d like to meet  with me and I also have a whatsapp message…

London Business Man: ‘You totally HAVE forgotten me…’

 

My New Years Resolutions….

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Gosh! All this time off is making me go bonkers. It’s hilarious! I’m tottering around pestering and annoying innocent folk, just so my brain has something to do. Hahah! I’m like the kid that gets kicked out of glitter class (Wait? Hold up! I’d never get kicked out of glitter class? What the actual fuck IS glitter class? Lol Whatever it is? I wouldn’t get  kicked out of it.) But you get the picture, my system needs to get back to work mode in order to feel satisfied. I’m really excited because i’m about to go into a *juggle,* which is when you have lots to conquer all at once. It’s challenging, it’s fun.  Yet, right now all i’m doing is thinking and planning it all (which actually makes me panic as you can ponder things far too much) and being a FIRE sign, all the *pondering* gets boring after a while, when you have to wait to move forward. I’m an action girl…and therefore now, because i’m impatient…you are receiving a rant. Lol.

January always goes really fast! I don’t mean the ‘waiting for a pay day’ part, as I realize that most have spazzed their fine earned pences on cocktails. Yipppeee! Yet, when you have goals that you’re trying to fit in, in the first month, it’s always hard, as it *zoom* by without you consent and you have to double up in Feb.

I slept last night. I never can sleep, so that’s a good thing. But weirdly, I watched Chloe Khan’s snippets (lots of naked bits, boobie bits and sex bits) from her time in the Celebrity Big Brother House. Now, i don’t know whether she did that on purpose to gain ‘attention?’ If she did, well done, it worked and it took some fucking balls. It made her newsworthy. So the result, good or bad, was an attention winner. OR if she’s just like that as a human? Then I had a wine and wasn’t bothered anymore and fell asleep. It kinda made me learn that it’s what you do AFTER the snippets of attention have occurred that set task of longevity. My mind and soul must’ve been content with that knowledge and just conked out peacefully.

How was your New Year! I actually ditched my Slutty Sailor Girl outfit and Cockpit Pilot sexy wear, to simply stay home, with my babies. To the ‘Party Goers’ (and i am one to indulge in a good time, if it’s done right and in some form of luxury lol) that may sound dull. But to ME, it was heaven sent, peaceful, loving and bubbled my sail into 2017 with love. Their faces alone we’re adorable.

I will go on to tell you that LOVE MATTERS. It’s what makes you strong. Gives you a purpose. I’m a single mum, so the LOVE that I have for my children power me forward. Nothing compares to that! I’m ambitious, so the LOVE that I have for my ‘dream come true’ job and work radiates from my kitty soul like fire. The LOVE that I have for my parents, the people that gave me a foundation to grow, is deep rooted and dashed with the most sincere respect. The love that I have for having such hilarious friends, keeps my system light, filled with laughter and keeps me being a functioning alcoholic. Lol. It’s a fun love, as you need your ‘soldiers’ right by your side. They’re the people you tell everything to without *censor.*

We all know that i’m SINGLE and i’ve been single by choice because I just haven’t been able to find the correct male human to partner up with. Hahaha! Yes, i’ve been on dates, as usual, as they’ve come, and learnt a lot. Yet, i haven’t had that ‘chemistry’ that is essential to the way i think, move, or see the future…swing by me. Where i cn just be me and the get it! All great guys. All phenomenal people. But just not right for me. And i mean that both ways. As, I am also just not right for them. (Even if some of them haven’t seen that yet. 🙂 )

I get loads of messages from guys, as any girl would on social media, who may tickle anyones fancy, who read my blog and say that I haven’t have such a hardcore *tick list.* There isn’t a *tick list.* I just know what i like, need and want in another human being, that is so much more than a simple list, as it’ll be something i feel, when i see them and meet them. (HAHAHAHAH….That makes me sound pervy!) Just because i’m not willing to ‘just settle’ for ‘a bit right’ doesn’t mean i’m being tight. It just means that i’m doing what’s right for ME…and you can’t change that, because it’s working for me and i’m quite toolish and strong headed. HOWEVER, if YOU WERE Mr.Right, you wouldn’t want to change that would you? 🙂 As firstly, you’d be IT and secondly, trying to change a partner means you’re not getting it. You’re not accepting them for who they are with love and support. Nonetheless, I’m always quite willing to go on dates! Well…some dates. Lol. I LOVE meeting people.

I’ve gone on a rant haven’t I!

New Years Resolutions! What’s Yours?

I never usually make them, as I’m not good at confining myself to rules that i make personally. The little rules that I make for myself. If i find that i’m only answerable to myself, then there’s no hope, as I can handle Me telling myself off. Lol. I just end up hitting the glitzy *fuck it* button and having fun. (When i say ‘fun’ I simply mean doing the things that I love.) But if someone else gives me rules, I seem to be pretty obedient. It’s weird. Maybe because i feel more responsible and i’m not in the business of letting people down by nature. It makes me feel awkward.

But here they are anyway..

Wunna’s New Year’s Resolutions.

. EVERY DAY THIS YEAR do something proactive big or small that will help me get closer to my big goal. Work harder at it, basically.

. 20 minutes exercise every day. (I’m shit at going to gym, or signing up to groups, so it won’t be that. So it’ll just be some ‘show up to whenever’ class, or some run or something? I reckon i’ll be into Pilates. Lol

.EVERY DAY (because Karma’s ace) do a good deed for someone. Doesn’t have to be massive, as it’s the little things in life that make a difference. Hopefully it’ll come back on me threefold. If not, i’m not doing it again next year! HAHAHA. EVIL!

That’s it! As everything else in my life i do well. 🙂

I need a massage and to get my nails done today.

I’m back to work tomorrow. The sun is shining. The babies and my Mum and I are all off to The Frenchgate centre in Doncaster.

I’m excited to tell you about the stuff that I have going on in 2017. There will be a blog about it all. I’ll be telling you where i’m going, why I’m going and when as I go along also.

Do remember that you are able to cross life paths with me at ANY SINGLE POINT. Maybe life will just naturally guide you my way. But if not…purposely *bump* into Wunna land, have a good time with me and find yourself in this blog the next day! *The 2017 cast 😉 ) But this year, chrissiewunna.com will be becoming more interactive, as we all do life together.  I’m going to be focusing a lot on getting another rung up that success ladder…so bare with me.

Like i said there’s a plan, yet in life you never quite know what’s going to happen, do you? But everything i have ‘intended’ sounds pretty good. Lol.

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Events, Love & Just Plain Old Life

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Life is there to be enjoyed.  I mean, fuck it. This year for those of you who have gone through such hard times, the rest of the year is there to be enjoyed! Whatever stress you have, in a while, it’ll will all be done with, better, healed over, or gummy taped over with a plaster. Find the positives. Get comfy in your own skin.

I’m chilling at home getting ready for my work week. I’m excited for it, as why wouldn’t I be? In general, i’m a sassy chick, who is awesome at looking at a thing, being or situation and seeing it in it’s best light, whilst being aware of it’s bad bits. Lol. I’m far from naive. I’m too slick for it. But yet i’m also too fun to be bothered about grumbling over the shit that doesn’t matter in life. To be fair, it’s not about looking, it’s about understanding and that’s what i’m good at, because i’m not a goon…(I’m totally fancying myself as a budget Nicole Scherzinger right now. Pussy cats dolls is on in the background. *Don’t chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa*)

What was I gonna say? Events! I’m busying up now, as i’m getting booked up for events like madness. But ofcourse i love a good time, so i couldn’t be more grateful for it. The last few months of the year always get busy for me and i never know if it’s because more events happen because everyone prefers to get cocktailed up, when it’s cold and Christmassy, or if it’s because every company has SOMETHING TO PROMOTE. 🙂 I’ll let you decide. 🙂 But yes, if you’re booking me to show up at your event, bar, hotel, company, whatever it is…and ready to appear on these sassy little pages, then you kinda have to get your emails in…as scheduling has started! Email chrissie@chrissiewunna.com (And if you don’t schedule in, i’m not gonna be able to fit you all in and that will make my liver cry.)

What else?

Oh yeah, gosh, ‘London Business Man’ messaged me loads on Friday, due to the stress that he’s going through in his own love life. We were really good friends now and it’s weird because i’ve gotten to know a very lovely side to him. So, i guess it does take time to properly know a being, as at first we all always have our guard up and play an ‘almost’ game. I never ever play a game, as i live by the what you see is what you get. I’m not ashamed of how i feel about things, people, my thoughts or anything. I’ll voice them…and see someone has weaker for not being able to. 🙂

But yes, i gave ‘London Business Man’ love life advice and i hope it served him well. I’ll have to catch up with him soon for a drink in the future, as he needs to remember that he’s ‘cool like fonzi.’ (Hope you’ve had a blast this weekend dude. Lol) He’s  really great guy who needs to iron out the crinkles in his life.

‘Eton Mess’.. think he’s wonderful. We message from time to time, often enough and i’m due a meet up with him soon, because he’s the type of human that i need to meet up with, as whenever i do, it validates how ace i think he is. Lol. Like i said, i believe he’s had a rough year and i don’t exactly know why i’ve had to cross his path, but i have. I’m drawn to him…I wish he fancied me more though. Fun human. I fancy ‘Eton Mess.’

My friend Oli’s been in Birmingham shopping and getting pissed up in Selby. The fucking ‘Belly button’ facebook nuisance is annoying me again, which is awful as i thought he was my friend ‘Laura’s’ problem now. This is all because I once replied to him because i thought he as funny, when he’s not is he? He’s annoying. THIS IS WHY I NEVER REPLY. I’m a ‘safety first’ girl.

Mark! (I need a label name for him.) He’s been off in London making his own fragrance and watching shows. He presented the Lifestyle Awards and is a journalist by nature and  well he reads the news on Made in Leeds. I never got to see him properly and speak to him in person at the event, but we text and talk and it’s great because there’s something somewhat interesting about him, like he’s a very new ‘step in’ into Wunna land, as i don’t know him at all…but he’s managed to peak my interest, by bravely stepping in. He maybe doesn’t understand me very clearly…lol…and might ‘guess’ how I am. But who can blame him, as he does have to guess really, right now, as he hasn’t had me sat infront of him yakking his ear off, as ‘Eton Mess’ would say. Lol. But interesting guy…he has only stepped into Wunna land for days….not months, not years, or anything…just a few days!

 

Away from all that…Tinder is shit. I’m a hopeless romantic and i don’t like online dating at all, as i’m an unconventional traditionalist. 🙂 I mean, i get to know someone online, as that’s how most people find me…

Yet, in the end  i do hope to find my Mr Right…I’m happy being single, but I certainly want to be paired up with a great guy, who is my absolute life bestie, like i should be able to look at him, understand him and be so happy with just everything! I KNOW that he is NOT a Tinder swipe away. Ewww…it kills romance. I signed up at 1.03pm and my 1.28pm…i deleted my account, you absolute crazy fools! Lol. Leave me alone! HAHAH.

But yes, happy Sunday. Thank you for reading my blog…I don’t have much else to say other than, don’t live in the ‘shoulda, woulda, coulda’ zone..it’s done, move forward, go with the natural flow on interest, like i Facebooked the other morning, PAY ATTENTION to the things that you are drawn to….notice when you are happy….smile more…don’t stress about your love life….people make up, break up, and make up again, only to know that it still isn’t right…I mean GOD, that’s what Keiran and I did, we tried to make it work so many times, that when we finally agreed that it wasn’t working…we both felt liberated and we couldn’t be better friends than we are now! We raise Junior so well. Get your connections with people right…they may not be ‘just a friend’ and well they may not be the person your trying to love. Lol. But you only learn that through time.

Meet people, have fun…live life..

A homeless guy asked me for £2’s on Friday after work. I gave it to him straight away as he tried to continously justify what he needed it for and that it wasn’t going to go on drugs. Lol

I just looked at him and smiled whilst saying,

”Mate, I don’t care what you spend it on, that’s on you…

And as I strutted off…he stopped me by shouting aloud…and with a grin said ‘THANK YOU.’

 

 

 

Clothes Show/Blogging/Life/Love/Scams

 

I think i’m still in shock at how brilliant my last week has been? Pinch me bitches! Pinch me!

I just don’t know how so much has manage to change and in such a small time? But it has and for the absolute better. It’s kinda been a mixture luck, wine, hard work and determination, I think? Oh and heels! You can’t do anything successful in flats. I mean, my mum was over at mine until 1am last night talking me through life, love and business. I am amazed by that woman and simply because she is the strongest, feistiest woman alive, a hard worker, a passionate loving parent, a money maker, yet the most selfless and forgiven soul of gentleness this world could ever cradle. I was sorting out my beauty line with China and organizing payments. Time zones…time zones. (A smart girl works them to her advantage.) And whilst I did…she passed on great words of wisdom the way only Asians can seem to manage to deliver it. 🙂 #HelloBuddha She’s not very ‘Buddha’ though in her delivery. Yet I adore her all the same.

This evening i’m gonna be blogging about the In Moda Fashion showcase that I went to last Friday. I’m really excited to tell you all about it because so much happened…and not just fashion. 😉 I always tell my story from my peeky point of view…and it’s going to be a good one. I assure you. I had a fun time and well you’ll hear all about it later on…after wine.

I’ve actually got a lot to get on with today. Bank transfers, profit margins and trying to figure out the correct marketing for my products are on the agenda. With me…everything I adore is all about luxury. So i’ve created a luxury line. It’s going to be pricey…not ‘break the bank so you have to sell your body for peanuts’ pricey…but worth it pricey.The reason why..and away from the simply fact that my personal preference is a luxury line. I’m comforted by the bright lights of a large open, elegant department store. It makes me feel like the worlds a safer place, when I’m at a Christian Dior makeup counter. I’m hypnotized by it’s beauty and lulled in my it’s magic, with a simple powder puff of shimmer. It controls and more than satisfies every inch of my kitten being. 🙂 I want you to experience that ‘ooh laa’ always. Yet a little bit of secret luxury is good. You may have a whole vanity of cheapies. I know I do. Yet that one piece of luxury you have…that little bit of pricey pricey that you’ve stretched for financially or saved up to get…really does bring a warm smile to your face. It shouldn’t…:)…but it does. Not just glamour pussy women. But in ALL women. We always have that one piece of luxury…and it can be anything that makes us feel ‘ooh.’ All women deserve luxury. I want my beauty range to be something that women keep as a treasure. I want to be your ‘happy place.’ Lol. That sounds kinky. But whatever…I do have a line out in Ann Summers with ‘The O Team’ and I did invent this…

🙂

However, away from that. Luxury & beauty…is my thing. So all women and feel delicious. It’s best to stick to your passions in  life and the things you know, or are good at. (I’m currently getting revolting text messages from a human that ‘needs works.’ 🙂 Cut all the negative out of your life. As soon I did…my life turned up trumps. (Why has my writing randomly turned italic?’) 
 
Men are a funny breed aren’t they? I’ve completely losyt my faith in their ability to be decent now. I have noticed that when men turn poor…they think they’ve lost everything and start being bullies in order to feel powerful. Men like are are hideous because life isn’t about riches it’s about love and they take for granted the things that truly matter. When you meet a rich man that doesn’t care that he is rich, but admits that it makes thinks easier..then you have a good man. When you meet a poor man that is happy and not pretend happy, but really happy..you’re onto a winner. 
 
I once dated this guy in LA called ‘Eric.’ He was the sweetest boy alive and I was far too ridiculous at that age to be gifted with such a sweet heart. One of those ‘all good-with secrets’ kinda boy. The secrets he had learnt from..sort of like me now. A hideous past is okay if you’re developed as a human being. I had someone tell me how hideous I was just now. The problem is that THEY haven’t developed as a human being yet. They’re still rabbiting on about ye olde news for attention. If you’re someone that can’t let go of the negative in your past then you’ll always stay on Platform 1 and never get on the train to success. Fill yourself with hate. It’s a good way to stay out in the cold. 🙂 
 
Anyway back to Eric. I used to date him (this was in Hollywood) and well he was not a boy of riches..but a well mannered boy of simple pleasures. He was really content with who he was ans how he was in life and really comfortable within himself. Where I am now…7 years later. Lol. (We grew up differently. He went through his pain early on in life. It made him heal and develop much faster. I had no pain until later on when my teens struck.) Even though he was not filled with ‘pocket’s full’ he always always made sure he PAID for every meal we had…and every drink. He was such a gentleman and he did it ONLY BECAUSE he felt that that was the right way to treat a girl. How lovely! That’s a comfortable man. He doesn’t need to show off riches and pay for everything simply to make people ‘recognise.’ He did it because it was well mannered. 
 
Yorkshire is the worst for boys and paying. I know so many boys…boys i’d never date…who have their wives/girlfriends pay for things, under the ‘everything is equal’ flag.That’s not romantic. There’s even boys who pay for their own dinners and their friends dinners..they go out and party the night away but don’t pay for their wives pr children that they have waiting at home. How disgusting of them .
 
So i guess, undeveloped men feel mighty with riches…just like insecure women..and this is me at times…feel mightier when beautiful. 🙂 
 
 I don’t know how i’ve got onto this…must be the shit texting. 
 
Anyway on a more positive note and the best last week ever! Not only did I get to go to the ‘Blogger’s Breakfast’ for The Clothes show live 2013 and get to cover the event for it’s 25th anniversary this year (I KNOW…INSANITY MUCH) at the same time as meeting total fashion ‘GREATS’ and filming for Clothes Show TV.  But I also progressed with my own beauty line, earned money…got to cover the In Moda Fashion show…got a ‘good news’ phone call AND weirdly received an email that shocked me with delight…
 
It went a bit like this..and i’m only giving you snippets simply because i haven’t yet replied to it…
 
Holy MOLY! 
 
I can’t believe it! 
All on the train home from London. 
 
The train journey was great on the way up…my new favourite train booze is..
 
On the way back…i looked through a couple of business cards that I had accumulated through the evening. They do that a lot in London and LA. not many people in Yorkshire rock one out. 
 
 
I keep taking myself back to The Bloggers Breakfast at The Sanderson for..
 
(I can’t wait…i’m literally bursting at the seams. Only 17 days to go..get your tickets NOW.) 
 
I remember Sasha Wilkins who is a top fashion editor and blogger who runs ‘Liberty London Girl’..anyway she said that she pretty much gave up everything to write her blog. At one point, when it was still a labour of love and she wasn’t making any money from it…(now she makes bucket loads and loves mustard) she actually sold everything she had and put it all on ebay, whilst living in her car. 
If you work hard…life treats you well. Do the things that you love and it will love you back. You are at your strongest when you have passion. Love is the most powerful force in the universe. It’s how good things happen. 
 
 
 
Sasha and Henry 
 
Henry who was very artsy, funny, down to earth, yet ‘bouji’ and  well…if you met him you’d know he is just my cup of tea. Well he rests back on the sofa with the greatest ease and twiddles the back of his perfectly placed hair..a LOT. This is a guy that from what I saw, knew what he was doing in life and well he plays his success with laughter and a ‘i did it drunk’…kinda thing..which did happen and  is something that i do in the name of humour. However, knowing that I do the same and that he is a character, I know that he works really hard and there is a definite sense of dedication and determination in him. He might laugh it off, but Henry didn’t get to where he was JUST by coming up with an idea with a drink..he turned his dreams into a reality through vision, passion and hard work. I liked him. I liked him A LOT. I’d definitely do sparkly cocktails with him and definitely want his martini glass, embroided skirt. 
 
That morning was great. I can’t believe i’m covering the event. I can’t believe I have a press pass! So honoured! I’m getting my outfits ready. I’m going ot be there EVERYDAY to report and celebrate fashion. 
 
When I got home from all the pre-weekend shenanigans…I returned to this..
 
 
Some money laundering scam? 
 
 Lol. Only I can do the height of fashion mixed in with a crime circle. WTF? I’m a glamour puss, I don’t do crime…unless my beauty is a crime. ARREST ME! *Wiggle-Wink*
 
Apparently some Spanish guy thinks i’ve booked a shoot with him for a clothing line and has paid me via fraudulent American Express traveller’s cheques. Lol. Now, I’ve been a model in my past and i’ve worked A LOT in entertainment. Firstly…you don’t get paid BEFORE THE SHOOT and secondly you NEVER get paid in travellers cheques. 🙂 Thridly you never then have to cash them and Western Union £1000 of it back to the photographer. LMAO.
 
If I cashed the above…i would’ve been part of the a huge money laundering circle and owed the bank £3000. I’ve put it up here simply so you become aware. I knew right away because I’ve never ever spoken to the guy, let alone booked a shoot with him AND i’ve worked as a model for AGES. 
 
Don’t get scammed. My moral for the day. #justsaying
 
 
Here’s a shoe to make you feel better…
 
Oh no..in fact for my girls and my gays…
 
Here’s Justin my LA old roommate…
 
 
He doesn’t mind…he loves it. (He stopped doing drugs, pulled himself together and made his life ‘worth it’ in the end. That was all AFTER this picture. 🙂 He’s a business man now. 
 
We worked together, lived together and played together. Fun few months. 🙂
 
Anyway can’t wait to tell you all about the In Moda Fashion showcase later…
 
My choice of dress was by..
 
 
You like?
 
C-ya later x 
 
 
 

WATCH SEX TOY STORIES, TONIGHT 10PM, CHANNEL4

 

Good morning my delicious wiggles of *woo* festival. I’ve been up since 5 am, so bare with me. I actually feel pretty dandy due to 42 mugs of coffee and a swagger that seems to be irrepressible. This little kitty cat tended to the ‘newborn-nightshift’ last night and funnily enough…and maybe because of a previous party-girl, dirty rotten stop-out past’ i’m quite good at it. I’ve found that I can absolutely do two and a half hours nap, a ‘Baby Junior’ feed and then another two and a half hours nap. He’s an eater and a sleeper and well I found myself wide awake at 5am, surrounded by the peace of the morning, with each family member tucked up in dream land and well what did I do? I flipping did the washing up! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME! I’m so mummified and wifed up now that in my free time I CHOOSE to do the washing up and even worse…TO SAVE TIME. #killme (I love it really. You can tell.)

Anyway, nothing more can and will be said now other than LADIES AND GENTS, tonight is THE NIGHT where I AM ON YOUR TELLY…YES BACK ON YOUR SCREENS (finally)…with 7 other lovelies, my bit of sexy HUSBAND Keiran and in the name of Ann Summers!! I feel like I haven’t been back on proper telly since having Baby Ruby…I’ve only really done little bits here and delicious bibbles there…But now i’m back and well…AGAIN.. as you know…I popped out another bambino just over a week ago. Every single time i’m on the telly, I end up falling pregnant.

SEX TOY STORIES! That’s the name of the show. That’s what you should ALL be watching at 10pm tonight, on CHANNEL 4, TONIGHT.

It’d really mean a lot to Me and the rest of the girls and ofcourse my yummy ‘hero’ Keiran if you at least had a peeky and enjoyed the show with a touch of THORUGHLY. 🙂

It was filmed over an ENTIRE YEAR and i’ve felt truly honoured to be hand picked by Jacqueline Gold (CEO of Ann Summers) herself and to be part of the team. The experience has been amazing and mainly because when i’m on the telly i’m usually acting a fool and swirling in a glittery mess of ‘ooh laa.’ This time…i’m probably acting a fool, YET i’m actually doing something PRODUCTIVE! I know, can you even believe it!!

Only 8 girls were chosen and luckily…I was one of them.

They also filmed my personal life, love life and sex life for an ENTIRE YEAR and well Keiran pretty much WAS all of that, during 2012. Lots happened and hopefully you’ll see a great deal of it. However, there are 8 girls stories to be told, so i’m sure the snippets will be small but worth it. BOTH Keiran and I are really EXCITED and well we can’t WAIT to watch ourselves on the telly tonighta. It’s his TV debut, so to speak…so i’m super excited to see him on our little box.

Great show! We were one of ‘This Mornings’ Must See TV picks. There’s nothing better on at that time anyway. So..why not join us on our journey…I haven’t seen the show, but i’m hoping it’s a funny, sexy bit of show where ‘the business’ gets taken care of. *Wiggle-wink* 

Once again…

SEX TOY STORIES, CHANNEL 4, 10PM, TONIGHT!