Really busy time, so i’m gonna have to bustle through this. I have a ‘dashy’ weekend ahead, which means schedules, train times, those Wunna Land bits of ‘showbizziness’ and…as always… life to conquer. I’ll do it. I always do. And right now, I never felt more confident. I try not to waste time looking over at what other people are doing (I used to do that a lot, it’s human nature…we all get a little nervy.)
However, instead, I’m now just focusing on MY land..WUNNA LAND. If you give something 100 percent…and you’re good at what you do, there is absolutely NO WAY in the jeepers, that you will not succeed.
Luckily, my job right now, is the art of just ‘BEING ME.’ So, if I balls that up, then there’s no help for me. Nor is there enough wine to settle my soul.
I ended up on ‘boys night’ at Ego the other night. I did ‘Girls Night’ didn’t I, last Saturday? I’m one of those chicks who has a great mix of friends, be they girls, boys, young, old….The mix is a ‘jiggle’ but it’s great.
I love boys night. Not as much as girls night, as boys night is far more reserved…My chick friends and I literally tell each other EVERYTHING…and we don’t care, we’ll pour it all out, the good with the bad, with the ugly. Boys are less ‘drama’ and they keep their secrets to themselves…M guy friends are open, yet their level of ‘openess’ is carefully monitored by their pride and sense of masculinity.
(Aside from ‘Jonesez’ he’s like a girl and will cry out his problems over a cocktail, with me.)
But yes, I met Webbo, Dipper and Jonesez for dinner and drinks. They were ‘after work’ suited and booted and then I sort of just flounced in a bit late, all a beam, smiles and with a…
‘Two for One margaritas with a salted rim please!’
I am all about a salted rim. 🙂
We chatted, we caught up, they slagged other boys off and they drilled me about ‘the girls.’
‘What were they saying about us?’
‘What did she say about ME?’
‘Who’s best in bed out of…?’
‘Do they like me? I bet they slagged me off?’
‘Yeah, but honestly…gang bangs are gross…’
‘Why does he always come in and touch me…Don’t man slap me!!’
‘I’m not arsed me, I’ve just said i’m sharing with someone else…’
‘I love it when you get your nipple out on your selfies Wunna.’
‘Shall we eat. I’m starving..’
‘It’s not my fault..You picked her!’
‘Are you honestly still obsessing?’
‘Why are the dudes on your Facebook always asking to marry you?’
‘Yeah, but our Girls night isn’t sweet and lame. We don’t plait each others hair to Boyband tunes. We’re all SASSY…it’s hardcore.’
‘Why have you stopped getting cocktails Wunna?’
‘Stop trying to get me pissed.’
The thing about ‘Boys Night’ is that there is always a boys code…and even though i’m a chick, having all guy friends in LA…I know the code…It’s kinda like ‘Girl Code,’ but you don’t have to remind them not to say anything. ( I do prefer the drama of a ‘Girls Night’…and mainly because i’m a girl. Yet, I am sizzled over with a BOYS sense of inappropriate humour….I don’t care…It’s hilarious. So yes, boys night was ace! I know some great guys!)
BOY CODE, SAVE AS!
I’m currently sat with a half a Peroni, at The Carleton trying to smash out this blog. I was on a phone audition all last night. I had one through the afternoon and then I had to shoot, followed my bambinos and reply to all my ‘socials.’
At the same time, I was going back and forth on email with my agent…and it was all pretty manic. I’m having a really busy time, but i’m loving it. I’m really enjoying and i’m enjoying it because I do what I love.
I have noticed that I don’t like ‘fuss.’ I like everything to be taken care of…with no ‘fuss.’ I don’t like the ‘faffiness’ of projects…I just like to get on with things. That’s when it comes to work and dating….
This is actually a really good tip for guys..
GIRLS DO NOT LIKE FUSS…WE WANT YOU TO TAKE CARE OF SHIT…
Like, if you were to ask us out on a date…We’d prefer if it you took charge, stood up all manly and just said…
‘Right, are you free… on this date….to do this…? Great! I’ll pick you up at *this time…’
(And you organised everything, so we can just get dolled up, enjoy the night and adore you. That’s how it works. So, it’s not just ‘when are you free?‘ It’s…’Are you free on…? Great…I’ll pick you up at..’ It’s gentlemanly.)
In the past, whenever i’ve had to organise a man, i’ve hated it. I’m a ‘Girl Boss,’ I love it when a guy takes care of the little things. It’s thoughtful. They take the stress away from you.
I actually remember being sat at the Coffee Bean, outside in the sun, in West Hollywood, by the Beverly Center. I used to go there every morning.
This guy, with shoulder length blond hair and sunglasses, who was also a model, called ‘Berlin,’ used to sit with me and chat life, each morning…I remember how schooled he was in the art of dating…But I guess the LA boys are, because they do it so much and they do it well. They can’t treat a girl badly on a date, because the ‘show of it all’ is SO important in Hollywood…plus ALL THE GIRLS TALK. You get a bad rep…no girl with touch you.
Berlin: ‘Well, I just text her and told her that i’d love to do dinner with her at ‘Koi,’ tomorrow night and that i’d pick her up at 7pm…and because it was all sorted for her…she just said. I didn’t give her time to think. Lol. Chicks like to have everything organised for them.’
Then we’d go on our auditions for the day. But he was right! Lord knows what he’s up to now?
Anyway, I really do need to go…So sorry for the quickie blog ;)..but sometimes ‘quickies’ are awesome!
Busy, busy weekend ahead!
Hope you loved today’s selfies…
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