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I’ve ‘quadroupley’ booked myself out. No! That’s a lie. I’ve ‘booked’ myself out six times, in one go. No SEVEN! And yes, that sounds great because it means you’re all glamourous, you’re doing well and popularity is tickling at your tender kitten toes. HOWEVER, it’s a little more complex than that! I mean,  HOW the absolute jolly BALLS am I going to be in or at SEVEN DIFFERENT PLACES, all across the nation AT ONCE??? It’s humanly impossible and certainly my own daft fault. Ofcourse! Yet, I don’t think boobies, cocktails shakes or charm is going to get me out of my predicament and more than anything that curdles away at my glittery soul. My charm should ALWAYS WORK, even when i’m dead. (And no, I’m not going to have a glamourous death. I’m just going to be 100 years old exactly, take a kip and rest peacefully. Knowing my luck, I’ll be tootling along, in my leopard print faux fur, on my granny mobile, in sunglasses at 100 years old, with a rum in my hand and some Morris Minor will come and run me over, outside a newsagents or something? My LA guy friend Ryan once said that i’d die by being ‘Savaged by Thieves!’ Lord knows why it thought it would be that exciting? I can’t even ‘book’ myself out appropriately for a weekend, let alone let thieves savage me to my death.)

Why am I talking about death, before 7am?

ANYWAY! Let’s get cheery!

So, yes this weekend i’ve said YES to everything, managed to get all my dates a muddled and now SEVEN DIFFERENT PLACES are expecting me to show up, this weekend. IT IS THAT BUSY!

I’m doing really well and people are ‘signing me up’ left, right and centre, to sexily tinker down to their event, new bar, office or restaurant, literally EVERYWHERE, where one can ‘Socialite’ to deliver my dainty little view of life from their glitzy venue. (This is definitely because I went to Gino D’Acampo’s new joint and didn’t wear knickers on the glass floor. It’s pushed me up that lofty ladder of ‘popularity’ overnight. Lol Now everyone wants me on their glass floors in bars. 🙂 )

But from a real point of view. It’s a really exciting time for me, i’ve worked really hard for this, I’m going for it. I’m feeling SASSY, ON FIRE, UNSTOPPABLE and moderately invincible. I kinda feel like I am the Queen  of ALL KITTENS. Y’know, totally ‘sought after’ now. The word on the street, via other infamous and rather successful beings in the same field or media is that….

‘Chrissie’s smashed this personal brand/influencer thing down this year.. She picked up the ball and ran with it…’

So there you have it, it’s amazing what a little bit of glamourous street game, a blog, the ability to express via written word, a rummy soul, a case of candid banter, good humour, boobies and a lifestyle can do! I’m not scared of it anymore. More than anything, I’m feeling at my most powerful and it’s only just the beginning. I have lots planned and i’m GOING FOR IT. So strap in… (I love it when i feel like this, it makes me want to bathe in champagne like a ‘Girl Boss’ and shout at people for no reason.)

But… honestly I can’t organise myself for shit. Lol. How am I going to be in SEVEN places at once. This isn’t including my normal ‘non worky’ social commitments. Unfortunately, they get put on the back burner. Lol. Such a great friend. But at the end of the day, you have one shot to grab a bit of ‘opportunity’ and if you drop the ball…well….you lose. The people that care about you, love you, understand what you’re going through, I think you’ll find will always be there.You’ll be in a mad rush, or battling your career, but you’ll pause weeks later, look to your right and their still there, smiling, supporting you and letting you know that everything’s okay.

I’ll sort it all out. I just need to prioritize and get my ‘rejiggle’ on. My guy best friend Theo, who I grew up with in LA, (he’s an actor, model and has created his own TV show. I Know.) Well, he’s coming to London, all the way from LA to see me this weekend, whilst he’s en route to Madrid, so he get’s a priority ‘tick.’ PLUS, I’ve missed him being my bestie. I’ve missed all my LA besties. Yet Theo takes the biscuit! He’s the only male human (and yes he is gay, but buff as hell) to THROW ME OFF HIS ACTUAL ASS IN A GYM, so he could lean on a counter and other gents could ADMIRE HIS BOOTY. Not sure why I was sat on his ass now?

But Theo and I have been through a lot together. In LA it’s hard to ‘make it’ but we did, we’re doing it. And that’s something you kinda treasure in your careers. No one can take that away from you.

Theo: ‘Just ignore her….she’s crying over a penis.’

That was his quote the time we both ended up following boys to other States of America because we thought they loved us. I went from LA to New York, for some hideous boy named ‘Tommy’ and He went from LA to …where the fuck did he go? Florida?? I dunno? But yeah, for some other hideous boy…named ‘Eric.’

We both ended up homeless and had to get flights back to Los Angeles immediately. Hilarious. It was all in the name of love. 🙂 Theo is the most manly gay man you will ever meet. He’s a DIVA, but he knows how to take care of you. Lol.

Can’t wait to see him.

Other than that, I have the British Style Collective in Liverpool, three restaurants, Issho, Leeds, Manchester…..and London….fuck! Just lots.

It’s not the busy part that catches me out. I thrive on it all as it’s exciting and fun. I just hate organizing the busy part. I just like to show up and do my thang…and do it well.

As if I’m Social Media’s Favourite (Kitten Esque ) IT Girl!

I’m accidentally building an empire via just being ME and writing about it. I must have learnt more off ‘Hilton’ than I thought! 😉

Anyway, I’ve godda go. I’m sat in Flamingo Sheets writing this with no bra on.. before work starts. I have ‘droopy boob’ fear.

I forgot to tell you, but I was The Carleton the other evening and ran into my old school friend Kate. We went through our entire schooling lives together at the private school in Ackworth…and as we were sat around a table, was the stars shone down on us and ‘Harrys Mum’ was feeling down trodden because her husband had cheated on her, ran off with the other woman and left her holding the baby. She was quite upset about it emotionally, because obviously, it’s not an easy thing to go through and it’s fresh. Breakups are always hard on the heart, when they’re fresh….Yet you do always end up finding the girl or guy of your dreams in the end….

So in her moment of desperate need and support….Kate turns around, completely ignores what she’s saying, fights over who is drinking who’s wine and says…

‘Wouldn’t it be great if all guy’s penises, were like dual action cigarettes and you could just CLICK a button on the side and all of sudden their cum would just taste of mentol, or strawberries.’

HAHAHAHAHA! I love my friends!

I honestly know the best humans!

Ps/ Go check out  one of my close LA besties Theo Breaux!

 

 

 

 

Love, Life & Hero’s

I’ve had a really great day. Yeah, gosh there were parts that felt extremely looong, (and you know I hate ‘loooong’ anything. Be it stories….queues…..I even don’t get why sausage dogs are long? They creep me out.) Yet after a *blast* of ‘sat next to each other‘ sarcastic banter with my deliciously darling chick friend Firmonnell….and I LOVE A GOOD DASH OF BANTER, my faith in life, good friends and good times was not only restored, but heightened. (We’ve planned ‘doing drinking’ when everyone does worky social things. Lol)

‘I should be due on soon?’

‘I should be too? But i’m not..’

Firmonnell is utter GREATNESS when it comes to girl banter because I can…well WE CAN …HONESTLY rip each other, everyone else and the world to absolute hysterical, glittery shreds, in the name of absolute good humour, without a single censor and you need that, otherwise everything’s all ‘fakey’ and ‘smiley’ and not very hilarious at all. You know you are good friends or lovers ( I look for that in guys when it comes to romance) when you can handle a good old banter see saw! She can say whatever she wants and I will never judge her. I can literally say WHATEVER I want…and she will be the last human on Earth to judge me. That’s what I adore about her.

Yet saying that, I’m astounding LUCKY because all of us girls, in The Wunna Land circle are so SO close…yet ALL SO entirely different…that we just get along swimmingly. There’s a lot of real love between us. We’ve laughed together, we’ve cried together, we’ve lied for each other. 🙂 And it’s having that wonderful circle of genuine support that not only keeps me grounded, as do note, that I am going through a bit of a showbizzy time right now. I have a lot of dazzling’ bits and bobs’ a going on…and I feel really lucky. Yet having the girls around me every day, makes me focus on the things that matter..and not get lost in a egotistical flare of ‘look at me’ idiocy.

I’m a REALLY confident girl. An honest girl. A sassy one, yes, but a warm one. I’m tender. I’m fun. I’m kind. I’m not a dick. 🙂 I grew up being a model, ended up on a reality show and found myself being doing life as an infamous blogger and a business woman. (How hilarious. LOL.) I’ve worked hard. Yet still…it’s crackers.

I always say that my decade in Hollywood taught me how to ‘hustle.’ How to survive. How to celebrate glamourisity, yet be tough emotionally. That’s both in work and in love.  I’m soft, but not stupid. Even if I play it. I learnt EVERYTHING the ‘Hollywood’ way, so i’m probably one of the most savvy chicks you’ll ever meet. I just do it with charm and a smile. It was a great time and in that time I again made some close close friends for life. Note, that in m circle of LA friends…we were all flipping struggling…and now…right now…we are ALL doing superbly in our fields of entertainment. Two of them have their own show. One is a movie producer. One is a movie star. The other a famous rapper. It’s crazy! We were roommates and we all used to piss ‘before they were famous’ Maroon Five off (who also said they were going to be stars 😉 ) by being drunk neighbours.

But anyway, I learnt focus and making ‘dreams come true’ there, in one of the most toughest places of all, where everyone was out for themselves….It served me well. I smashed it. I can now smell bullshit in a second. But i’d never embarrass you. I’d just nod and let you get on with.

However, I will say that I learnt values, morality and unconditional love…y’know…true respect…all that good stuff, from my family. I LEARNT ALL THE THINGS THAT MATTER. The things that give you worth as a human. I have the best parents and had the most loving upbringing….and even though i’m 100 percent Burmese, (which makes me exotic and magical and very Oriental,) there’s this good old ‘down to earth‘ simplicity to me, that you could only learn in Yorkshire. I’m grateful for that. That never left me. I don’t get lost in showbizzy nonsense.  I control it. I’m a really stable chick. Even when i’m wild. Don’t get me wrong. I am a bit of an EGOMANIAC. A sexy one. I know i’ve done well…or that i’m doing well…I’m aware of the buzz. I don’t like to be treated badly be it in work, just in places, or in love. I’m cocky. I’m playful. I’m not beige. I hate beige. YET, at the same time i’m weirdly so chilled and together.  I could out glam a the finest luxury in all the land…then just kick in my my comfies, whilst sharing a Nandos with ya.

ANYWAY …this is where my friends come in…AFTER MY TIME IN HOLLYWOOD….and during THIS TIME where life for me is changing massively…I AM REALLY LUCKY, because I don’t think that many people in my current situation can actual sit down and say, I have THE BEST CIRCLE OF CHICK FRIENDS EVER. They could say they have ‘Alright Acquaintances,’ or ‘Usey Friends‘ or not very many real friends at all. I have the opposite. They’re ace. They keep me focused when I need to be, as they remind me of how lucky I am. YET, all that keeps me grounded, so i’m not an absolute dickhead…because let’s face it…there’s hundreds of ya’ll. 🙂 I don’t suffer fools well. But i’ll tell you with such grace whilst offering you a cocktail that you’ll forgive me and courtesy. Lol. I know some really great people. Not just the girls. I have really good friends all over. I mean, I asked one of my closest friends advice today and she’s in Bermuda. I love her. I remember all that time when I was going through my divorce and I was brave facing it. She could see through the ‘royal wave’ and the forced smile…and the next morning I received something in the post from her…that to this day means SO MUCH. (Thank you EMS!! 🙂 )

‘I don’t think she’s used to people actually caring about her, who don’t have to…be it friends or guys…..70 percent of them fall for *Chrissie Wunna* ….and not just this Burmese chick from Donny, named Christina. When she finds friends or guys who adore both…she treasures them.’

By nature, I’m someone that cares about people, lives and others…a lot more than they maybe deserve…and when I say ‘deserve’ I mean these are the people that haven’t done good by me…The good thing is that i’ve grown out of that. I’m thirty six and raising my own family now. I never focus on the bad past bits. It’s unhealthy. Instead I’m excited for all the good that I have to look forward to in the future. I’m beaming.

Today, if I learnt anything I learnt how important love is to everyone. I asked every single one of my friends around me about their love lives…and they delivered their versions. Each one of them *glistened* with glee as they reminisced and told me stories of how they met their husband, boyfriend, or just boned a date. Lol.

I’m a sassy one. But i’m a hopeless romantic and let’s face it, life hasn’t served me well in the love department at all over the years. But i’ve always been hopeful. I think i’m a bloody good catch. Lol. I’m sure guys have always understood me incorrectly. They’re approach is always odd. I’m someone that believes men should be brave and chase their hearts desire and do it with their romantic foot forward. I’m a girly girl. I LOVE ROMANCE. Yet i’ve had years of just idiots, with a operate their ‘wooing’ via a ‘think they know’ version of me. It came to a time that made me believe that I would never get swept off my feet by some Knight in Shining Armour.

It doesn’t matter who or how the girl is….every chick wants a ‘Hero.’

 

 

 

 

Life, Swirls & Connections…

Today…if I looked at the positive and pick out the bits that matter, even though it rained all day in Yorkshire and parts of work were a draaaag, it was a GREAT DAY to be alive. I’m noticing when i’m happy. I’m embracing the things that I have going on that are wonderful and even though I’m all *winks & banter,* with sassy little stocking shimmies….I’m warm…If you know me personally and infact most of you actually don’t. But i’m grateful that you’re following my life. Know that by nature i’m quite playful, I’m quite soft…but i’m loads of glittery fun….

I looked around me today as I walked across the cobbles in the rain….with the weird blue ‘Lifeboat’ umbrella that I found and yeah…life wasn’t so bad. It was great day to be alive. (Still fucking wished it was Friday though! AND still fricking wish that it didn’t rain all over my hair.)

I have a lot going on right now from book deals, to tours, to modelling shoots, to business meetings, to brand deals and being mum…It’s the best thing EVER and on the whole  a super exciting time..BUT it’s relaxed because i’m feeling really in control of it all and these days, I don’t care about stressing out. It’s a pointless thing that we do when we’re scared. More than anything, I’m flipping lucky! I’ve got this shit down, on a calm easy, hair tossing breeeeeeeeeeeze!

But yeah, I had a conference called this morning. Edited a bit of my new book that’s out this year. I watched ‘Firmonnell’ enter holiday mode and pretty much toss the day off with glee. (I love her on holiday mode. She kept randomly talking tripe to people, like some ‘clingy on’ friend, just to kill time, so she wouldn’t have to do anything. Lol. It worked! Hahah!)

‘Oh hey Dipper…’

‘Oh hey Webbo!’

Double B must have called me a ‘BITCH‘ approximately 13 times today, but I let her off because lets face it, she’s a loon, but she’s fucking hilarious. We talked ‘my future‘ over lunch today, as we discussed life overlooking the town with her Rapunzel hair, whilst she ate super noodles.

‘Hustle Barbie’ had itches, which i’m sure she said were crabs? 🙂

Me: ‘You’re passing your itch onto me…’

Hustle B: ‘Do you have a pen? A black pen. GOD! I can’t reach my ITCH and it kills!’

‘Fairytale Blond’ (who has just got back from helicopter rides to hotels in Monte Carlo,) just looks like she’s going to fall pregnant soon….

‘Honestly! I can see it in your face! You’re gonna end up preggo.’

(She smiled like she liked the idea…)

Mel is on her military diet and smashing ‘weigh ins’ so she doesn’t have to pay to ‘jolly in’ with the slimmers..

‘It’s giving me headache…Where are those Jelly Babies..?’

and Lady Shizzle is showing us group selfies that resemble the cast of TOWIE in Marbs?

‘Did I show this selfie? Look…’

And then there’s me….

Just me…

And if I could tell you anything, I’ll tell you that i’m in a swirl. There’s this guy. The most amazing guy that I could ever know and I cannot even tell you how lucky he makes me feel right now…

When it comes to guys…or girls infact and the art of finding a great match…One of those soul connections that make you *BEAM* because you just can’t help it…you sort of need to gel on every level…don’t you!

With this guy…I have that…and i’ve never really felt like this before…

We can be besties and kick it…lovers and ‘filth it,’ take each other lightly, take each other seriously…express…trust…and just BE! We’re easy going humans….and I’m loving every single minute of ‘right now.’

I’m in a swirl and i’m beaming. He makes me feel really happy. He’s an AMAZING MAN and I don’t think my path would or could ever cross with a better one.

I’m someone who lives in the present and I never stress out about the ahead. People stress out too much about needing to know the outcome of something whilst forgetting to enjoy the ‘right now.’ When you embrace the ‘right now’ magical things happen, Infact  life, love and all sorts develop from those moments and much faster than you expect because you’ve embraced them without fear. We think and analyse things too much, instead of relaxing and really enjoy those moments with love.

For anyone of you IN stressy love life situations know that the development of it all is great, as it’s sort of like receiving a pink gift box… undoing the big bow… slooooowly unravelling the wrapping away, gently opening the box and reaching into it… to see the gift. You pick the gift up and play around with it for a bit…then you hold  palm of your hands and treasure it close to your heart because it’s ended up meaning so much to you, without you realizing. It’s magical. 🙂

But yes, i’m in a swirl.

He’s dynamic, but there’s a peaceful gentleness to him. We’re really similar like that. There’s a playfulness to him, but he’s a stand up guy! I’m really lucky. Anybody who gets to cross paths with this guy is lucky. I trust him.(That’s big) I trust him.

He totally deserved the bunny tail thong picture this morning. 😉

Anyway, I need a cheeky little wine.

Thank you for reading this…you actually mean the world to me. You are reading this with THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE, across the entire globe on every single continent of the world, That in itself IS CRAZY! I can’t even believe it.

So whether you’re a mum in Yorkshire, a business man in New York, a teenager in Japan, or a Doctor in Australia? Whether you’re a model in LA, a party girl in London, a husband in Africa, a teacher in Asia….Thank you all for reading…I’ve accidentally connected you ALL, by writing this little online diary… 🙂

Chrissie x

 

 

 

 

 

My Easter.

I’ve had the most amazing Easter. The most AMAZING Easter. I hope you’ve delighted in celebrating those extra days off, including the Bank Holiday, also! I actually worked today, so I don’t know what I’m on about? But hey ho, you can’t win’em all. But I hope you’re well. And yeah, I know that the the whole Easter thing, like Crimbo isn’t just about an abundance of choccie eggs and drinking ginny cocktails and more about a story regarding the sassy Good Lord. However, I don’t really know if The Good Lord and I are really that tight…So I’d hate to promo him for no real reason. 😉 However, whatever you’ve chosen to do with these last couple days…as long as it’s brought a smile to your face, then that’s cool with me. You’re exactly where you’re meant to be right now. You did exactly what you were supposed to do.

This Easter I went to see ‘my swirl, the most amazing man I’ll ever know. So with an,

‘I’m coming to see you today…’

and a reply filled with utter excitement and appropriate emojis..

..Three platforms, two trains, selfies with numerous teenagers and a Polish lady who said I was ‘nice,‘ with messages all the way, back and forth with ‘my swirl’ that were filled with a bubbly excited joy….

There I was, tottering out of the train station doors, in my dress, heels and faux fur, as he drove up to the curb *beaming*…and I hopped it lie the happiest little girl in the world.

And right from that moment, EVERYTHING was so naturally wonderful. I dunno? It just clicked and we were off doing Easter together like we had known each other for decades. From the moment I got into the car, it was filled with *beams,* banter, laughter and a simple ease. That never happens? It never happens? But at 13.02 this Saturday gone, life brought two people together…and we couldn’t have got along better. We spent our Easter together and it was AMAZING.

So, the thing about ‘my swirl’ and I is that we’re both really attracted to each other, yet we weirdly already have this friendship where we can just be us and tell each other everything about anything, yet at the same time, learn about the other, understand one another, make fun of each other in play and enjoy each other in moments of lust. It’s like this automatic balance of being able to be really sexy with one another, yet be best friends filled with a relaxed, yet fun banter, it’s an openess. However, at times we almost play ‘husband & wifey,‘ yet it’s all still glistened over with that excitement you get, when something is new. But what i’m getting at, is that it all happened so naturally, without us even having to try. It’s just how we ended up operating. I couldn’t have spent my Easter with a better man. He’s amazing and almost on every level. I learnt a lot about him this weekend….and well he learnt a lot about me.

Everything about our Easter Saturday was chilled and that’s exactly how I like it. I mean, to me, you have to be able to chill with a guy, easily…at the same time as being able to be yourself. We smashed a Nandos, we chilled, he looked after me so well, like he was the perfect gentleman. We got ‘sexy.’ We snuggled on the sofa, we chatted about our lives and then got absorbed with telly watching,

WE WERE GOGGLEBOX. Infact, no…WE ARE GOGGLEBOX. Let’s call casting and make it a deal!

I have never PISSED MYSELF LAUGHING AS MUCH WITH A GUY IN ALL MY LIFE. It was the funniest time. He was hilarious.  Yet he’s actually quite savvy, he’s really smart, really particular, really organised. I’m wild, but sensible. However, I have this respect for him.

But GOD, we watched The Kardashians, a Dinner Date marathon, the Football, Britains Got Talent, Britains Got more Talent, Take Me Out and then cringed at ‘Celeb Juice.’ We ight have referred to someone as an ‘Egg’ and we may have referred to someone as ‘Lurch.’ And we may have taken the piss out of everyone in the history of the world, including ourselves, yet at the same were baboozled by beings who were great.

We’re both chatty, we’re both open..we both think we’re funny. We’re both quite sassy yet well mannered, principled yet gobby. Independent yet stable. We’re ace!

Infact, there was a moment, when we were just sat ‘arm in arm’ on the sofa and I looked at him without him seeing me and we were BOTH in a fit of ‘throw ya head back’ hysterical laughter. And it’s those moments in life that matter. I remember those moments…even if they don’t last forever. You’re life is treasured by those moments.

‘But he had a fucking boat on his head! I’m obsessed!’

‘I’m not choosing what you want to eat!’

‘Surely, she won’t choose the EGG! He’s an egg!’

‘He missed the fucking ball because he was too busy shouting YOOOOUUU RAAAAaaaaaAAAAAAG!’

‘That was so impressive! How have they done that? It must be some kind of contact video thing?’

‘I always need a wee after…’

‘The trick is to not go on the date and stay on the show until the end…’

‘Do you want another water? Or some pineapple?’

‘You are literally SO HOT.’

There’s a swag about you…’

‘It couldn’t have worked out better..’

‘Money is why all marriages break down.’

‘Shall I order the spicy nuts?’

‘I need a 30 minute nap…’

‘We’ve actually been talking for AGES now…’

‘Aww! I take that back. I wish I never said that about him now.’

So after the best, most chilled Easter Saturday, at around 11pm, we both got showered and I got into bed with one of the most amazing guys that my life path has ever managed to cross with. He made me feel lucky. He actually made me feel feminine and I liked that.

But that night, as we both laid tucked up in the sheets, as we had an early start to the next day….we chatted because I don’t think we could believe how easy it was to just be around each other and get along…without any remote awkwardness or weirdness…It was just,….well…..easy….and in life GOD, do you have to cling onto the things that are naturally simple without complication that make you happy. They don’t come to you enough. When they do….I pay attention. This guys is not only incredible, but he’s actually a really great influence on me. He’s really organized and really well planned, but fun and I find that sexy.

That night, after we chatted, we fell asleep holding hands.

I hope I know this guy for forever….But if I don’t…as we all know how lucky I am in the love department….I’ll always remember the time we fell asleep holding hands and the best Easter Saturday ever.

‘I’ve loved having you here with me…’

‘I’ve LOVED being here..’

 

 

 

 

 

 

Every Second Counts….

So, there I was on Sunday evening, about to fly off an email to Social Chain and JUST BEFORE I hit *send*….almost on some weird *cue* my phone *winks* at me with a Twitter DM.

Now, I’m on my phone a lot, yet when i’m working or blogging, I sort of ignore it and check it occasionally, because as right now, it’s kinda like a revolving digital, never ending, screen fountain of Instagram picture ‘likes,’ Twitter ‘favourites’….Messenger notifications..You know the score…

Anyway, at this precise moment, before I hit *send,* I just so happened to look to my right, down at my phone. It was laid on my bed next to me. I had Juvenile ‘Slow Motion’ playing in the background and I was sat in my bra, wishing that I didn’t EAT my way through February…and with a…

‘Hi Chrissie,

Just came across the work you’re doing! Love it.. You in London much…Let’s set up a date for you to come over to the Yourfeed offices in London..Drop me a note and we can set up…I’ll have my executive assistant have a car sorted from the train station to the office for you. Looking forward to it!’

And just like that…another life ‘side street’ was presented to me.  You never know what’s going to happen at any point. I’ve learnt this always through life. Good things. Bad things. All things! I have opportunities coming from everywhere right now. Some are *zapping* in from above at the speed of light, some are some moving like a tango, other’s are friendly and easy going and there are the ones who are to the point, without ‘faff’ and direct. It’s all money, brands, meet me’s and ‘work with me’s.’

I don’t know what’s happening? Yet the Chrissie Wunna glitter train is no longer *chugging* along on steady yet rickety tracks . It’s now being picked up by giants, sprinkled over with opportunity and flown to the stars like magic…fueled by this little thing called hard work. Well I say ‘hard work’…yet it feels like fun. My previous boss once told me to ‘WORK SMART NOT HARD.’ That stuck with me…The idea is to utilize yourself appropriately to make the most impact.

AS IF THIS FLIPPING ONLINE DIARY HAS GOT THIS CRAZY!

I remember being a kid in West Hollywood, walking into that bookstore every morning, on La Cienega and 3rd, talking to DK who made me coffee every morning and telling him about what I’d got up to the night before. He told me to start a blog on Myspace..and i refused to because I didn’t know what one was…Lol. But I did it…and 10 years later…I’m apparently a ‘sensation.’ 🙂

LORD FUCKING KNOWS, HOW I’VE MANAGED IT???

Yet, the great thing about me, even though i’m really aware of all that is ‘going on’ right now in my career…is that i’m STILL just that girl, who started to write an online diary because some dude at a coffee shop told me to.

Right now, i’m taking ALL the opportunities that I can…because it’s really just the beginning. I hope to build an empire. Did I always think it would happen? Honestly…Yes. Did I doubt myself…at times..yeah. But this year is the actual year where in which I have in my hands…I have it here…in my hands..I can feel it..and it’s happened because at the end of last year I began to knuckle down and focus…I spent my last year chasing boys and after selling myself short, realizing that there was a whole career that I wanted to pursue…and that I was wasting time on things that I didn’t really WANT…my mindset changed…I grew 10 feet tall…I hair tossed, I got my *game face* on, I slipped on a sassier set of heels and I fucking WENT FOR IT.

I’ve only knuckled down for about 3 months and so far SO MUCH HAS CHANGED. In six months….it’ll be even better…by the end of the year…even YOU’LL be shocked. Just so you know, I’m always shocked. I mean I stood infront of my chick friends today with an egg sandwich..

‘Ewww….as if you got egg that’s disgusting. You’re disgusting!’

…and with a shake of my head in confusion, in my faux fur, I just looked at them with a…‘I don’t even know how this has all happened’ face?

I feel lucky. Thank you for following my life. Thank you so much!

Everyone’s asking me about the UK Blog Awards. They’re in April. I’m going to them…OBVIOUSLY. Yet not one part of me believes that I will win it. They’ve already picked the winner…and I don’t know…something just feels like it’s not me. Infact, i had a conversation about this with Abeiku Arthur the other day, after getting back from Manchester that time we did Nandos and went for ‘after chicken‘ cocktails.

Big A: ‘You’ll win it.’

Me: ‘I won’t. I know I won’t.’

Big A: ‘I’m going to the Awards y’know. Are you staying over?’

Me: ‘Yeah. You do know that you’ll have to spend your awards evening listening to me BITCH at you repeatedly because I haven’t won. ..and i’ll be dripped in champagne.’

‘Yeah…and I’m fine with it. Lol. You’ll win it.Why don’t you think you will?’

‘Well…because everyone else’s blog is a serious factual, advice type blog…and well mine is just the story of my life…it’s a diary…’

‘That’s why you’ll win it. There’s not many chicks who just write a  diary that people all over the world READ every day…’

‘If I thought I was going to win it…I’d tell you. I’m not like that. I just know I won’t. But I deserve to. 😉 ‘

So, what i’m saying to you all is to hope for the best yet EXPECT nothing…because from what I’ve learnt in life so far, ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN at any point. I’ve almost become immune to under feet ‘rug pulls.’ Embrace changes. Don’t be scared of them. Don’t get stuck in a rut. Look around you…Take a moment to look around you. Do you have everything the way you want it? Is this how you want to spend the next few years of your life? Do you want it to develop? Are you selling yourself short? Obsessing over the wrong things?Are you working your perfect job? In love with the right human? Are you being you? Do you feel AMAZING!!!?!!

If you do ANYTHING tomorrow, I want you to just take that *moment* where in which you *pause* look around you and monitor if you’re living life the way you utterly wish to be…

If you ARE…You’ve nailed it! 🙂

If you’re not…than things can only get better…YOU ARE the driving FORCE behind that change…Commit to it. Go for it! Make your dreams come true! Every second of everyday, someone, somewhere has had a dream come true. Why can’t it be yours?

Okay preach over….

Have rum and splash it in victory winks!

I love you.

Chrissie x

 

 

 

 

IT’S FRIIIIIIDAY!!

So sorry, I didn’t blog last night. I had a busy Thursday. One of those rushed off your feet, trying to get your head around it ‘mountain of work’ Thursdays, where everyone has a rant, everyone has a hair toss, everyone lives off coffee and then as soon as they swing open that door, which is labelled ‘HOME, they *crack* open the Prosecco and guzzle it to ease girl stress. 🙂 I’m not saying that the day was stressy. I’m simply saying that it was so much that it was hilarious. I stood in a ‘cupboard’ hiding with Mel, as she looked like she was pulling faces, but like little girls we hit the *pause* button to life and started *GIGGLING.* Hot Sarah couldn’t wait to get her pretty hot self back home, her eyes lit up and her soul filtered with glee, as she uttered these magic words…

‘Chrissie! Look! I’ve even got excited goose bumps at the thought of Prosecco.’ (And she did. Her bright eyes were so wide with excitement, that she looked like the happiest doll in all the land…that was maybe about to explode into confetti.)

I did red wine, (I kept it swag)….But we all know I shouldn’t drink it. It berry sponges me in this *higgeldy piggedly* truth serum and well…to put it bluntly…it makes me talk some right fucking shit. 🙂 Swearing is Caring!

(YOU CAN ALWAYS TELL IF I HAD HAD RED WINE BEFORE I START WRITING A BLOG.)

But yes, Thursday is D’done and Friday is upon us! WE MADE IT! Hurrah! Weekends for everyone (unless you’re ‘Double B’ and ‘Firmonnell’ 🙂 Weekends suck for them. But whocares! Yay! No one! Let’s have Daiquiris for breakfast 🙂  I had wine for breakfast last Saturday. Not because i’m a massive alcoholic, but because i’m a massive alcoholic in training….Do note, that I was just terrified, so needed to drink.)

Anyway, we’ve all worked hard enough this week, so today is ALL ABOUT FUN! When trouble looms over our glamourous and some one glitzy lives, we’re going scoop up the stress, well make ‘Webbo’ pick it up for us and gracefully CHUCK IT IN THE FUCK IT BUCKET. It’s Friday. Let’s have some fun now.

Lots of wonderful things are happening to me, you know that, because I tell you that all the time…I had one guy ask me why I was having ‘down’ time, just because I hadn’t posted  a’selfie in ages. Lol.

DOWN TIME! FFS! I’ve been so rushed off my feet that I could paddle with angry sausage dogs, trying to hump me and not even notice. The ‘down’ time is my hardest time because that’s when i’ve got my head down and i’m busy ‘knuckling.’ The ‘show’ part of it all is easy, as I just wear amazing things, get papped, smile, selfie it, cocktail everything and wink whilst talking rubbish to people who adore me. 🙂

I talked to a psychic last night, but just in general and she randomly told me about three guys…and it was crazy, as I knew two of them…..and what she said was accurate. However, I’ve always got to be careful when I meet a ‘chick who  randomly tells me my future’ as i’m sure a Wunna ‘Google Search’ will pretty much lead you to this site, which HEY, tells you my life story. Lol. And she started her conversation with…‘It’s Chrissie, right?’

I’m going to post a blog later on this afternoon, telling you all about the fact that I’m in the Spring Edition of House of Solo Magazine and it’s out now My was at home waiting for me…AND I ADORE IT, as it feels like a treasure and goes on about how ace I am, Social Media ‘IT’ Girls are…and all sorts. (I’ll tell you about that in the next blog.)

I saw those little grubby boys in the alley way again last night, whilst walking by. They think they’re my mates now. Lol. They’re scruffs and I’m a glamour puss and i’m the only one they allow to pass their little boy alleyway, without abuse now.

I watched the littlest one of the pack, who looked about 11 write in black sharpie (so gangsta) on the wall of the alleyway…

He wrote…

‘Girls fancey a fuck…’

So, like the Glamour Puss that I am, I passed him, he looked up at me and I simply *paused* studied his work 🙂 and said,

‘You’ve spelt fancy wrong…’ before walking off.. (I’m gonna teach him something new every day, until he’s not a scruff anymore. 🙂 Have I spelt ‘spelt’ wrong, it looks wrong?)

Then when I got to the petrol station, this busy guy dashed passed me and I stopped him quickly, just to say,

‘Ooh, you smell nice…’

He actually *paused* for a second, smiled and like his rush at calmed thanked me…I totally made him smell the roses for a moment.

There you have it. I’m ace.

More on House of Solo later..

‘Liam Ross’ is trying to Skype me? He once tried to hit on me, by pretending to be two different guys at once. Lol.

HAVE A FABULOUS FRIDAY!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Real Picture, Love & 100 Years

I’m meant to be a Baby Shower right now, but i’ve only just got home and even though Baby Junior has trotted off with Grandma, after Keiran got busy, I have a Baby Ruby almost en route home…so now…there’s no chance of me making it. (But I did get my nails done inbetween, whilst waiting. 🙂 What? I needed a treat! Hard working women and mums must always take time to spoil themselves. Lol. It’s vital. It’s sexy It’s what being a girl is all about.)

I’ve gotten all these Snapchats from ‘Double B’ and ‘Firmonnell’ moaning at me with moan selfies with tag lines that read ‘Worst friend ever’ and ‘middle fingers.’ Hahahah! But sometimes a chick’s just got to waist train and have a wine, after a stressy day. (Dear, ‘The Mighty’ please blame Keiran. 🙂 )

Lots happened from my trip from destination A, which was Doncaster to my journey to the ‘didn’t get there’ Baby Shower. I got heavily distracted. Firstly, a stranger stopped me (I get stopped a lot) and told me that her husband had left her and she was now a single mum of two and had no one because she had moved over from Vietnam and life was a struggle. I was getting my nails done and I just looked up at her and promised her that it was going to be okay…

‘But I don’t have anyone???’ (This has all JUST happened to her.)

Again, I just looked up at her, knowing that I had been in her exact same heels, with a new born and a 2 year old at the time….and promised her, that as long as she didn’t panic and she held her head up high, saw what was ahead and got on with it, she would be more than fine.

‘The three years on.. version of you, is really different to the right now version of you, I promise & I know that isn’t helpful at all because it seems so long away and i know that you’re going through a lot of pain, but I promise you, the worst thing you could do right now, is let yourself down.’ 

Then she walked away to deal with her own life path, as I had my nails dried off and I sauntered up, after payment and tottered quickly to get to the Baby Shower.

Distraction occurred.

‘Chrissie, I love your blog, I’m reading it every day. Please pop in here with me and let me buy you a drink..’

I had a Desperado. Oops! But it’s just so hard when someone stops you to tell you how inspired they are by you, to just say ‘Hi’ and leave and when they THEN offer you booze. Lol. What! I had to go chatter to her for a little bit. 🙂

The funny thing about the moment was that, as we sat down…some old guy started shouting over…

Bloke: ‘Ere, you. What would you do if I told ya, I fancy you right now?’

Me: ‘I’d say, you have a wedding band on…’ (First thing a girl looks at boys..and secondly, do not beckon a girl with the words ‘Ere you.’ Haha.)

Bloke: ‘It’s just a ring though, just a ring. I’m single all day long.’

I mean, why bother being so stupid? It was like some bravado show of numptiness.

Yes. It is just a ring, but it’s a ring that symbolizes the love that you have, for the girl that you’ve chosen to build your life with. If it’s just a ring, then don’t do the whole ‘vowy thing.’  You should NEVER be turning around in a bar telling some glammy chick from the Orient, that you’re ‘single all day long,’ with a wedding band on.

It doesn’t make me scorn you, or brand you a cheater, like i’m a teen or a young twenty something. It simply makes me think that you’re lost…and when I’m looking for my Mr.Right, he’s NOT LOST. He has the map, printed directons AND his emotional Sat Nav turned on. He sees me across a crowded room, he’s done his research, he makes a bee line for me and then he makes me HIS, with a click of the old charm and  just like that, I’m swept off my feet.

NOT…

He’s really pissed in a bar, probably just has a fight with his wife and then hits on the nearest girl because he feels it will make him mighty again…yet as he still has his wedding band on. Lol

I left then…and said ‘thank you’ to the blog reader.

But then as I looked down, on my totter, I saw that one of my best LA life friends had posted on Twitter. Brandon and I go back decades and I love him dearly. We’ve done so much together and we’ve been lost and found in Hollywood all at the same time whilst growing up. I adore Brandon. But boy has he been going through some shit.

Brandon Perkins was travelling to JFK Airport, New York from Aeroporti di Roma – Roma Fiumicino.

3 hrs · Fiumicino, Italy ·

‘My life story, especially in the last year, would be a dream for Hollywood writers. Watching italy disappear below the clouds, my life chapter in italy slams closed… and I have no idea what is next, but I KNOW it will be better…’

He had sent me a Facebook message to come see him in Italy, but I just didn’t have time and then he sent me another message which delivered the stress and pain he had been going through…I replied to that….

Today he made a decision….and with ALL OF MY KITTEN SOUL, I back you ALL THE WAY ON IT. I want you to get back to LA and as soon as i’m free, i’ll come see you. I promise. (Like when we were kids and I climbed ontop of that roof with you, just to make you smile on Halloween, as we sat and drank Mango Margaritas on your apartment roof, under the moon. Hahaha! I like that I was dressed as a Slutty cave girl and I liked that we *kissed* to decide if you were absolutely gay or straight! Lol.)

That kinda  made my mind take a detour from the Baby Shower. I got to a point where my totter just stopped and I just paused…Kinda like when Forrest decides to just randomly stop running….

You know, there is SO much going on in this world and this is YOUR LIFE. Your tiny dot on this planet matters…and you really can do whatever you want with your life without fear, as it’s all you actually have, without it everything stops. Be who you want, say what you want, work hard, but love harder. Be true to you, be a success, yet manage to smell the roses. I say that all the time and because I need to remind myself.

FALL IN LOVE. It’s so important. But with the right human who enchances your soul. Build a world. An empire. A family. But enjoy every second of it. The moment you don’t enjoy something, change it.

I always say to people, even Ruby my own little girl, that we are given 100 years (if we’re lucky) to live the best and most happiest version of life, that we decided for ourselves.

Don’t sweat the little things that don’t matter and make sure the big things make you smile.

There are gzillions of us on this massive Earth Ball trying to do life….

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…and we life all different versions of it.

No matter what version you choose to live, make sure that version of life makes YOUR SOUL feel at peace and fills your world with happiness.

Lots of love,

Chrissie x

 

 

 

 

 

 

Busy Times, Cottages Pies & Chocolate Trains

Busy day! I’ll tell you that there was a moment where in which everything was a bustle, every phone was ringing, every email was swooshed into cyberland and the madness of ‘catch up’ was upon me and well everyone around me.

You see the thing about doing this bit of ‘glitz’ is that it’s worth nothing apart from a bit of ‘ooh look at me’ unless you are smashing that ‘bread and butter’ bell with giant mallets with a smile.

Today was about that…the bread and the butter…and even though the nitty gritty work is busy and quite difficult right now, it’s great because i’m thankful for it. It’s the ‘behind the scenes’ that makes the ‘show’ work. So yes, not everything is a *pout & a pose* in Wunna land there is hard work going down.

But I will firstly say and with mild laughter…THANK YOU EVER SO MUCH for the gzillion messages that I recieved from you all in regards to my weepy Mummy melt down. Lol. Honestly, it was just a moment and then it flew by. That’s why having ex husbands is great because you can always vent out at them. 🙂 It wasn’t so bad. I just needed a rant. I didn’t cry a stream of rivers, or as ‘Double B’ would say,

‘Cry into a cup and drink my own tears.’ Lol

Keiran came around yesterday and with a smile made sure I was fine and everything went back to normal with laughter. Well he kinda said,

‘I’ve made sacrifices too,’ 

..which i’m going to take as boy talk for ‘I’m sorry, you had a melt down.’ Lol.

Co parenting is never easy…but after a prosecco and good friends it really is wonderful. The Wunna land ‘pity party’ train has left the station.

If it makes you feel better, when I cried on my drive to the coffee shop, a chirpy in appropriate for my mood ‘Little Mix’ song was playing in the background, sort of demeaning my utter pain really. Lol. I didn’t tell you that bit because I wanted you to feel how I was feeling. But i’ll tell you now, as I’m weeing myself at the tantrum.

However, I will say, clever, clever to the boys who thought ‘ah she’s feeling weak’ and messaged straight in with a ‘I’ll be your shoulder to cry on’ approach.

Even though it didn’t work. I found it great, because at least you used your initiative and charm to attempt to get what you wanted. Lol. Yipppeee! I find that sexy.

All’s well because i’m been around my chick friends today. ‘Double B’ rocked a Vogue Top Knot at 9am and if anything made me smile it was that. 🙂 I relooked over the messages that ‘Fairytale Blond’ had sent me in regards to her visit to ‘Spooky Sue,’ (she’s our local physic Lol.) After hearing the results, I want to go see her. But only because she delivered ‘Fairytale Blond’ great news. My reading i’m sure will be filled with confusion. It will make me drink until she tells me what I want to hear. Hahaha.

Then I remembered (and this was all in the mist of the busiest day ever) that I had really wonderful chick friends that I spent 300 days with a year. I mean, you know you’re both Northern and have people who look out for you, when on their DAY OFF, they spend the morning HOME COOKING A COTTAGE PIE, portioning it into lunch boxes and THEN bring it into work for you to devour at your desk with a fork. NO ONE IS BETTER THAN THAT HUMAN. (I love you Mel.) I didn’t even bother waiting to be graceful, I snapped that shit open and stuffed it in my face faster than Speedy Gonzales on cheese wonder pills. That’s what good friends and good people do. They make you cottage pie.

Fuck the diet. I’ll start it in 2019. 🙂

Like I said, everything was so busy that I can’t even begin to tell you where the day went. Yes, it was stressful, but i got through it and when you smash things the best way you can, you don’t feel as bad when you get home, do you?

I had to dash away from work early to go grab my first born (Ruby) from school. I was kinda running late to say that I set off early and even though she’s a regular in her ‘after school’ click, she seemed as happy as can be.

SO HAPPY, that she decided to not rush off and instead show me everything that she and her classmates had made. (They get homework. Lots of it. I never have time to really sit down and do it all with her as much as I should do.)

Anyway, they have these weekly projects where you’re child can score points and you have to pick things to make and present once a week, like ‘Make a pair of binoculars/Kiddie Transport/An Adventure Land/ Write a diary for a week.’ Things like that. Its been running for a while and all Ruby and I have managed to come up with is ‘make a pair of binoculars’ which we did at the last minute on a Sunday night.

YOU SHOULD SEE WHAT SOME OF THE OTHER MUMS HAVE DONE.

Vicky (who is the Mama of one of Ruby’s favourite classmates) ended up dashing in late to the ‘after school’ club pick up, like moi and even HER face in passing was astonished at the work of ‘the others.’

Let’s put it this way, Ruby made TIN FOIL/TOILET ROLL binoculars. Her class mates had made giant half a wall rabbit burrow adventure lands that you could SELL in craft stores. Lol. ONE EVEN MADE AN ENTIRE REAL LIFE LOOKING TRAIN OUT OF FUCKING CHOCOLATE. And to round that chocolate train up (and it wasn’t a kiddie train, it was a full on detailed adult train) IT CAME WITH A POWER POINT PRESENTATION WITH PICTURES!! BY A FIVE YEAR OLD!

Ruby has NOT LUCKED OUT in the Mum department when it comes to homework. But hey, I was in the Daily Mail the other day for drinking? Does that score her points? Lol.

Ooh? I have another Whatsapp message…

London Business Man: ‘You really HAVE forgotten me..’

 

 

 

 

 

A Cake With My Face On!

ac70So, I was feeling a little tender, gently eased the door closed and dashed (went slowly) to Greggs for coffee as requested by ‘The Mighty!’ I just figured I must have looked as rough as I felt and with one deep look, she was certain the coffee needed to run through my glittery ‘hungover’ system!

Stood in the queue. It seemed to take forever, like the end of a conga line that wasn’t any fun anymore. I finally got my little tinsel tits to the front of the Greggs queue and *POP,* almost with an enthusiasm that would suggest a confetti shower was about to take place, I was greeted with the most excited, the most loving and lively show of,

‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!! The birthday fairies have bought you your coffee this morning!!!’

‘What!!?? Who?’ I suddenly woke up!! It’s like a rush of excitement had burst into my bubble of *rough.*

‘Honestly! They’ve bought your coffee for you!’

I was so happy, I literally screeched out loud, jumped up and down so much that I broke a fucking nail, grabbed my coffee, after stirring in 42 sugars and dashed (but this time went fast) back to the office!

You see, with me it’s the small touches, that make my heart melt. I mean, how thoughtful! It literally radiated my sorry ass, kitten soul with this buzz of utter love!

I burst through the door with the bounce of fun and gratefulness with,

‘Oh my GOD! Thank you! Thank you’S!’

And from that point onward, the day…even though I was hollering life and work on TWO HOURS sleep (but at least I got there, at least I worked it all) was THE BEST Birthday work day I could’ve ever had and simply because I surrounded by the most thoughtful humans in all of the land. I couldn’t ever wish to work with better souls, who literally went out of the way just to keep my birthday going and to show me that they cared…and they didn’t have to! I pretty much spend 350 of my 365 days with these girls, so even though we’re a team of hard working ‘business’ chicks, there is so much love between us, that is decorated with banter, laughter and sass! It’s great!

I mean the coffee to me was lovely enough, as I felt like I needed to be ‘babied,’ but we all also went on a big lunch together to celebrate birthday times and our hard work over the year. Got back and I saw ‘Hot Sarah’ and ‘The Mighty’ fiddling around my desk. We don’t like people fiddling with our desks! Lol.

They spotted me from the glass window on the door and I’m now pulling an angry ‘what are you doing at my desk’ face…But then I looked harder and I could see Flowers! FLOWERS! Yes! The most beautiful giant bouquet of orange and yellow blooms with a giant ‘Happy Birthday’ balloon suspended in the air from  them! Awwww!

I actually could not believe my eyes!!!!

My face changed from ‘scowl’ to a happy, opened mouthed, still in the window, *shocked* face, as I darted through the door, screaming with a mad excitement and towards my desk!!!

And that wasn’t all!

GET to my desk and it is COVERED in giant purple, ‘BIRTHDAY PRINCESS’ banners, literally ALL over, like a celebratory madness of fun! My huge flowers are at my desk! There’s a massive ‘Birthday Girl’ badge for me to wear, the most glamourous, shiny gold bottle of Prosecco stood at computer, a  3 pack of Desperados, which if you didn’t know is one of my favourite ‘chill out’ drinks lol, a card that had been signed by every single one of them and to top it ALL OFF, AN ACTUAL BIRTHDAY CAKE, with Mini Wunna’s on it! Yes! A cake with my face on!!! It had my fucking FACE ON IT! As if they went to that much trouble!!! It was just so perfect! It was just so ME and ALL my favourite girly things in one!!! I literally couldn’t contain myself! There was screeches and this constant smiley face that beamed from my little kitty soul! 😁😁😁😁😁😁😁

I will never ever forget how thoughtful they all were. It made my entire year because you can go out and party and do all the fancy shindigs, but nothing is better than those real life moments, where you’re surrounded by just GREAT people, awesome humans, who you love, respect, who know you better than anyone and who you work alongside, every day, to achieve some kind of great future together!!!

The cake was lit with candles and huge glamourous fountain sparklers were bursting from either side and as I looked around me, as they all laughed and sang ‘Happy Birtgday’ at me, I felt like the single most happiest girl in the entire world.

(Thank you so much!!)

I couldn’t possibly explain to you how wonderful I felt, as the energy of it all was just overwhelming.

But how lucky am I to have turned 36 with such joy! My friends, my family, the fun! Even all the messages and posts you all left me on my profiles! I’ll  flashback to it one day and do a little happy cry! As everyone has made turning 36 so Wunnaful!!!

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I slept well that night!!!

Roll on the new year! Happy being 36 to meeee!!!

However, no rest for the wicked as BOOM tonight I’m at The Official Ms. Swimwear UK Xmas Party, to blog all about it. It’s a celeb packed event. I can’t wait to tell you all about it and we’ll I don’t have to titter very far, as the big flashy ‘doo daa’ is happening at Oracle Bar, Leeds!

Right in my doorstep!!

See you there! (I’ll be Tweeting and Facebooking as soon as I get there this evening! ‘ )

Life has completely changed for me and I’m in the UP! I’m actually starting to feel like the real life Carrie Bradshaw now! Lol. Yet, we all know I’m a little more ‘Samantha!’ 😉

Thank you so much for everything!!!

Something tells me I’m going to have a really great 2017! I can feel it in my glittery bones!! 🙌🏽

 

 

 

 

My Glitzy Trip To Gino’s

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‘I’m here! I’m parked in the same place as before.’

‘Cool…i’m walking down now.’

Got to his car and *swung* open the door, in my tiny thigh out, peeky boobed, dark gold wrap dress, draped in my GIANT ‘Little Mistress’ faux fur of absolute divinity and as I stepped my pretty kitty heels into the vehicle, the vehicle that would journey us to Gino D’Acampo’s new restaurant in Leeds,  I belly laughed out loud with an..

‘It totally looks like you’ve just picked up a hooker at noon! Hahaha.’ 

And there we were on our way to Gino’s.

When i say ‘We,’ I mean my good friend ‘Abeiku Arthur’ and I, who owns the delightful High Fashion magazine ‘House of Solo.’ It’s filled with articles and photos from London fashion week, top designers, exclusive five star brands, his shoots with supermodels in Milan,  the pics from the recent Victoria Secret show…all sorts. We’re good friends, we met at the Leeds Lifestyle Awards, we also just so happen to live in the exact same town and both of us have businesses/brands that are up and coming and ready to make impact.

He’s a hustler. We both are! And it’s so great to have a like minded business buddy, who just gets it and rolls with the punches, whilst cross questioning me to find out new ways of promotion, as right now i’m doing pretty well and getting invited to a great deal, yet at the same time beginning to get recognition for it. I’m having a good year. He himself, has just shot Tom Zanetti for the front cover of his Fashion Magazine. I think the shoot was Monday?

In the car he was telling me that Tom was FOUR HOURS LATE to the shoot because he had been out with Geordie Shore, ‘Scotty T’ all night, who is currently doing Panto in Leeds and his PR/Manager only told ‘House of Solo’ after the second late hour had passed. 🙂 When Zanetti showed up, he thought he was shooting for Metro. Lol. (HAHAHAH, totally makes me piss my glamourous frillies! I love that happened to him AND that he has to go through so much stress all the time. On the plus, once Tom did show up, he was lovely and chatty and apparently a great model.)

‘Yeah but was he a chav?’

‘Nooo. Not at all. You need to get to know him.’

We got to Gino D’Acampo’s ‘My Restuarant’ in Leeds and boy did we arrive!

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I’d been Tweeting about going all week, all day and I couldn’t be more excited! I love a bit of Gino D’Acampo, I adore the fact that we guys and dolls of Leeds can now delight in traditional family Italian food, dashed in glamour. Plus, ofcourse, you KNOW that you will find me at any place that boasts one of the most stylish Prosecco bars, with a side of cheeky ‘Hanky Panky’ cocktails, the freshest most delicious bar snacks (i’m a grazer) and ones that were cleverly served on tiny wooden boards, a cut of newspaper and with Italian charm!

From the moment I strutted in, there was a lively but relaxing, down to earth family, yet GQ style of  excitement swirling around the baby blue, clear glass entranced, two floored restaurant. This place has ONLY JUST OPENED, so it’s fresh onto the scene…and GOSH…I had so much fun yesterday, that i could’ve literally stayed there and guzzled chilled buckets of prosecco at the bar, ALL the way through to the early hours of the morning.

I mean, as soon as we tottered in, the service was impeccable and we were immediately given a card, which was a Restaurant bar tab, before being shown downstairs to the Member’s Prosecco bar to grab a fresh pour of ‘bubbles,’ before we sat down to lunch! (My prosecco glass was EVEN CHILLED and cosied over with a cold mist of ‘you’re here now, in luxury.’)

This place is by far, THE BEST PLACE IN LEEDS, to come for food, or even just drinks, be you on a date, a business meeting, with ‘The Girls,’ or ‘The Boys’ and even with the entire family. It literally caters for everyone, in a stylish, modern, ‘you want to be here and be seen’ way. Yet it’s sponged over with a glamourous version of Italian tradition.

Gino’s face is stamped on EVERYTHING! He is on the walls in black and white frames, pictured with every celeb known to mankind. His sexy little Italian face is EVEN on your table Olive Oil. The marketing (and I come from a marketing background) is phenomenal and i adore great marketing!

At 1pm we sat down to eat! I ordered the Cabonara. Which is my favourite Italian dish of all time and ‘The Big A’ (that’s what i’m deciding to call ‘House of Solo’ Abeiku Arthur now, as i can’t be arsed to type his name out every second, Lol) ordered the Spinach, Egg and Cheese Pizza.

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More prosecco was poured, a ceramic dish of walnuts with a silver nutcracker was served with it. Our meal came out at the EXACT RIGHT amount of time….Not too fast or not too slow. The exact right time, almost like they KNEW when we wished to eat.

I mean all the way through that time, both ‘The Big A’ and I were Tweeting, Selfie Taking, Facebooking, Instagraming…doing the whole ENTIRE works. There was so much excitement going on and we wanted you to see it all and experience our version of it, as we did it. There was a lot to take in, as i wanted you to ‘feel’ the place. It funny because normal, sane humans, would look at our table and find it totally bonkers. Yet to us, it was really normal. We’re both business minded, we both run little brands that we hope,  will one day be huge successes… and we BOTH understand that about each other and our friendship. I went for it. I was selfie taking and posting away. ‘The Big A’ was smashing his Social Media also, yet EVEN HE paused and said,

‘What have i got left? Oh yeah, I need to Instagram it.’ LOL

It’s fun because we turned our trip there into a Cyberland Circus of excitement, we had hundreds of people following our every move at Gino’s in Leeds. I tweeted and selfied away and the masses ‘Liked’ and Retweeted’ their favourite bits of our day. the restuarants notifications must have been crazy, as my own personal accounts were going nuts. They were shimming. (And that’s thanks to you! 🙂 ) Kinda made me feel proud. Kinda made me feel POWERFUL. Haha!

Anyway, we gobbled up our lunch and OH MY GOD, the food there is literally TO DIE FOR! You ALL need to go. My pasta was probably THE BEST PASTA, that I have had in years and I HAVE BEEN EVERYWHERE! But let me tell you, UNLIKE EVERYWHERE Gino’s Restaurant ISN’T *break the bank* PRICEY at all. It’s completely affordable for everyone. A dish for £9. I mean, gosh, where can you get food THAT GOOD, for that price these days, with that service?

Infact, I know places that are charging so much more for food that is FAR LESS delicious! Plus, Gino’s has those ‘little touches’ that make a big difference. I love the ‘little touches.’ As upstairs they sell Gino’s Cookbooks. Good sales tool. Yet great idea, as whatever you eat at the restaurant that day, whatever you’ve chosen from the menu, you can then buy the book on your way out and try and make it yourself at home! It’s sexy, it’s romantic, it’s fun! 😉 This restaurant will turn your ‘No Carbs before Marbs’ diet out of the fucking window and simply because the pasta is SO goddamn good!

Okay away from all that. We’d had a few drinks by now and as you know i love a tipple… or four hundred. Woohoo! I embrace a world of Prosecco dazzled fun, style and good company and you should to. Live a little! Enjoy it. Get lost in the magic. Swirl with it. Pour some more.

I mean, all ‘The Big A’ kept saying was,

‘She’s totally getting on it.’ Lol.

And i didn’t care! I’m a fun girl and well it’s MY BIRTHDAY WEEKEND!!! Cut a sister some slack! If i’m gonna drink 200 Prosecco’s….i’m going to go for it with *can can* kicks. So There!

Plus, we’d Tweeted everything, pictured everything, posted everything, so we finally kicked back and I ordered in some cocktails for dessert. I love getting cocktails for dessert instead of pudding. It makes me smile. Keeps my heart warm.

I swung in with the most delightfully, full bodied, espresso martini (it had a sassy KICK) and House of Solo ‘Big A’ ordered the fruity tooty, mint leaved ‘Pineapple Express.’ Lol.

Oh! They were delicious and all that social media work, kinda took it out of us. It can get tiring. Lol. I mean, if you didn’t know anything that day, you knew that I was at Gino’s, in Leeds, with House of Solo Magazine.’

We then both realized (after cocktails) that I was happily trapped in the most stylishy comfy, baby blue room WITH THE SINGLE MOST ATTRACTIVE ITALIAN MEN. How did i not realize this! It was like some kind of shirted Handsome Italian Man… Heaven. Almost every single waiter and bartender (aside from a couple girls and maybe two Leeds Yorkshire boys) was a hot blooded, dark haired, tall, sexy, with the accent and everything, Italian MAN. LORD HAVE MERCY on my little SINGLE SOUL!

LADIES YOU NEED TO GET YOURSELVES DOWN THERE. It oozes sex appeal… EVERYWHERE. Your mouth with ‘Mmm’ with pasta, but your loins will burn with desire.

‘House of Solo’ (I’ve changed his name again) even looked around and with an approving ‘They know what they’re doing’ nod and grin, he agreed it’s literally a paradise for groups of ladies! You notice the sexy Italians straight away, yet you kinda only begin to appreciate them, in a slutty way… after an Espresso Martini. 🙂

The hair ‘kittened out’ a little, the boobs peeked through the dress and the the wrap, unwrapped itself to a ‘little freer.’ not because of the hot blooded Italians everywhere, 🙂  but simply because by now we felt so much at home at Gino’s, that we kinda didn’t want to leave…

So we didn’t.

We ordered in another round of cocktails and went back to the Prosecco bar, to free up some table space (as it was getting busier and busier as the day went on) and we chatted about life, work, business and people.

As the day progressed, more and more stylish beings started sauntering in. All very high fashion. All smart as can be. ‘The Big A’ had his eyes on each of them. (One of the ‘Stylish New Entrants’ came up to me and rubbed my faux fur, whilst looking me right in the eye with a ‘Is it chincilla?’ No…It’s ‘Little Mistress.’ Lol.)

More drinks were being ordered, more drinks we being poured. The bartenders were going around with divine tasting nibblets, on trendy wooden blocks. It was a great idea, as it encouraged those who didn’t book in to eat, to maybe consider dining the next time they visited. (Clever! Clever!)

We were laughing. We were joking. I was happily moaning because i always think that being a chick in business, especially a boobied, ‘bouji’ one…makes it difficult at times. As often Ill have to approach guys to work alongside me and well sometimes people don’t take you seriously, so you have to prove yourself EVEN MORE SO than others. OR they just fancy  you and they can’t get passed that bit, before they even listen to the fact that your brain might work also. 🙂

I’m an ambitious, smart, charming, yet feisty little shit and i intend to do well. I’m doing well. My history is pretty decent. So ‘House of Solo’ and I were pissing ourselves at my ramblings and then all of a sudden out of nowhere he notices a female bartender, Googles ‘Alexa Chung’ and immediately whispers at me with a..

‘That girl, the bartender. I need to shoot her. She looks just like Alexa Chung on the British Vogue Editorial, when she did that high fashion nude shoot. I need to tell her. I need to shoot her.’

‘Yeah, well go ahead. Sip that, get her details and ask if she’d want to do a shoot. Explain that you own a fashion magazine though.’

‘No i can’t why? It makes me sound…’

‘OH MY ABSOLUTE GOD! Don’t be SO STUPID. You cannot go up to a girl, tell her she looks like a stylish nude Vogue model and ask for her number, to do a shoot with you, you idiot! You have to tell her that you own the fucking magazine.’ 

But in he goes, with his charm and his Google Screenshot of Alexa Chung. LOL. (Why do guys not listen!!??!!)

‘Hey! *Beckons her over the bar* You look like this girl. She’s a model for Vogue. Do you know her?

‘No.’ (Hahaha…Sorry, i find that really funny.)

I think you could be a model. I’d like your number…’

Then I couldn’t bare the ‘so many mishaps‘ in his approach, so i butted in with a..

‘He owns a High Fashion magazine, It’s called House of Solo. He thinks you’d be a great model and he’d like to shoot you for the magazine.’ 

She beams an innocent smile of glee. Her eyes lit up. She had a sexy foreign accent. A warm one, not a harsh one. He continues the rest of the chat with the bartender and she writes down her number, so that they can schedule in a shoot date for the Spring Edition of his magazine! I know! Crazy stuff!

See! You never know who you’re going to meet!

Then he turns around and whilst laughing tells me off for butting in on his ‘approach!’ Hahaha!

‘You need to learn from the best.’

‘You need to learn from a girl who gets men coming up to her all the time, saying stuff like that! What? I was only helping. I got all PR on the situation and started taking over the convo for you, to make sure it went well. And it did! What? I can’t help it! It’s in my blood!’

The Yorkshire Bartender looked at me, after he realised his colleague has just got scouted. So I smiled and said,

‘Don’t worry. You can be in my blog. It’s much better than his shitty magazine.’ Hahaha!

We laughed it all off and ordered more drinks in. At this point, I looked down at my phone and I had a DM from a guy that I recently followed on Twitter, as I had come across his profile and The Noir Agency the other day. Just basic, ‘Hey’s! How are you’s!’

I love learning within my industry and I love learning about all these creative agencies that seem to be crossing my life path. I’d actually like to work alongside one. So i’ve been looking around and having a peeky. I saw this guys profile…and i followed him. He’s also quite handsome, so why not! I was telling ‘House of Solo about it all, as  he started sipping shandy at the bar.

Anyway, In case you didn’t know, every night i’ve got into watching these Vlogs  by Steven Barlett. I’ve been reading up about the whole Social Chain thing and i’ve been inspired, as i’m a creative soul and I enjoy their work, his work…all things of this nature. And i’m doing pretty well right now, aren’t I!

SO, in the middle of the absolute glamourous bustle now occurring at Gino’s ‘My Restaurant.’ A bustle that we all created together…I decide to go onto Twitter, at the Prosecco bar, with my drink and my boobs out dress and WATCH Steven Barlett’s latest Vlog. It flicks on. I can see him and his video being played. But i can’t ofcourse hear any of it, as the ambiance in Gino’s Bar is now filled with a  loud, yet comforting buzz of creative, fruitful, social, excitement. It was beautiful. I love the feel of that noise. It’s satisfying.

However, LET ME TELL YOU, the clever thing about his Vlog is that it absolutely ran subtitles. So i was able to sit in the middle of this beautiful Prosecco bar bustle and completely absorb the whole entire thing! I got to glamourously razzle my liver AND absorb knowledge.

I even used up my LAST ONE PERCENT OF BATTERY LIFE on watching Steven Barlett’s Vlog. I would NEVER give up my last one percent of battery life. And i know you’re never going to read this…But if you do…that’s how special you were in that moment. Lol. Phone died after that! (FUCKER.)

Then like the magic had happened…’House of Solo’ got all into this whole Noir Agency/Social Chain/Steven Barlett Vlog thing. (Copy cat.) He knew that he had lost my attention to something. He’s also a creative human. He knew that i had found something great that i was interested in and that’s shit when you’re drinking with someone isn’t it. Hahaha! I have no manners. But GREAT manners all at the same time. 🙂

He got hooked and started following everyone. I even told him that i had emailed The Social Chain last week and no one replied. He laughed and told me that they didn’t care about me. Lol.

‘Eww! DON’T KICK A GIRL WHEN SHE’S DOWN DUDE! HAHAH!’

(We’re still nestled at Gino’s Prosecco Bar at this point…and everyone is now staring at us.)

Then we started making these weird bets. So as I was Tweeting the fact that I was watching Barlett’s Vlog. ‘House of Solo’ decides to Tweet him for a meeting? What!!!! I guess, all’s fair in business and Prosecco. Hahaha!

So I predicted that Barlett would ‘like’ my comment (and he did)…as who wouldn’t, i’m inspired by the Vlogs and i usually watch them in bed for utter mind comfort. (That sounds creepy. Hahaha!) Anyway that day, I was watching it from Gino D’Acampo’s dazzling new venue, surrounded by baby blue, glass and joyous sophisticated bustle. Day had turned to night and we had accidentally been there for hours, without realizing. That’s when you know you’re having a good time and you’re in a place of wonder, that does not constrain you, or limit you to a schedule.

Anyway, I then told cocky ‘House of Solo’ that if he actually got a reply from Barlett…(thinking that he wouldn’t…and he didn’t) i’d kick him in the balls! Haha. I didn’t get to ‘knacker ball’ him.

Life was good! My pre birthday brunch was a marvel. I couldn’t have chosen a better place to just lunch, live and enjoy!

At the end of our time, we were given two magical gold coins…(Sounds like a fairytale.) With these coins and as you leave the restaurant, you are to go dip into a tiny, glamourous photo booth, which is equipped with a green screen and everything…and as a souvenir of your time spent at Gino’s, you can take the most fun photobooth selfies, with various hilarious backdrops to treasure forever!

Amazing right!

Here are mine!

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The most delicious new place for you to enjoy and I mean that sincerely, as we didn’t even want to leave! For crying out loud and you’ll only get this is you are from Pontefract….’House Of Solo’ loved his time so much that the words, ‘We should go to Biggies’ flew out of his mouth! HAHAHAHAAA.

We didn’t go to ‘Biggies.’ Instead we got dropped off to continue alternate life paths. Lord knows what he did? But i went home to cuddle up to my little Ruby and Junior. (I’ll be taking both of them to Gino’s in the New Year.)

You know, it’s one of the only places where you can feel both stylish, yet so comfortably at home all at the same time. And i mean ‘kick off you kitten heels & have a laugh’ at home.

A truly great find and what a wonderful way spend part of my giant birthday weekend! 🙂 I’m so glad that i’ve officially smeared my Wunna glitz on that place!

Wunna *hearts* Gino D’Acampo’s ‘My Restaurant’ Leeds!

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