30 Something Sexiness….

Woke up to the most beautiful message from one of my old LA guy friends ‘Raffi,’ who I adore more than anything, because he’s always filled with Wunna Love. He produces music and when I was a mid 20 something year old girl, in West Hollywood, we recorded a couple tracks together, that his brother had whammed up.

His brother was working with the likes of Britney Spears, N’sync, R.Kelly, Michael Jackson…His grandfather, worked with Elvis. So, let’s just say producing beats runs through his soul. He’s a ‘brother,’ and he’s swag.

But all that to one side…We had the most amazing friendship. We’d hang out all the time. He’d come around to my condo, after being at the studio and we’d just sit in his car, chill and chatter, under the LA night stars. It was great!

When he was a young 20 something he looked at me and said,

‘I’d be so happy, if I woke up to you every morning…But at fifty, you’d probably piss me off. Haha.’ย 

Then he drank a Red bull, it gave him wings and he drove over my wheely bins, en route to drop by ‘Neyo’s. (Yeah…the ‘So sick of love songs’ Neyo.)

ย Raffi’s always been such a good friend to me. In fact ALL of my LA friends are to this day, SO SO close to me. We tell each other how much we love one another, literally all day long and that’s because growing up…we went through SO, SO MUCH together, in one of the toughest towns emotionally, to try and make it in showbusiness.

This morning, I woke up to an insta DM from ‘Raffi’ after i posted the above picture…All he said was…

‘You are so beautiful.’

So 13 years on, and now on entirely different sides of the world, he is still so utterly lovely and goes out of his way to try and make a glamour puss smile. ๐Ÿ™‚

(Thank you for that! I love you so dearly. May the night stars guide you bro.)ย 

Right. Okay…

I’m still filled with anxiety and panic and I have no clue why, really? I’m getting on with it though. I’m good at that. I’m doing it with a ‘100 watt’ smile and hoping it’s just hormones.

What am I terrified of?

This morning I posted the above pic, because I always thought that growing up a model and one that sold ‘sexiness‘….I always thought that I wouldn’t feel ‘sexy’ when I grew older.

The opposite has happened and at 37, I probably, right now, feel at my SEXIEST. It’s so crazy? I don’t know whether it’s because I’m more comfy in my own skin, or i’m just laid back with my natural ‘Va Voom.’ I’ve got nothing to prove now. I’m cool.

But again, my LA guy friends the other day, were saying that they hung out with me, as a young 20 something year old and back then they thought i was ‘Ooh laa…Ferocia.’

Yet now, almost 20 years on..(they fly in to visit me on occasion,) they’ll just look at me and say,

‘We still cannot believe how beautiful you are. It’s like you’re getting hotter and hotter.’ย 

AWWW!!!

How nice is that!!!! Everyone needs to hear it. It’s positive and positive vibes are contagious. I’m so lucky to have such wonderful friends…Real friends. Real ‘life soldiers.’ Hopefully, that will put me in good stead for the future. Hopefully, you’ll take a moment today, at some point, just to tell someone that they’re beautiful.

It makes their day….

Everyone should embrace and adore their beauty. Both inner and out.

But y’know, there’s just something about being older, that FEELS SEXIER, than being young. I find, that, when you’re older your ‘SEXY’ comes from your soul, your life experience. It’s in your eyes. It’s your beauty. Your story.

Everyone has a story, even when you’re young. You just ‘own it‘ better when you’re grown.ย  When you’re really young, your ‘sexy,’ is still only pinned, glued and stuck on. It’s not real yet. Even in your 20’s, when you think you’re grown.

That’s what i’ve learnt through my 30’s. I’ve also realised that you mellow out, and grown emotionally. You become a wiser human and that alone is SEXY.ย 

(A young friend of mine sent me a message yesterday, and it put me off them, because… well he used a very young, 20 something year old term, to describe a group of people…in a derogatory fashion. He referred to them as ‘beggy’ and I don’t like that because I think it’s rude. I think it’s judgmental and something that a 30 something would never ever say..Lol. And I guess that’s that’s the difference, between being young and old.)

I’ve learnt so much about people and myself in this last 2 weeks.ย 

Anyway!!

All sorts has been happening to my friends. I have some finding their ‘bouji,’ and others clinking prosecco glasses. ‘Hustle Barbie’ (who’s Vegan) actually stole a PIG. A REAL PIG from a Butcher, because she didn’t want it to get slaughtered. Shenamed it ‘Elvis’ and it’s now in her house. Lol.

Everyone apparently loves the pig. Yet, I am not a piggy fan. I find their snouts intrusive. Lol. Yet, I admire her love and conquest. She’s filled with utter compassion.

Plus, I adore that she’s going to go out, get drunk, bring back a hot dude, forget she has a pig named ‘Elvis’ and suddenly remember he’s there, when he pops onto her sofa, mid ‘sexy time.’

If a pig came near me during sex, I would DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’d grab my boobies and RUN FOR THE HILLS…NAKED.

I am terrified of animals of the farmyard variety.

TERROR SCREECHES THROUGH MY SOUL.

But on the up, there’s also been new love. My gay friend Liam, (he’s just tinkered off ‘The Extreme Diet Hotel’ show on Channel 4.) Anyway, he recently broke up with his beau and has hit the dating scene with his heart on his sleeve and it’s good to see him happy. He called me before his last date, with a beautiful looking man. They met at ‘Velvet’ in Manchester, for the date and he saw him sat outside drinking a latte.

Me: ‘A latte!!!! On a date!!!!’

Liam: ‘I didn’t want it to be a slaggy date. We’veย  spoken loads & really like him. It’s a non drinking date.’

(I don’t do ‘non drinking’ dates. ๐Ÿ™‚ I get so nervous. I need to drink.)

He called me before his date because he was a little nervous. But dates are kinda like that, aren’t they?

Liam: ‘I’ve dressed really casual. is that okay??’

I’m glad, that I was his ‘make me not nervous‘ call. I’m good in those moments.

But they had the most beautiful time. I actually saw a picture of his date, whilst on the train to MY OWN date in Manchester. He was ‘sizzle.’ Really handsome. Really well groomed.ย  They loved their time together. It was all chatter and leg strokes. Cuddles over calamari. It was a classy afternoon date. But then they had to rush off home, because ‘twinges’ and testosterone kept kicking in…If the date went on any longer….the pleasantries would’ve been X Rated.

I always think that chicks sometimes get offended when a guy wants to ‘sex you up’ on the first date. Yet, you shouldn’t. (I know, it makes you think that they only want sex.) Yet DO KNOW, that they can’t help it. If they fancy you, the WANT, WANT, WANT you. It’s how they’re wired and they don’t mean it offensively. Their willy pops up and that’s it. They go ‘boz eyed’ and need to ‘jab for goals.’

So you can IMAGINE, what it must be like if you’re two GUYS on a date…and you fancy one another!

Hahaha….

‘I’ll have that latte to GO, Bitch.’ย 

 

 

 

 

Chrissie in the city, La Bottega & Ginos with The Girls

Morning! Morning! Hope you’ve shot into you weekend with a rummy *yippeee* and a high kick of victory to the wine Gods. I had a rough yesterday. A looooooooooooooooong work Saturday. It dragged. All of my friends and I did. We were ‘all in.’ It made us retire to our normal home lives and then DRINK GALLONS OF BOOZE until we felt normal. At that point, i cuddled the babies to sleep, talked to ‘the swirl’ (the hottest human I will ever swirl with…I love him, no one beats our banter. He makes my eyes smile….) and then after describing a written book of porn that was gifted to me by a chubby stranger, to review…I resided to my kitten bed sheets and enjoyed a good nights sleep.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

IN THAT TIME …

DRAMA OCCURED. Shit went down…and I missed it.

I don’t know what’s happened, but ‘fairytale’ is all forlorn, so that’s not good. It was her Anniversary last night. Double B was fine…I received a million morning texts from here telling me how much she loved me, whilst fueled by shots and her body weight in red wine. Mel, got in at 2am after a tinseled night on the town in heels and Firmonnell and I bantered about hot pink heels, the best lunch ever and dodgy gimp masks that should only be worn in the bedroom. We laughed so hard we cried, to the point where Hustle Barbie, strutted in looked at us like we were dickheads and left in a strop.

The diets going well. For six days straight I ate zero carbs, just salad and then I had pasta last night and more bags of Wotsits. Lol FUCKS SAKE! I’m gonna send Michelle Keegan a box of wotsits to make her slow her roll.

Y’see in Yorkshire, no one diets during the weekend. No one does. It’s against the rules. On Sunday we have a roast and we drink. That’s it. You’ll meet a Yorkshire girl and she will always tell you that she’s had a few at the weekend and that no one diets during that time. It’s the rules. Like I said. I need to find my Hollywood mentality, but it’s hard when you’re a being a country bumpkin. Lol. I swore that my 23 year old ABS were hiding under my belly fat.

So yeah, I’ve gone and had pasta. I still feel skinny though. In a wibbly kind of glamour puss way. And I don’t care. Fuck it.

Away from all that I have a busy day. A fun day, but a bus one!

I’m all dressed up, in a glammy boobie dress by Jessica Wright and shortly I will be en route to La Bottega Milanese at Bond Court in Leeds, for a morning coffee at the espresso bar with ‘Inadequate Chris.’ (He wants a collabo and well he’s the champion of Snapchat with trophies to prove it. EVERYTHING is social media right now. i mean, Googlebox is now Vlogglebox. Get it? Learn it quickly!)

Straight after my morning breakfast banter with ‘Inadequate Chris’ I will be headed straight to Gino’s (Gino’s My Restauarnt in Leeds, owned by the very sexy D’Acamapo, who I had the pleasure of meeting last month..) as the girls and I are going to celebrate life, friendship and good food, in the name of love. I have a Black card to Gino’s so we’re very lucky to enjoy such a good time. We’re all going to be arriving separately from across the city and tinker into lunch in heels. We’ll be coming ‘up/down/around…and from a meeting.’

We’re also on our last day of texting. For the last 10 days, the girls and I, including Liam in Blackpool, have had our private text messages made ‘live’ to the public for you to read, for an app by Onlookr (onlookr.co.uk) for ‘CHRISSIE IN THE CITY.’

We’ve done really well and enjoyed it and again really lucky as it’s all going be moving forward. You can follow todays actions as we live text from Gino’s.

It’s sort of like ‘Sex and the City’ but in Wunna land, with my friends and the city is Leeds. And it’s been great to let you have insight into what really happens in real time.

We’ll be texting from Gino’s Leeds today, so you can come day ‘Hi’ and be a part of the drama or just download the app and follow our chitter.

I’n really happy. Life is great. I’m in a rush, as I have trains to catch. But thank you. I love you for everything. I’m tanning and rushing. I’ve gotta go.

 

Chrissie x

 

Weekends, Tears & Life Choices

I’ve had the entire weekend off to just be ‘Me,’ do nothing and enjoy being Mum. I’ve worked so hard and over so many hours over the past month, that just taking a full weekend off where you’re just you and you’re not in a dash to get to your next train, or over thinking your next marketing plan, or running off to meet with the next human, who you’d like to work with, makes all the difference. I don’t need to do it all the time. I just need to do it now. ๐Ÿ™‚ Keeps you sane doesn’t it. Plus, it gives me that *pinch* of reality, as sometimes when you’re working so hard, everything becomes a *dash* and you begin to feel like a commodity (which is something you’re actually trying to create for business) and less like an actual human….(which is something that you truly are.) In fact, this also goes hand in hand with love…Often my inbox (mainly my Facebook Inbox and Website email account) will get jammed up with hundreds of messages from guys either being lovely or being dirty, or just being…mainly trying to trick me into chatting to them ๐Ÿ™‚ …and in those moments it does make me feel like a commodity and not an actual human being. I mean GOD, if you actually truly liked a girl and wanted her to be yours and you had one shot to make an impression via an inbox message, would to really begin your introduction with…a penis. Even if you simply wanted to *bone* her…the approach you use is vital. A dick pic will never ever work, unless it has been requested! Hahaha! I never request, so don’t get excited! Honestly, all we’ll do is show all our chick friends and laugh at it. (I don’t even have time to do laughing at it! Well I did once, last Summer with ‘Double B’ on a bench in Pontefract. Hahaha. I can’t remember who’s willy it was? Prince someone?) Plus, you’re also a tool if you try to do the charming whoosh of banter, or loveliness, yet with the intention of only wanting to *poke the pie* so to speak. I’m Chrissie Wunna, I don’t fall for that at all. I’ve been there, heard it all, learnt the hard way and charmed my way back all over again. Just be you. The more real you are, consistent you are and the more reliable you are…the more we will *heart* you. To me…thoughtfulness is sexy. (Oh and I guy with an impressively working brain will win over an ‘i’m in the shower’ shot. Don’t get me wrong, I love eye candy…Yet I can’t build an empire with ‘six pack.’ And if you don’t know how to ‘woo’ me, it’ll make me think you either ย don’t want me bad enough or you’re brain hasn’t been able to creatively figure out an approach. Lol) Shit! I’m harsh! No wonder i’m single. But it’s true! Hahaha. Be in love or work…There’s a lot of things we palm off with an ‘I don’t have time for…’ Yet in real life if we really really wanted to do it…we’d make time for it. ALWAYS. When we do, in regards to work, we move further up the ladder. When we do, when it comes to romance, we know that the other party is interested, as they will have made time for you.

I’ve chilled all weekend with Ruby and Junior and it’s been wonderful. We’ve laughed, we’ve lunched, we’ve shopped and just seeing their faces beam as made me complete. Junior’s clung onto me with smiles, like i’m his entire world and Ruby has been HILARIOUS. Honestly, she’s the most sarcastic, fun loving five year old ever. I found her stood at the top of the booze isle at our local supermarket on Friday at 7pm, when the isle was FILLED with tired working mums, who were all grabbing wine. Whenever they walked past her, doing that ‘oh it’s kid, I better smile’ thing, Ruby sweetly smiled back and then shouted ‘YOU’RE A DRUNK’ at EACH MOTHER! Hahahahaha! I shouldn’t laugh. But honestly, it was the most hilarious thing ever. Even the Hot Dads that were stood about, were weeing themselves as she scorned each woman that went past with wine. SHE even found it funny. This is why I shouldn’t be left to raise babies by myself. I had to retrieve her and demand that she ‘Abort Mission’ by rushing up (it was a fake rush, just to look like i didn’t know it was happening, ๐Ÿ™‚ and say this, whilst taking her hand…

‘Sorry about that. She’s mine. You can obviously probably tell. But know that I’m a functioning alcoholic, so don’t feel bad about the wine..’

Ruby smirked and started shouting,

‘CHRISSIE WUNNA, GET OFF ME.!’ย EVIL!

Anyhow, although things have been quite family…I’ve still caught up on bits of work and emailed a bunch of people back. I’m in a busy time of promo and sorting out my cocktail tour. There’s a lot of exciting stuff going on with that…so I’ll be able to tell you all about it, as I go along. especially up to the Valentines run up!

I dropped the babies off with their Dad’s today, as every Sunday they have a ‘Daddy Lunch’ day. Like i’ve always said, even though there have been babies and breakups, Pete, Keiran and I are really close and get along really well and simply to make sure that ‘The Wunna babies’ are raised with love. We co..parent like Superstars and my parents (who are currently away) all chip in, whole heartedly to raise them like pros!

Dropped Ruby off. She was happy as can be. Pete, lovely as can be. He’d washed some of her clothes to give me and filled with love and giggles, he said ‘Bye’ to Junior and they both jogged off into the distant. This last week has been tough with childcare, as will the upcoming week, because we have my Mother missing. The system works, yet if you pull a being out of it…it all goes potty!

However, Keiran and I went through the opposite today. I called him to do the baby drop off, he didn’t realize that he had Junior today, because i had a very busy last week and the schedule had been turned upside down at very short notice. He’s been realy reliable and there for me. Yet Keiran needs order, ย IN ORDER to function. I am so used to changes that I can function with a wink and a finger point and it can be in ANY direction. But he’s running a company and trying to fit in his ‘social’ bits and for the first time in a long time, because of me, he had to actually make SACRIFICES. Not something he’s used to…as My Mum and I will always have it in the bag.

But yes, a phone bicker occurred, because he got a little cocky for no reason, when all I needed was help. I’m someone that NEVER asks for help unless I really need it and also someone that has sacrificed all sorts for everyone…anyone. I get that trait from my Mother.

Yet, he made me feel as though I was WRONG for ‘doing me’ because he wanted to do HIM. He made me feel, without him knowing, almost GUILTY for trying to hustle, when he had things that HE WANTED to do and because of my busy LAST WEEK (know that it has only been ONE WEEK that has affected him) he almost threw a strop. ย It upset me, so I simply said,

‘That’s fine, I’ll take Junior with me..’ *Hung up.*

He must’ve got that I was narked off, as the next call was Keiran and he demanded that I brought him over…yet kindly, like he was sorry. (Junior was now kicking off, because he now didn’t want to go and just wanted a chill day with me.)

I dropped Junior off and today being 3, he just didn’t want to go. He cried all the way there and just looked at me with tear dripped eyes asking me for a Mummy day. As a Mum and as a basic human, no matter how much of a ‘Boss/Diva/Hard Worker’ or whatever else you label yourself, in that moment every inch of my entire soul filled with tears…I didn’t cry, as Keiran lifted Junior out the car and Junior glared at me, crying, telling him to make sure I pick him up soon…I sort of had to ‘shut off’ emotionally and not let the moment get me.

I got into my car quickly, I shut the door and I drove off…I just needed to drive…I just needed…

Well..I’ll be honest, the radio had turned into just background noise, as my heart took over and my mind stopped focusing…and as I just drove…my eyes filled up and I cried…I cried all the way… and I don’t if I cried because of Junior’s little face and it made me feel guilty or if I cried because I had felt that Keiran had stressed out over having to sacrifice himself FOR JUST ONE WEEK and tried to make me feel bad for trying to get ahead in work, like I haven’t ever sacrificed!

Are you kidding me! I sacrificed my WHOLE ENTIRE CAREER, because I had no choice, when he left. He sacrificed nothing, not even a party schedule, let a lone a work schedule at that time. I had a 2 year old and a newborn baby at the time, I was at a showbizzy *peak* and I had to let it all go…because I couldn’t manage it all by myself and i was fine with it, because I had to ‘man up’ and deal with it. Even to this day, i’m thankful for it, as it made me strong and it made my blog REAL, which is what made it popular. I told you when I was happy. I told you when I was sad. I told you everything.

I waited for years, working odd little jobs here and there…until Ruby and Junior got older and this year they’re BOTH finally in school and now with the correct approach, good whole heartedly help and determination…I can do this….and I won’t let anyone make me feel bad for trying. I’m doing well….

Regardless, we’re okay again now, we’ve spoken again…we have these little co parenting *blips* and once we’ve shouted it out, we’re fine. After i’ve finished my next meeting, I’m going to pick Junior up, just because I promised him that I would. So we’re all good. I’m happy.

I noticed that when I was in the car and no one was there, I cried, but didn’t really ‘let it all out.’ I stopped myself? Why? No one was there? That’s wrong.

Just now, whilst typing this, I began to fill up (as I didn’t manage to let out my BIG weep lol) and I stopped myself because..well i’m in the middle of a busy Starbucks and everyone would SEE me. That…I get! But when i’m alone, I should be able to cry it out. What is wrong with me?

Anyway, I’m off…I have a meeting and a quick interview to tend to…

Maybe I like to be busy, so I don’t have to *pause* and feel as much, because by nature i’m quite sensitive. I’m warm. I’m thoughtful. Yet, because i’m sassy, people don’t think that I would be?

But like I said…I’ve got my next meeting to get to… ๐Ÿ™‚

Speak soon…

Chrissie

I just need a Prosecco and a period i’m sure. Lol

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Bit of La Bottega Milanese

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Morning!!! Well it’s almost afternoon! I’ve just strutted into La Bottega Milanese on Bond Court, Leeds.

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I am currently sailing off the BUSIEST work week ever, for any little Glamour Puss with a ‘Take over the world’ mission lol. I’ve worked through six days straight, (which is waters off a diamantee ducks back for me,) had a few glitzy hours off and then found myself straight back on a morning train, trying to lip gloss, in a white faux fur (which is harder whilst on moving vehicles than a world take over ๐Ÿ™‚ ) and i’m now sat, in the coolest little corner of La Bottega Milanese (I call any table that i’m sat at the ‘Power Table’ with my fancy cappuccino and a whole lot to tell you!

(Wait!!! One second…a guy is walking up to the table! )

Oh my GOSH! What amazing service!

‘Hi Chrissie, I’ve justย receivedย a message from my boss and we’re hear to take care of you…you’re next drink is on us and…’ย 

He even came over with the most delicately placed, beautiful piece of patisserie that pretty much looks like an absolute work of art! Any guy that comes over to my table with a charming smile and with some sort of pudding in his hands wins my heart over and over!

The guy sat opposite me is wondering what’s going on. Hahaha. I’m trying to Snapchat him sneakily, because he’s shying away from Wunna Land.:) He’s having none of it! ๐Ÿ™‚

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I actually can’t believe how amazing this specialty Espresso Bar is!! Well, I knew it would be amazing, as it won ‘Best Coffee Shop’ at the Lifestyle Awards that I attended back in October. Yet actually being here, sitting amongst it all, writing my blog from ‘The Power Table’ lol and being swirled in an ambiance that feels like absolute ‘Esquire’ Glamour. However it’s amazing because it isn’t at all false…It’s real, innovative with a classic rural feel of luxury. There’s excitement AND peace all around me, happy couples, working ‘Handsomes,’ the ‘Regulars,’ the mid twenty somethings tinkering over Fashion magazines over brunch and stylish young 30 somethings who have popped in for a quick afternoon Prosecco. (YES, THEY DO BOOZE HERE! HURRAH!) I’m lost in a comfy, yet luxurious magic of casual relaxed creativity. Does that make sense?

This is one of my favourite spots to be creative in and the COFFEE is DIVINE! It’s almost as though they have made sure, that they take care of each human that saunters through their glass doors on Bond Court, just off of Park Row, with love, a sincerity. There is special attention to detail. Every tiny bite or freshly ground coffee is delivered to you with edgy yet exceptional style, manners and grace and because of that it makes YOU feel special, like you have a home. Plus, every tiny bite you encounter is perfectly plated, almost like it’s a cheeky treat, a luxury that YOU DESERVE.

I love it!

Everything around me is off white, light grey and with white washed exposed brick walls. I came early has I have to dash off in an hour to my next place of adventure, but now the place is getting busier and that good kind of ‘busy’ where there’s a buzz in the air, that isn’t crazy, just calm. They’ve got this in the BAG! Well done guys! People are working, laughing or writing around me. It’s amazing! And they are playing the BEST MUSIC known to mankind. Stevie Wonder ‘Superstition’ is currently going down. ๐Ÿ™‚ Cool place!

Anyway, i’m getting distracted, i’m meant to be telling you about my life! So yes, busiest week ever….It’s stressful but i’m a trooper aren’t I. I just emotionally prep for the stress before hand and get on with it…in heels. You’ll always see me smile. Even if it’s tough. I’ve had tougher. (Accidentally homeless is New York was tough. Lol)

Like I said, i’ve just sailed through the six day work week, i’m blogging from the award winning La Bottega Milanese right now, then i’m back on a train in an hour to get to a Prosecco bar and meet my Mum en route. Tomorrow morning I have a shoot for ‘House of Solo’ magazine. (My good friend Abeiku Arthur who owns the magazine is currently stressing, as it all has to be done for next weekend. Lol.) THEN I am headed to Blackpool via Manchester…for work..and a bit of play. I’ll end up on the last train home to Leeds and then i’ll be back up and rushing to work the next morning.

I need a moment. A moment to feel free! I’m a workaholic and i love it, I do. But i feel a ‘moment’ of freeee is much needed. I’ll get it. Don’t you worry. ๐Ÿ™‚ I can make time for everything and I hate it when people can’t.

I’m getting lots of messages in regards to my love life! I haven’t had time to really reply to you all. I’m sorry for that, but i’m getting better at it. It’s my ‘Talk to Strangers’ year, i know. Yet sometimes busy and passion take a hold of you with a madness that time just seems to fly…AND don’t forget i’m nurturing Ruby and Junior at the same time. I have a lot of help, yes…but they’re my world. My priority. Everything i’m doing is for them. Don’t get it twisted.

I still single…yes. I don’t think that really changes in hours does it? Soo many messages about it. Lol. I didn’t get to reply to ‘London Business Man’ due to my schedule…Yet i’m sure that when i’m in London, i’ll be able to meet up for a friendly cocktail…or five. I like catch ups. (ON YOU! Lol.)

I will say that I have my eye on someone right now. But just my little Eye of the Orient upon him. He’ll have no clue and wouldn’t really be bothered. I kinda just watch from a far and get on with life. Lol. What? Leave me alone I know, it’s creepy. ๐Ÿ™‚ We all do it! Hahaha!But I’m a chick and well even though i’m ballsy…I’m shyer when it comes to matters of the heart. I get shy. Gentlemen should always play the first move. Hahaha. That way i don’t have to…:)

The coffee bar is filling up now. (Nice link away…:) ) An array of stylish young Leeds adults, families and more laptop workers have tinkered in.

I’ve noticed as i’m looking around now, that every human in this place is beaming. They all have a smile on their face and that makes me happy. It makes me feel as though i’m surrounded by this energy that is positive and fulfilling.

(Wait, i’m off to order another drink. I’m gonna end up wired.)

I now have the most beautiful Hot Chocolate ever.

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The Staff are great here as I can just go up to the counter and say,

‘I just want something glammy?’

The response…

‘The Glammy Button has been officially pressed Miss Wunna…’

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AS if!! This place is what dreams are made of!!

I watched the guy make my drink…and it was almost like a creative work of art was taking place.

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He did say, that I was making him feel moderately ‘under pressure’ lol…so i kinda stop glaring at him like he was in a FISH BOWL and giggled away. He asked me if I enjoyed my little bit of patisserie and did you know that EVERY SINGLE dessert nibble has actually been ordered FROM ITALY. I know! How wonderful. We all know that if anyone appreciates a bit of luxury it’s me. AND to top it all off, everything that ISN’T flown in from Italy is made in YORKSHIRE. That’s amazing!!!! TEAM NORTH! AND the thing that’s even better is that this information was casually and charmingly delivered to me, as my drink was being made! FANTASTIC MARKETING. You learn as you wait. ๐Ÿ™‚

My phones quit working now…so i’ve got all grumpy. Haha. I watched the Steven Bartlett Vlog last night, as I do every night Lol. I even rewatch the ones that I have seen a hundred times. ๐Ÿ™‚ I hope you all get really into them… as to me, he is the most interesting human (aside from myself ofcourse ๐Ÿ™‚ ) going.

Right, I need to head off…

I’ve got a train to catch…

La Bottega Milanese…You are WUNNAFUL! ๐Ÿ™‚

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Life, Love & Louboutins

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Hi! I’ve finally found time to blog in what feels like ages. I can’t even being to tell you everything, but i will say that my day began with a school run. Now, I always attempt to drop Ruby off early, as the Ackworth school run, gets jammed packed in the morning and i try to avoid what I call the white ‘Range Rover’ express. (There’s a point in the morning where in which feels as though every Ackworth school Mum has a white Range Rover, and they all lined up in a ‘jam packed’ fashion, like some kind of glizty Mum train. You get wedged in that train if you don’t get there early.)

Anyway, this morning was particularly ace, as I didn’t get wedged in anything..and i hate the art of wedging. It doesn’t make me feel free. Rushed out the car, got Ruby out the car to walk her in. Saw a panicked, on the way ‘maybe late’ to work Mum, who sort of opened her car door and a whole bunch of Louboutin’s fell out, before her child. Lol. She just looked up at me, in her pencil skirt, all worried, until I smiled and gave her that ‘i get it’ eye glint. And from that moment we were buds. After the ‘walk in’ i saw her on my back to the car and all she said (with laughter) was, ‘Now i’ll have to buy more.’ Lol. I just giggled, dressed in ‘New Look’ and then zoomed off to work, so I didn’t miss the Greggs run, as I never want to begin my day without a coffee or a sausage something. (That sounds rude! ๐Ÿ˜‰ ) Greggs are always trying to convince me to ‘get the app’ but Jesus that’s a bit far. I’m struggling to hold up my ‘glamour puss’ persona as it is, without a fucking app that gives me my sixth sausage roll for free.

Life is busy but good. I have a lot on, but i’m wanting to find time for lurve. Work is busy, in the sense of there is lots to be ‘getting on with’ and today we celebrated the day by being systems down, which was super dooper frustrating, (especially when you have deadlines) then it turned into the warmest day on the planet. ‘The Mighty’ who is growing humans was fanning herself, (I offered to carry her meat,) McC was whopping out ‘sass,’ and being OCD by doughnuts, I laughed, worked hard, hit a deadline, sat across from ‘Fairytale Blond’ who i adore and listened to her love life tale. (She’s currently receiving a special kind of ‘silent treatment’ from her Prince, because he’s in a mood. ‘What? I was just drunk? Why can’t he find it funny???’ The good thing about this, is that usually during this phase she would panic. I missed it, but there were tears last time. However today, there was this sense of confidence and power about her. I watched her, shrug things off with a hair toss because she knew that she on safe ground, as she hadn’t done much wrong, yet wasn’t going to entangle herself with the other beings art of ‘mountains out of molehills, ‘ because she was busy. AND I LIKE THAT!

Like for me, as a girlfriend..and i’m single right now…I’m quite laid back. I’m not naggy and i don’t waste time rambling on negatively about things that don’t matter. I’m emotionally grown…with boobs. ๐Ÿ™‚ So i hate it when boys ‘Queeny’ up. Infact, it’s kinda annoying when girls do it too. ‘McC’ (who’s ace) did tell me that she was hardcore on her hubby when it came to him being a ‘Drunky MStrunky.’ Lol. (Kinda made me wee myself a little.) Yet, i’m the opposite way. If i was out with a guy and he was being drunk..i’d just find it funny. Lol. Like it really wouldn’t bother me. Basically what i’m saying is that he wouldn’t get the ‘silent treatment.’ Nothing is worse to me than that treatment, as i’m by nature an expressive chickadee, so i enjoy to chat things out and tell everybody how i feel about all sorts. Lol. I have no fear in that department.ย I’m a really direct person and i like expressive boys. It shows me they’re not scared to be or feel who they are.

We’ve had a humid and stormy evening. Yet it’s kinda been good as it’s graduating us away from Summer and into our next season. New chapters! I love Autumn, even though the year zooms by from now on. And at the beginning of the year, i went through so many changes. Left a guy, began at a new work place…all sorts. I entered my own Chapters New andย now i’m feeling on top of the world. I’m in a really good place emotionally and i feel completely warm and ALIVE.

On the guy front…I fancy ‘Eton Mess.’ We’re chatting, so our life paths are meandering around each other. Kinda like a dance …but sexier. I am impressed by this guy and i think I just understand him. We did our date, we quite easily got along and smashed bases. Yeah…I like this one. His spooning technique is on point. He’s playful, hard working and fun….but loving. He might need time. I’m not sure what’s going on…I mean, I know that he’s attracted to me, but i don’t know much else? Yet, right now, i’m happy with it all. I’m positive…regardless. I sort of see myself as lucky to know him…I’d be with this guy. He makes me laugh. ๐Ÿ™‚ And what is life if you’re not having a chuckle and feeling whole along the way.

That’s what I loved about ‘Fairytale blond’ today, she felt confident and found herself funny. Like i always say, when a guy likes you, or wants to make you his, or wants to say sorry, or anything of that nature, he’ll make sure you know and if he doesn’t, well there’s nothing you can do about it. Lol. You just have to laugh it off.

Anyway, i’m off…I can’t believe we’re in the middle of September already!

 

 

 

 

 

Nerves, Blogs, Vlogs & Wrong Bra’s

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Morning, my little treats of glammy, dipped, low carb, glitter balls?

I’m up early. Ruby’s back at school. I have a petrol station coffee by my side and I’ve just woken Ben up by singing him ‘The Sun has got his hat on’ (even though the sun quite obviously doesn’t) simply to ease him into Monday. (If you’ve heard me sing, you should know that i’m the next X Factor champion.) *Can’t sing for shit.*

I’m nervous today because i’m filming my first ever Vlog and even though i’ve written this blog for years and it’s done really well by accident and i’ve been on the telly, where i’ve talked into camera for mere entertainment a jolly lot in my life…i’m FRIGHTENED.

When i’m terrified, i either laugh it off or GROOM.

I’ve lashed, bronzed, i’ve back combed, i’ve faffed…pretty much…and i’m still fricking nervous.

(Ben’s now walked down singing ‘Steps.’ His song of choice ‘Last thing on my mind.’ Lol. He wants a Koala and is looking at boobies. Weirdly…not my boobies. *I’ve shouted at him.*

I have ravioli down my shirt. That we cooked last night because we felt greedy. I need a morning gin, to calm my fears. I’ve bought things I don’t need for no reason at Peacocks, this morning, simply to keep myself distracted…(as in a bra that won’t fit me.) Now, I know that a good trick is to wear a bra that is too small for you, for that extra bit of umph…but the only reason I bought it was because it was ‘powder blue’ in colour. It’s a bit too small because they never have my boobie sized bra in high street stores, so i may be walking around like a ‘look at me and my titties’ simply because my nerves got the better of me.

Right well, i think i’m just going to get on with it…because at the end of the day, I HAVE TO… and this is my only day off work, where both babies are in school or nursery.

I obviously didn’t win the lottery with my 20 lucky dips, this morning I heard that David Bowie had shuffled off this mortal coil (which is really really sad, because he was such an amazing talent, Ben and I were Googling him last night, saying how fit his wife Oman was,) Celebrity Big Brother is getting good now that they’re all kicking off…and i’ve just discovered that the lighting in my house is SHITE, so filming my Vlog is not going to easy, without all the nifty equipment.

Okay, I’ll leave you to if for now…

Wish me luck