Writers Block, Jiggles & That Little Bit Of Saffron

Dear Diary,

I have CRAZY WRITERS BLOCK! It’s awful! I mean, so much has gone on in the last few days, the last few weeks..that I don’t even know where to begin? I’ve been through changes. Great changes and i’m exactly where I want to be. Yet, I guess changes are always alarming on the old kitty system at first, aren’t they? Well until you get used to them.

It can be new starts, new chapters, new cities, new jobs, new relationships, new friends, new anything…They’re all great…Yet your soul jiggles about a bit, until you feel settled. Once you do settle…you become alive…you’re on fire. So, like myself, if you’re experiencing anything NEW, know that you’re fine, it’s good for you and when the ‘Jiggles’ settle, you’ll be dandy as prosecco pour!

HURRAH!

I have writers block.

I don’t know if it’s because my heads a bit of a muddle, like I said so much has gone on, all wonderful, yet still alarming? But my brain needs to *bloom* and hurry up with the blooming process…Lol, as right now it’s a bud and it’s closed tight!

All I know is that i’m happy. So that’s good going, isn’t it! And I haven’t done Dry January..and that’s also good going. 🙂  Everyone seems to have committed to it. Yet, I can’t strap myself ‘down’ to ‘don’t.’ My will power is amazing. It’s a gift from the Girl Gods. Yet, if I fancy a vino at 7pm after a long day, I’ll have one, be it January, Wednesday or Life.

Dry Jan IS GOOD FOR YOU. So, if you’re tinkering along with *can can* kicks…WELL DONE! Enjoy being healthier. It’s fantastic.

Oh and if you still have you Christmas Tree up..TAKE IT DOWN (I’ve just seen that my chick friend ‘Hustle Barbie’ hasn’t bothered to move her ‘tinsel tree’just yet. She should. Or at least get her buff boyfriend too!

I’ve got so much to tell you. Good news arrived on Thursday. Really great career news. I have all the most wonderful collaborations, that you’ll slowly see *oozing* through Wunna Land, but I have writers block…and it’s CRAZY! I HATE IT!

BLOOM BRAIN, BLOOM!

I still haven’t even told you about my time in London with Top LA Chef Ronnie Woo. (He’s one of my best guy friends, we grew up together in LA and when he flew out to London in December to shimmie in ‘she ma bestie bestie‘ Wunna Land, we literally had the BEST time together…even though his executive suite had a random ‘cage like’ upstairs level.

Ronnie: ‘I don’t see the point to it? There’s not even a view?’

Me: ‘It’s like a bouji cage. I love it. I’m stuck in a bouji cage.’

Ronnie: ‘Let’s go take selfies and get lunch…’

[Passes me a pink champers that he had brought back from Vienna.]

But, I’ll get around to that blog.

If I go back to that evening… when I left his suite around five o clock in the evening, so he could spend some quality time with his beautiful husband Doug…. I remember being stood outside Le Meridien (the hotel,) in Piccadilly, at the busiest time possible, on the other side of the glass revolving doors, as London traffic bustled by and the skies were now navy as they turned our world to night. Stars littered the skies above me. Taxi headlights and horns flashed by and *beeped.*

I was on my phone (what a surprise) and there was a guy, who I guessed was here on business from New Jersey stood to my left..just sort of wandering around and in front of me was a random 20 something, lost, Spanish girl, who had stopped to see if I could call her also ‘lost’ boyfriend, because her phone had run out of charge.

IT’S ANNOYING WHEN YOU HAVE NO CHARGE.

Of course, I helped. I’m helpful. I try to be anyhow. Sometimes, I’m shocking at being helpful. But most of the time, I help. I had to take his number down, add it to my Whatsapp contacts and then message him, before calling him, to tell him where his girlfriend was. Lol.

She’s Spanish, lost in London and needs help. I’m a glamour puss, found in London and helping.

A bit of a ball ache, but nonetheless, I’d hope someone woud help me, if I needed help?

I’d also ordered an Uber..So I waiting for my car to arrive. That’s why I was stood outside. Of course, my Uber driver called..and the Spanish girl, her name was Carmen, thought it was her boyfriend, so answered my phone…

In fact now I remember..the Uber driver said the word, ‘Car’….and we assumed that he said ‘Carmen.’ He had called from some weird number. She spoke to him in Spanish…whilst walking away slightly… on my phone. See, i’m SO TRUSTING!

When she got back, I read a text stating that my Uber had got cancelled because I wasn’t at my pick up point, I got charged for that…and Her boyfriend magically appeared out of nowhere…

YIPPPEEE!

So yes, she was safe and I had to order another Uber back to the station. (During this time, I had my agent and my London friends all calling my phone continuously to try and meet up..)

Me: ‘Erm..Hi…Yeah, I’m kind of a little stressed out right now…I’ll call you back.’

Other end of phone: ‘But when are you back in London?’

Me: NEVER! Lol.’

Agent: ‘Hi, it’s me..I’ve submitted you for this and I need you to go meet…’

Me: ‘I need a gin.’

Then the New Jersey business man to my left, had noticed that I had been somewhat thoughtful, decided that I was ‘kind’..

‘I saw that you were kind..’

…and had also decided that I was definitely the girl of his dreams. He offered to buy me gin at the hotel bar. He plays ice hockey also, or something? It was just moment, upon moment of ‘craziness.’

YET, the best part of that whole day, other than seeing one of my oldest friends from LA, was the fact that there was a moment outside Le Meridien, where I was stood on my own, just looking through my Snapchat story.

I was WEEING MYSELF at how funny Ronnie & I had been all day!

(I actually really can’t tell you many Ronnie stories, as they’re secret secrets and his brand is much ‘cleaner’ than Wunna land. Lol. He was sick. I wasn’t. He’s back in LA now and just cooked for a whole bunch of celebrities, across the pond in Hollywood and on the telly. There you go.)

But yes, the best moment, was the moment, when I stood outside the hotel, immersed in the  busy London life….(Everyone dashed passed me, like they needed to be home immediately) and well I must’ve looked really HAPPY, because I had accidentally been LAUGHING OUT LOUD, at MY OWN Snapchat Story and I must’ve been laughing so hard (YES, i WAS BUY MYSELF AND LOOKED LIKE A LUNATIC..A GLAMOUROUS LUNATIC) because two middle aged gentleman, both business men, both dapper, both gay, both looked really important….walked up to me, like they had known me for years, saw me, stopped their ‘busy’ and said,

‘LET’S HAVE A LOOK….What are you watching?’

And just like that, we were all STOOD around my phone, for a good fifteen minutes, pissing ourselves and watching my Snapchat story.

It was a really good moment and it shows that laughter brings people together. All of us together. It’s contagious. And yeah, I know that sounds cliched, like I make cherry pies in dodgy gingham pinnies and sell them for tuppence, over the magical ‘pot of gold’ rainbow…But i’m not that way, I’m sassy. So, what i’m saying is…I mean it. 😉

Me: ‘It was total Cage Life!!’

Business Men: ‘Hahah….You are the cutest thing ever! We should grab a drink! Who’s he? He’s HOT. How do I know you?’

Moments make memories…

I’m doing alright for Writers block right now!

ANYWAY…

I’m currently sat in my car with a pink laptop on my knee, in a Little mistress Faux Fur, typing this blog out on WORD. I’ve been trying to blog for days! So any opportunity that I get to AT LEAST attempt to ‘chitter…’ I embrace.

It hasn’t worked until right now.

I have going on this week. I’ve been reading about little Saffron Drewitt Barlow, who is celebrating worldwide headlines, due to being the FIRST EVER little lady, to be registered as having TWO FATHERS and NO mother, in Britain…and I LOVE IT!! She’s 18 now and is the luckiest girl in the world.  She’s owning it! She has a wardrobe worth a million pounds, thanks to her Dads…who couldn’t love her and all her brothers and sisters more.

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She gets an allowance of around FIVE THOUSAND POUNDS A MONTH, to spend on anything her heart desires. There’s a dream and she is living it! I’m loving it!

But away from that, what her Fathers Barrie & Tony have achieved is SO IMPORTANT, as they’ve fought their cause, worked hard and now made history! They’re filled with love…I adore them..madly!

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It’s almost like a bouji, modern day fairytale. (There’s a magic to it! A ‘glitter.’)

Surely they adopt me? I’m marvellous! 🙂 Honestly…I am!

Can you even believe that only a few years ago, it was actually  ILLEGAL for adults, who loved one other, to ‘marry’ if they weren’t straight…let alone have a family!

It’s crazy, isn’t it! I love how much more open the world is becoming. I love that people are celebrating love, themselves and their own version of life.  I don’t think there’s anything wrong with telling the world your story. I do it every day….(When I don’t have writers block. 😉 ) 

I’m behind them all the way! The family is great! They’re so interesting! And yeah, we should absolutely celebrate a bit of Saffron! I love her! It’s magical!

Okay, i’m bored of being sat in my car now…

So, just a quick note to say THANK YOU for all the love, that i’m receiving on my ‘socials.’

I say it everyday…THANK YOU. If you’re not following my ‘Socials’ and you should be…Here are some of the pics, that you’ve missed…

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It means a great deal…as i’m obviously attempting to build Wunna Land to it’s finest and your ‘love..likes…follows and website clicks’ make a HUGE IMPACT. What am I on about? MAKE ALL the impact! That’s the truth!

A thousand MORE of you ‘liked’ my Facebook Fanpage this week and in the business of blogging, that means a lot! So yes, THANK YOU, from the bottom of my kitten heart. (Glad you’re liking my pics. 😉  You’ve got some good ones tomorrow… Oh and the ‘fitting room’ situation…Is it deliberate? YES! And you, my little ‘winks’ will found out why shortly!

Right, i’m off to deal with my now ‘moderate’ writers block, to ‘food a little‘ with my Mother. The Great Wunna before me.

Hope you don’t start your juice cleanse with a Mimosa like did. Hope you don’t drink too much coffee (which is what my body lives on…) as it makes you do stupid things….faster….

Love you all. Thank you for following my life. I need to get my bloggers flow back.

Kisses,

Chrissie x

 

 

When I got back into Stockings….

So, as all you lot drizzled in Bank Holiday madness, filled with *can can* kicks and sparkler lit cocktails to popular bar beats, as you *winked* at ‘Handsomes’ and eyed up the easy girls…I stayed in, wore a jumper (fair enough it had cherries on it, but that’s hardly wanging it out with conga lines is it) and had to rest in the peace of calm of Wunna land, away from trouble, late nights and any ridiculous mayhem because I had a shoot the next morning. A shoot that I wanted to SMASH. A boudoir shoot.

I even Snapchatted my…

‘Hey i’m staying in because I have a shoot tomorrow, in piglet ears…’ 

LOOK!

Are you following me? No? You have poor taste! Add me now: chrissiewunna1

That’s what I did today. Smashed a shoot. It felt great to be productive at short notice and by accident. 🙂 Yippeee!

Early morning rise, a quick eyelash flutter and a Skinny Tan. I had a bit of a moment yesterday. Even though all was really well, something happened that involved me having to take a minute, a drive away in order to feel okay about things again. Not a biggie. Just a Keiran/Junior issue that hurt my heart for a second. After a wine, a chat with my mum and a Solero, I was fine again. 🙂 When I have niggly problems…I shout about them and have a ‘not real’ sulk. But when something happens that’s big enough to make me properly FEEL, I take it on the life chin, withdraw for a moment and come out of my cave *beaming* like i’ve won some kind of ‘figured it out’ trophy.

This morning, at around noon, (we both got stuck in traffic) I met Clare Pritchard, outside her studio on Westgate, Wakefield and followed her up some fabulous spiral staircases, to her super creative studio and for my very first shoot as a ‘Fallen Angel.’ You should ALL want to be a ‘Fallen Angel.’ What a sassy title…

Now, I’ve met Claire before. We have a mutual friend. (Mel.) Today…I had the BEST time ever, with one of the most talented, unique and creative photographers that I have ever worked with…and I would never just say that, as I’m quite particular when it comes to a bit of picture taking, aren’t I!

I’ve shot with a lot of people in my time. LOTS! All over this merry Earth Ball.However let me tell you, Lil’ Miss Pritchard has GOT IT. She is one sassy, photographic genius. I’ve never had anyone direct me so well through a shoot, show me her version of ‘life’ through a lens and really give me a grasp, a feel of what we were going to produce as a team. I love direction. I take it well. I listen. I perform. I respect a photographer always…But Clare will create mood boards, suggest styling, she’ll get stuck in with you and understand how you work and try and deliver her direction appropriately, to your character. I loved it.

As a model….I’m a go for it kinda girl. I find it easy because I love it. But it’s NOT EASY. You have to love it. I wanted to shoot well. I wanted to nail it. I didn’t want to let her down and you’ll only let a photographer down if you’re not comfortable, confident…or a bitch. 🙂

I’ll always love a boudoir shoot. They’re my favourite. There’s a glamourous sexiness to them. So it just felt so GREAT to be slipping out of my jeans and slipping into my kitten stockings and heels again, to mood music, good lighting and for a bit of sexy picture taking. I was back in my ‘battle wear.’ The uniform.

‘Chrissie….chin down, head forward, look to me.. straight to camera, chin down…and YES…good face…FIERCE.’

We had the most hilarious time, as there we were in the middle of Wakefield, with her big lights and camera and my little dinky lingerie numbers, in the studio creating the most amazing shots. Honestly…she’s great and she can direct ‘sexy’ because she IS so sexy. She would literally SHOW ME what she wanted…and being visual, i’d get it, copy it and smash it. We were such a good team. We laughed the whole time. And it was really great being shot by a girl…as I have never ever in my entire life been shot my a female photography. It helps so much with boudoir, as no one knows a woman’s body better than another woman.

‘Chrissie, there’s a bit of a nipple out on that shot…but ah well it looks good. Lol. Remind me about the fan. Chin down…head forward! BEAUTIFUL! The light on your skin tone is amazing. You look so elegant! GREAT FACE!!! Chin down…’

‘Sorry…I just get carried away and think i’m a showgirl and my head starts kicking back…’

We just pissed ourselves laughing.

‘We should’ve brought Prosecco…’

Nothing was more Girl Power. We’re both sassy. Both creative. Both want to do well. I’d be getting naked and slipping into my next outfit…

‘I won’t look…I’ll turn away and pretend i’m playing with these lights.’

‘Haha…honestly, it’s fine. Worse things have happened to me. 🙂 ‘

…as Clare would be trying to carry these ginormous lights out into the artsy corridor, after showing me the mood of the next set. She is awesome for that, as I’m a story teller…and she’ll direct me by showing me and telling me the story of the next set. It’s sexy AND THE BEST WAY for me TO WORK. It brings soul to the shoot and a simple yet glamourous sex appeal, a ‘LIFE’ to the pictures. That’s something you can’t force…as it’s something you need to FEEL. I loved the raw shots that I saw. (I usually never love the raw shots that I see. Lol)  I haven’t worked with anyone as great when it comes to boudoir picture taking, in a really long time. (I can’t tell you ALL the banter, as you’d literally die of shock! 🙂 )

But yes, these pictures are BIG. They’re important to us both. No one has seen new pictures of me in a while and since that while, i’ve kinda built myself a big old success ladder and climbed up a few more rungs. 😉 These pictures are going to circulate around social media like wild fire…so yeah there’s a bit of pressure and yeah it was important to me that I shot well (I couldn’t fuck it up.) At the same time it’s important to Clare because ..well these are her images, they will represent her work, her reputation and her ‘Fallen Angel’ brand. It’s a bit scary now i’ve said that.

I knew it was going to be great from the get go, as FIRST SHOT in, I felt so comfy, straight away… we smashed it and I saw a *beam* on her face, a confident *nod* as she looked up from her camera and just said,

‘This feels gooood…’

We had a laugh, but we worked hard, so i’m really excited for you to see what we came up with. I loved my time with Clare so much i’m shooting with her again…I CAN’T WAIT. We got on so well.

Yet the great thing about today (other than the cocktails that I treated myself to afterward at Ego 🙂 ) was the simple fact that she reminded me how much I loved slipping on those stockings and delicate lingerie bits. I loved shooting today. I felt so feminine. I felt like I really embraced and celebrated being a woman. She reminded me how much I loved being in front of  camera. How much I loved getting my ‘model’ mode on. You can do something so much that you forget to love it, right? You forget to stop and just look at what you have or what you’re doing!

Today she reminded me how lucky I was and how much I loved what i do, the blogging, the shoots, the entertaining, the creative swirl of it all….It’s magic! AND she inspired me to do well. She brought out the best in me…and nothing is sexier than human who can make you feel alive….

Best shoot ever…

www.clarepritchardphotography.com