Nothing But The Truth & Petty Flippin’ Fight Offs

Yesterday started off ace. I got my quiet time, with a ‘Katy P‘ who’s a really close friend of mine and I managed to feel ‘real’ again and not like a ‘product’ or project. I’ve been really stressed. But i’m back now. I’m back.

I guess, it gets hard at times, because I write a blog..this blog…which pretty much documents my life….almost like a written word reality show….I started it in LA, because I loved ‘diarying’ my life…as I lived it…It was only a hobby, just my version of ‘doing life’ and mainly my therapy…as my day job at the time was ‘glamour model,‘ which then turned into ‘reality tv.’

The blog came first…they were just things that accidentally happened to me, on my journey.

Years later….this ‘hobby‘…turned into a business…and my life…turned into work…as people all over the world started ‘tapping’ into Wunna Land. It kinda became a ‘show.’

An what I’m gonna say is that every single inch of me, couldn’t be happier with the way it all panned out. It’s like a dream. I get to do what I love…and that’s certainly something I regard as so precious. I’m incredibly grateful for it all. Not a little piece of me, will ever complain about it. In fact, I want MORE.

YET….sometimes (and anyone in entertainment or any form of ‘show’ like occupation) will know, that it can all get too much at times…it gets busy, everyone thinks they know everything about you….and you kinda just need to check in with ‘the reals,’ as I call them. (Which are your closest friends…family…or just have a moment to yourself.) 

That’s what I did yesterday with Kate….

This is what happened…

So we meet up accidentally, Kate’s just come from Pilates, I’m blogging, she decides to clear out a giant green caravan, that ‘once ready’ will be serving gin. Nothing coming out this caravan looked GINNY. (Obviously, i just supervised in the sun with a drink. I always say I was build for pleasure, not tedious labour.) 

In fact, everything coming out of this caravan looked like it was the entire contents of ‘Argos.’

Kate: ‘We have a heat lamp, some boxes, cables…tinsel…another heat lamp.’

If the process went on any longer, I swear she would’ve even pulled out an elephant, maybe Elvis, an ex boyfriend, Baby Jesus, Lisa Appleton and hungry donkey.

Long story short, she sacked it off and we did sunshine, gossip and ‘keeping it real,‘ as we chatted ‘wills,‘ guys, stalkers, our love lives, how we’d get married, if we did ever get married again and just basic shit really…Hours were passing…and I was loving it because we were literally throwing our heads back with insane laughter and it’s those moments, away from everything and everyone, that matter to me the most.

Then she calculated an entire humans finances in about 3.2 seconds, because she’s a whizz like that…and proceeded to make fun of me, as she just got on with her ‘own ting.’ 

Me: ‘Erm…why are ignoring me??’

Katy P: ‘What I’m organizing letters into the correct batches and spelling shit.’

I mean WTF, i’m an attention whore at the best of times. Fob me off for large glasses of wine or hula dancing, not SPELLING and organizing.

Me: ‘What are you even doing!!’

Katy P: I’m spelling out your love life, but I can’t spell BEYOND….’

Me: ‘As if you’ve just calculated an entire humans finances but you can’t spell BEYOND. Lol. That’s disgraceful. Hahah.’

Katy P: ‘Don’t start… I’m dyslexic.’

…and technically I can’t do sums…So I’ll give her that…and let her mock away at my life, right in front of my little Burmese face.

Just a great day in general….It felt all calm, yet fun. ‘Zen’ like…yet sassy. (If there is such a thing? Lol) Then, ‘JD’ and some a guy named ‘Martin’ with a dog, had walked in. They looked at us, like we were foolish.

And we are…

Then all was lovely. Fantastic afternoon. Life was bliss. I’d refueled and filled myself to the utter brim with love.

THEN…

As soon as I got home…an awful ‘busy body.’ You know what I mean? They’re the people in life, who have nothing better to do, nothing going in their life, aside from the everyday, mundane, same old ‘one foot in front of the other.’They’re the nosiest people. The most judgmental folk…and people who can only focus on ‘the little things that don’t matter,’ because there’s not much more excitement going on around them.

I got into an argument with ‘the busy body.’ It was played like a back and forth‘ …..over a plank of wood.

But who the ****has time to moan or argue about a plank of wood?

Do you?

I mean something else had happened, which was much more important during that time….and instead of finding any compassion…they worried about themselves and their wood.

I don’t like selfish people. Open ya goddamn eyes! Open ya goddamn heart.

Anyway, the pettiness of it, made me FURIOUS…I was FUMING. And by nature, I’m a relaxed person, I’m easy going…I’m patience…I’m warm…I’ll never be really mad, unless I’m absolutely passionate about something and people never know that about me, unless they’ve met me personally…The just assume i’m a bitch.

Regardless…

I couldn’t have been MORE PISSED OFF…and you pick ya fights, ya verbal bickers… don’t you? But I’d had enough…so I  went for it.

Literally ALL THE SASS and i don’t even care. I can’t stand narrow minded people. I was furious.

Anyway, I got myself into a merry tizzy and I was so cross, I filled up…and cried. Yipppeeee! Lol. However, I only did the crying part behind closed doors, as later on my mum came over and sat with me, just to make sure everything was okay.

Mum: ‘Just ignore her. She’s got nothing better to do. I know you feel like you’ve got the weight of the world on your shoulders…but just relax and know that everything’s going to be okay. ‘

Me: ‘I don’t need another lecture, right now…’

Mum: ‘This isn’t a lecture! I’m your mum!! No one in this entire world loves you as much as I love you…and no matter what, I’ll stand by you. But you need to listen to me…

Me:’ I am…’

(I’m crying by this point…lol. But doing the pretending like i’m not thing…) 

And in that moment, as she went through everything, and I told her every inch of how I was feeling….a ‘magic’ swirled around us, a ‘magic’ that was build from unconditional love…and even though I felt like a little girl again…..within a *flash* I grew back up into WOMAN.

Always share strength….not weakness….and her strength is motivated by love…

In that moment, she made me realize how lucky I am…

(Oh shit, my phone’s ringing….)

 

Being A Bit Northern & Vents…

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Hope you survived the Bank Holiday! Lol. I’m actually SO glad it’s over, because after a week of ‘good times’ with friends and drinking, meshed in with having a job, where in which you are ‘booked out’ to blog at venues….which involves ‘good times‘ and drinking….followed by adding a lot of sunshine (which is always the devil, when it comes to prosecco pours..) and a flipping 3 day weekend for celebrate a day off work….THINGS CAN GET PRETTY MESSY. 🙂

*Reaches for her Bible, Rosary Beads and Holy Water…*

*Makes the Holy Water her mixer, wears the beads for insta likes and places the cocktail on the Bible.*

Tuesday is absolute BLISS. The sun is still out. Everyone else is back at their day job, i’m all on my own and loving every inch of RELAXING. I feel all calm and fabulous.

It’s days like this that you’re glad you’re a blogger and not having to check into on office for a shitty 8 hour shift. Pick a job you love and you’ll always be happy. Pick a partner you love and you’ll never feel lonely.

(Saying that, i’ve already done Barnsley and Sheffield this morning and it’s not even 10am. And I had to go the ‘side streets’ way, which annoyed me, because nothing is more boring that having to figure out 42 roundabouts. But i’m home now…and i’m all about easy work and chills.) 

So okay, I can’t remember too much of the Bank Holiday, not because I was trashed, because I wasn’t, it’s simply because so much seemed to happen, in such short space of time…that it’s all become one happy sunny blur.

(Oh and since my last blog where i stated I was looking for a handsome fun partner….I have been inundated with snapchat pics of guys showing me how fun they are Lol…or ones where they’re waking up in the morning…in bed? I appreciate the pics, even though I haven’t chosen to reply. Lol. And they’re great for perving on, when lonely. Yet, i’m such a hard person to try and snag….because i’m never gonna recieve a pic from someone i don’t know and think ‘Hey yeah, lets go out..’ ever…)

Anyway, I met up with my friend ‘Katy P,’ I went to school with her. We’ve known each other since we were 11…and well we talked boys, life, love…(she had a Yorkshire pudding wrap half way through it all)…and then we drank...EVERYTHING. 

Me: ‘Why you videoing me?’

KatyP: ‘Well why not?’

Me: ‘Your wrap looks suggestive and delicious.’

Katyp: ‘I love food that looks like a penis.’

The sun shone down upon Yorkshire, the beer gardens were filling up with boys in shorts, couples with wine and tables of girls.

A group of Ladies…so fun, looked like WAGS, definitely fabulous, definitely glamourous, came and parked their pretty selves at our table..and from that point, it happily went ‘down hill’ as we swept ‘being sensible‘ under the rug and just went with..

‘Who needs a prosecco…’

I loved these women because they were so down to earth, yet they’d taken the trouble to look AMAZING. All pouty lipped, with great hair, little dresses and full faces and glam. They were great! I mean we all got on so well, we were pissing ourselves, solving the world’s problems and then I started going on about how one of their friends hated me and once started a fight with me at the pub.

Me: ‘She just hates me and thought i fancied her man….But she totally went for me..She WENT FOR IT…and now she’s here…sat over there.’

A few drinks later, a wink and a secret natter, Claire (one of the ladies at our table) came strutting back up to the table, hand in hand with the girl who HATES ME and wanted to punch me for being a ‘patronizing bitch,’ and just like that…In a moment…everything got solved with a…

Girl: ‘Look, i’m really sorry…I was just upset..and well…’

Then we hugged. Then we hugged again because everyone kept making us…Then her lip started bleeding, because I have that effect of humans…and the ever glamourous Claire, came up to me, put her hand in mind and with a wink, (after I thanked her) whispered….

Claire: ‘Don’t be silly. No. You don’t need to thank me.  It’s alright though now..’

And how great was that! I love problem solvers. I was really grateful, because nothing’s more shit than feeling awkward around people.

Dawn: ‘I’m so glad you’ve hugged and made up because I tell ya, I’m related to her and if she touched you….she’d have me to deal with.’

I loved Dawn because she’s so glammy, yet still Yorkshire. She’s one of the most caring women, wrapped up in prosecco pours and sassiness. She’s insightful…and loves a good time. I mean she brought her son’s girlfriend ‘Hannah’ to the bar with her…who looked DIVINE ALSO and she couldn’t have been a better Mother in law. She’s someone that looks amazing, however is not one bit AFRAID of protecting what’s hers, voicing her opinion and standing up to someone, when her heart wants her to.

And I like that. It’s sassy!  Nothing is worse to me than the people who back down.

But the great thing about being a Northern girl, is that yes, we’re all ‘big hair, don’t care,’ tiny dresses and no coats in the winter…Lol….But you don’t mess with us. We’re the most down to earth girls on the map, but  we’ll turn around and tell you you’re wrong…when you’re wrong…without fear…and it will be delivered in it’s rawest form.

Then the lady sat next to Kate found a giant chunk of GINGER in her gin.

Lady: ‘It actually tastes lovely… But it does look like I have a massive potato wedge in my drink, Lol. I could save that, take it home and make a curry with it. Shave it into my tea. Here get me another, so i can make a full on meal with it. Hahaha.’

The sun shone, we started talking about the blog. I was encouraging little ‘Hannah’ to have more balls. I mean, if you looked like her and had her talent…You’d GO FOR IT. I never seen a more terrified hottie.

Me:’You’re not gonna get ahead with this beauty influencing or blogging thing, if you don’t put yourself out there. It’s about being ballsy. It’s about not caring what the haters thinks and it’s about building attention..’

Hannah: ‘But, I swear I used to come home from school covered in blood from being bullied every day… It’s my actual friends that hate on me…’

Me: ‘Use it as your motivation… because it doesn’t get better. You just learnt to cope better and you’ll go through a phase that is filled with *haters.* Yet I haven’t yet seen or heard a ‘hater’ that’s doing BETTER than the person they are hating ON. It’ll switch. Plus, there’s always a sense of class to those who end up being the successful…All the friends who hated on you, will one day turn around and tell everyone how they knew you….’

More drinks happened…Life took a twirl and we all had fun in the sunshine…getting drunker…and drunker…

Then something happened to ‘Katy P’ in the meantime…

Me: ‘Whats up? You look..’

Katy P: ‘I’m fucking furious…’

Me: ‘Well let’s go outside and talk about it.’

It was now the end of the night and day had turned to night and we sat on outside patio tables, in a silent air, as people ordered taxi’s into town.

And in that moment SHE VENTED. She had a ‘GO FOR IT’ vent. And having known Kate for such a long time, since being a kid at school, it was hilarious to watch her be furious. Lol.

Katy P: ‘STOP LAUGHING. YOU’RE NOT GETTING IT. Why are you taking someone else’s side..’

Me: ‘I’m not laughing. Haha. You just look cute…I can’t help it. I’m fully on your side… I’m just telling you what was said…because no guy has ever said that about me before and I think it’s sweet that…..

KatyP: ‘It’s not about sweetness, it’s about privacy and trust. I’ve known YOU since you were 11. I know everything about you..and I would never DREAM of betraying YOUR PRIVACY, or YOUR TRUST…Wouldn’t you just DIE, if you woke up one morning and found stuff all this crap in the papers…that you didn’t want people to know about. That’s how I feel. That’s what he’s done!’

Me: ‘You just need to relax. Lol. You’re angry and I get it. I get it. Haha. You just look cute…when you’re angry…’

(She started to giggle a little…because I was lightening the anger. I tend to always do that, unless I’M cross, then it’s all anger…….But then…hahaha.) 

Katy P: ‘NO. I AM JUST FURIOUS…AND NOW WE’VE RUN OUT OF FUCKING WINE. AND i’ve lost my fucking BANK CARD!’

Me: Just go get wine…I owe it you anyway…

I mean what are friends for if you can’t vent over ‘El Pico.’ Lol.

Then we chilled, we laughed, we giggled, we guzzled, we bantered, and just like that, girl magic was restored…

Now, i’m feisty..but I’m calm. Yet, the reason why I was trying to de..sizzle ‘Katy P’ down was simply because we’re grown up girls….and we’re thunderous….We’ve been through lots, we know who were are, what we want…and what we stand for….But we’re good people. We’re fiercely loyal by nature…meaning trust and privacy, when requested is SO IMPORTANT to us.

So I understood..

However, the person who was in her firing line….isn’t emotionally grown yet…and the last thing she needed to do was….

EAT HIM ALIVE. Vent on me..not on him, because he’s not gonna be able to take it, a real life verbal battering of home truths.

So yeah…i was sparing him. I let him run free, before he got eaten by the lions. 

The evening ended up being lovely and true friendship was made more solid over wine.

Messages were then sent to the appropriate people…and life went back to normal…

I did however, look to my left and see a grown boy cry….(I’m soft, so i’ll always feel sad when I see a boy cry. Kate’s not. She’s tough love…so if you’re crying, you’re crying for a fucking reason…hahah.)

Me: ‘Please don’t cry…’

Guy: ‘I’m not..it’s hay fever…

Me: ‘Erm…I’m not an idiot. I know you’re crying.. Hahah.’

Guy: ‘I haven’t cried like this in six years..’

Me: ‘Aww…yeah, but it’s good to get it out..’

KatyP : ‘They’re off to a house party…You might as well go with them…..’

 

 

 

 

For Love Or Money?

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It’s Monday and i’m feeling great after some much needed family time. I spent my weekend with my Mum and my babies and it was absolute bliss. Everything seemed so simple, so whole and what life was about. I’m a huge family girl and I didn’t make my ‘Mothers Day’ about me, I made it about my own Mama, because without her, I don’t even know how I’d survive life.

If you follow my ‘socials,’ you will have heard me gush about my Mum…and every single inch of the ‘gush’ was totally from my heart. I’m not someone who doesn’t appreciate people when it’s too late. I make the most of my time and my memories with them, whilst I still have them by my side. People forget to do that!

I needed that. Things are really busy and you can lose yourself in it. Last year, I had a bunch of chicks around me constantly…every day…which kept me pretty grounded….Now, there’s just me…and i’m holding onto those I cherish with bear hugs.

I’m happy. I’m really happy. And I don’t know why people don’t go for what makes them happy? Yesterday I was chatting my one of my guy friends, who’s madly in love with a girl, who has absolutely placed him in ‘friend zone.’ If you don’t want to be in ‘friend zone,’ get out of it. Don’t just sit there twiddling ya thumbs, go for what you want boldly. We girls love that, provided it’s done correctly.

If I was guy, I’d make sure the girl KNEW I wasn’t ‘just a buddy’ and i’d do it right. We find that hot…Unless, there is not an inkling in us, that sings chemistry….Then the zone really is ‘just friends.’

Like, I appreciate it when men are forward..(in the correct way) as i’m not used to it. I’m used to dudes, saying a lot, yet not following through, or just opting to be terrified, which i’ll nurture, yet not really adore. I’ll just assume they don’t care, because i’m a diva. Lol

Go for it.

Go for anything you ‘heart.’ You’re a long time dead.

Girl…Job..Whatever…You really can do it! You’re one decision away from making a difference…

(EWW! I’ve just split water on my laptop. This is why water is bad for you. )

I’m working hard, I’m doing the best I can. I’m just not worrying about stuff, because it doesn’t do you any good. I’m losing weight on my Herbalife challenge, I’m thinking ghosts are in my home, as my wall mounted mirror fell off the wall last night, mid creepy dream and I’m loving every inch of just being me.

(The ghost mirror thing was hilarious. It’s actually my Grandmother’s birthday today, she passed away recently…and I had a dream about her. I woke up from my dream and my mirror fell off my wall. There’s just the kids and I at home, so I always have to be brave…Hence why I need to marry a brave human…and I had to wing it like I was so ‘champion,’ topless, blind, because I didn’t have my contact lenses in and like it was nothing…YET IT FELT LIKE EVERYTHING! I was fucking TERRIFIED.)

I might not be perfect, but on the whole i reckon i’m pretty decent. It may seem like i’m a nuisance, because i’m delivered that way. Yet, my moral code of conduct, is pretty coolio…

I did have a ‘sort of’ friend, moan at me, before the weekend. I hate that. I hate negative.  I don’t really know this person properly, yet, they wanted to do business with me and I simply answered with a..

‘NO’

..AND THAT was because I once agreed to meet them for a meeting and they couldn’t be bothered to show up. Yet, instead offered me the opportunity to date them? Erm….?

I started to do wellish…and all of a sudden they popped out of nowhere calling me..

‘Stuck up now.’

(Because I wouldn’t re..meet them and/or date them)

Please roll all the eyes in the world here.

I’m not stuck up. I just don’t have time for bad manners, because I wouldn’t do that to someone without good reason. They didn’t have a reason…just ‘nonsense.’ I don’t swag with nonsense. In my 20’s i might have. But ‘get lost,’ i’m 37 now. I’m a fully grown ‘W.O.M.A.N.’

LET’S NOT BE SILLY.

They may feel sore right now, but that’s not how life, let alone business…. works.

He was all..

‘You’re not how you used to be?’

Really? That’s funny, because you didn’t even know the ‘used to be‘ version of me? I’m confused??

I simply answered with a..

‘NO, I’M NOT.’

🙂

Sometimes, you just have to whop out ‘bitch’ mode, because people will often…take the PISS.

Luckily, I shimmied into the most wonderful weekend ever and everything was back to bliss.

 I feel lucky.

I had a great meeting today…Here’s snippets..

‘But, what about the brand or the money side of it…’

‘I’m not arsed about that bit. I am who I am. I don’t want to meander from who I am. I just want to enjoy what i’m doing, writing my blog and anything that comes from that will just come merrily…’

‘I’m glad you said that… You’re like the most branded brand that is still human.’

‘If they don’t want to collaborate that’s their loss…because one day they might…and I’ll be really busy then… I don’t like people like that! If i want to work with someone, date someone, anything with someone, I know straight away…’

‘That’s fine. Relax!’

‘I’d rather just inspire…and whatever comes, comes….I’m already doing well…I’m happy… And fuck it might be hard, but I’m made for it…I’m sorted…I’m fine. Whatever’s meant to happen…will. And that’s coming from a chick who’s a mum of two. They have school, life and all sorts to have covered. I don’t get why we’re muddling over money…It’s shit!’

The best businesses (in my mind) are built on love not decimal places and percentages. There is nothing more powerful than your passion for something.

I also read a title to an online article today that began with..

‘FIVE THINGS TO BE AFRAID OF….’

DON’T BE AFRAID OF ANYTHING.

Who writes a post like that and calls it inspiring!

You can do, say and be whatever and whoever you want or wish to be. Even when you think everything is shit…it’s not…It’s usually..just a temporary change, or adjustment into a new chapter. And it IS HARD and we all play like it’s not..But you can get through anything, because that’s what we’re made to do!

If you need to drink through it, drink. If you need to dance through it, dance. If you just need quiet time. Hush. Do whatever you want…because at the end of the day…That what not only makes you you, but also make you powerful!

 

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A Little Bit Of Inspiration…

I don’t want you to forget how important you are. How important life is. Your life. Your version of it. We’re all different. We’ve made alternate choices. Some of us believe we’ve been dealt a decent hand. Some of us believe that we’ve been boomeranged a raw deal. Some of us are young. Some of us are old. Some of us are great at work and shabby at love. Others champion romance yet can never seem make their financial dreams come true. Most of us are balanced.

It doesn’t matter who you are, what you are, what you stand for or where you are in the world..Y’know… what stage you’re parked at in life..because we’ve all cried through parts, laughed through moments, told the truth, told a pack of lies, felt brave, been filled with fear, we’ve all loved, we’ve all lost, we’ve all won at some point…Yet, if you’re sat reading this right now, know that so far, you’ve done an alright job, simply because that heart is still beating and you’re still ticking along nicely and you can change the tempo of your world to make all of your dreams come true, at any point. You’re in charge of that. No one is BUT YOU.

And ALL of the above pretty much makes us the same. It’s what we all have in common. So like I always say, billions of people are doing life, this is JUST my version of it..and more than anything, as thousands of you scroll and ‘click’ onto CHRISSIEWUNNA.COM today, tonight, wherever you are in the world….I hope that one of you, at some point, whether you’ve met me or read a blog, be it from now, or from 10 merry years ago, I hope that one of you, somewhere around the world….has felt inspired.

Everyone always asks me what I reckon a ‘life soldier’ is all about and from what I know and what I’ve learnt, its always the people who aren’t scared to be bold enough to push forward who become the greatest version of themselves. When you fall down, you pick yourself up. You’ll fall down again. You pick yourself up. Don’t give up on anything that you care about. It’s not worth it in the long run. Don’t give up on what you believe is right. Don’t give up on YOU. Have faith in life but have faith in yourself. Roll with the punches. Keep ya head above water.

I’ve lived an extremely colourful past. We know this. I know this. I’ve lived it. I’ve danced through chapters and chapters of all different paths, all different worlds and around all different people. Some of it it is really clear. Some of it is just a blur. I’ve always had this uncanny way of making the shitty times look glamourous and the WONDERFUL times look simple and played down. But I’ve never told anyone HOW to live. I’ve only ever told my story. I didn’t get that from a text book or a University degree. I got that from actually living life and experiencing it to the core, experiencing people and situations. I don’t know how anyone can read a text book version of life, get a stamped piece of paper and then be some champion at inspiring others, by making you follow their rules. It makes no sense. It’s robotic and bizarre. Life is about emotion. How people feel…and that changes by the minute.

I will tell you that i’m going through a wonderful time right now. At the end of last year. It was actually around this time last year, in October. I secretly changed and decided to make myself a priority. I decided to try harder and hit pause of the things that weren’t right. I felt like I had been selling myself short…I stopped, redirected and it was in November of last year where I became focused on what I wanted and began to go for it.

It worked.

This year, things kept changing for the better. I was still scared about my changes. But I did them anyway. You have to, or you just don’t get anywhere. Well you don’t get where you want to be. I’ve been juggling everything and yeah there are time where I haven’t given everything my all. Yet there are times when I HAVE. I noticed that when I did…amazing things and I mean amazing ‘dream come true’ things kept happening as a result. This is in work and love.

Things changed. I bloomed. I became really confident in myself. I trusted myself. Had faith in my talent. My world. Love. My own version of life. I didn’t expect anything, I just hoped for the best…..and knew that I’d worked really hard…well taken the necessary baby steps without fear. This year I grew. And no one can take that away from me.

Everything is still changing and everything is still wonderful. I’m not there yet. I’m still stepping. I don’t have my perfect career. yet I’m nearly there. I’m not married and settled with the white picket fenced but something tells me that that will all be alright. Right now, I feel at my STRONGEST…and as ‘changes’ are happening…and i’ve always let changes jiggle with me, even without my consent. It’s not my favourite. When changes come as a surprise, it shocks your merry system and you fumble it a little, until you’re totally comfy.

This time for the first time EVER….I’m ready….

WATCH. THIS. SPACE.

I ain’t dropping any ball this time. 😉

 

 

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You won’t be a dickhead forever…

Great day! I’m feeling all squeaky, peaceful and on the whole… quite awesome. I’m feeling invincible, like nothing can really get to me.I’m together, cheeky, gentle, but alive. I’m feeling focused. I have a ‘bullesye’ trigger stare right now, as i’m kicking all that is seemingly negative under a dodgy rug, away from Wunna land for some other person to find and deal with…I’m good at the emotionally decluttering. It’s healthy for you. If something is not enhancing your life, or soul…don’t waste time on it. Embrace the things, people opportunities or situations that do! I’m a decisive girl, so i’ll never feel trapped in a muddle. I’ll always slip on a better set of heels and strut onward with a life *beam,* a gentle sass and OWN the path that I chose. People feng shui their homes, yet they forget to feng shui their souls. Don’t be that douche.

I’m feeling loved. I mean, when I got home from work today, (and i’m working hard) Baby Junior, my little son, the littlest Wunna in all the land, dashed up to greet me with cuddles and this crazy unconditional laughter that oozed utter Mummy love. It made me feel great! I’m so lucky! It’s those moments that help me realize how happy I am. Junior is such a pudding. I LOVE HIM. Ruby’s ace because she is ever inch ‘WUNNA LAND.’ This means we bicker…but i’d rather have a feisty daughter, than one that is terrified to speak her mind.

The careers going well. Better than I could’ve ever imagined, really. It could be better, but it’s turning into a good place and parking up. I’ve taken some shit wrong turns in my life, haven’t I! Some of you have come on the journey on me, no matter where you are in the world. Some of you have just checked in. You were smart. You came for the party. Good timing.

Right now and because i’m much older and wiser…I’m gracefully dancing to the beat, instead of tripping over heels in a muddle. I’m no longer trying to control or manipulate the things that I can’t meander and it’s great because it makes you feel free and helps you benefit from the things that are yours…Good things will come to you…the right people will find you. The best people will help you. Don’t stress over pressure or dumb shit that doesn’t really matter in the long run. Enjoy what you have and where you are. You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be. Don’t forget to love it…even if it seems like things are going shit  or not exactly to plan…You can feel vunerable FOR A BIT…That makes you human. But then you just need to get over it, because there are great things ready for you, just around the corner. PLUS, pity parties are just not sexy and I am living proof that anything can happen to anyone! I’ve watched great things happen to people in life and it’s inspired me to have faith in the *magic.*

Don’t go against the grain of what is right for you!

Y’know, last year..this time last year, i was all cut up over love and boys and all this other crap…and selling myself all kinds of short. I didn’t realize at the time. We never do, do we? Lol. It was only really when it came to November that I decided to give myself a shake and concentrate on making my life worth it. I wanted this blog and my world to be a HIT. I focused and it worked. Everything changed. It went *ZOOM* in almost weeks.

This year, hasn’t had anything to do with love really. (Aside from ‘the swirl’ ofcourse) and y’know, i’ve met some ASTOUNDINGLY amazing people. All of them to do with work and opportunities…or even new friendships. And they all sort of just tinkered themselves into Wunna land. by accident, yet almost like they were meant to? Like this accidental Wunna force dragged them to me. (Yes, I think my life mojo is that powerful. Lol.) I’m loving it. I just hope that everything all works out for everyone in this year..but kinda mainly just for ME. Lol. I’m five months in and still going strong. Come on 2017! Gimme something juicy!

People are saying that the year is flying by. To me…it’s only May. so much can change in a day or a phone call in my world….Be it good OR bad….I have a whole lot of year left to conquer…AND I WILL! I’m an emotional soul, so i’m going to need fruity umbrella drinks to survive it. If there’s cocktails…I’ll smash this year with winks, victory air punches and a whole lot of love. Watch this glittery space. I’m ready now….Strap *the fuck* in.

I’m not gonna lie…there’s stuff going on in my head, when it comes to work and love. But there’s always gonna be stuff going on in your head, unless you’re utterly numb to emotion and thought. I’m happy. I’m too much of a firecracker to ever rest at the *numb* station. Even when I die, I’m sure, i’ll be able to squeeze out a *wink.*

But life’s about that isn’t it, conquering the ‘shit bits’ with ‘the jollies.’ We’re gonna have stress or situations that fill us with anxiety and turns everything upside down. Shrug it off, feel empowered, be confident and have faith that life is gonna treat you right, in the end. You’re not going to be a dickhead forever.

HURRAH!

Be THE BEST VERSION OF YOURSELF. I mean being able to rise from any dodgy situation with a positive flag of ‘in your face‘ life makes you SO powerful as a human and because there’s weirdly so many people who having found the knack of doing it yet. It puts you ahead of the game. Lol. And don’t get this twisted. I’m not saying don’t FEEL the bad parts. The bad parts are there to be felt. The quicker you feel them..the quicker you’ll get over them.

I don’t really have anything else to say, other than the fact that I told Lynne (who’s in her sixties) during a moment where in which she suggested that she had felt a little pressured…to just *FUCK IT.* She smiled, laughed and said,

‘Y’know what, I’m gonna do JUST THAT!’

It made me smile.  I love the Wunna magic.

I’ve heard stories of uncontrollable situations, where a friend of mine forgot how powerful she is. I explained her power to her via whatsapp and she returned to her fiery self, because I reminded her that there was NOTHING IN THIS ENTIRE WORLD that her SASS and SMARTS could not FIX. She’s far too cunning to lose anything that she is passionate about and it’s sexy!

My guy friend ‘Dipper,’ well he had people crawl back to him today…(OOooh, ‘The crawl back!)

Me: ‘Yeah, but are you gonna fuck them off?’

Dipper: ‘Yeah, course I am! Well…no not really, i’m gonna welcome them back with open fucking, *I need you* arms…HAHAHA’

(I loved that….It’s hilarious…and again…powerful.)

‘Double D’ who three weeks ago was SO glum, crying and devastated about the breakup he had with his girlfriend, today was all..

‘Well…we were only together for six months really…Lol’

(Made me smile. I totally watched him get over it…)

I sent someone a text today. One that they didn’t expect. It made them *BEAM* as it was a ballsy text, that they never ever in a million years thought that they would receive at 4.02pm today.

(Again. It made me smile.)

So, no matter where you are, or what situation you’ve got going on…BE IT GREAT OR SHITTY….KNOW that no matter what…great things will happen to you…They are literally just around the corner…

Have wine…enjoy your time…shove on a song…and live it.

 

Sassy, Bank Holiday Sexiness…

I’M HAPPY!

I’m sprinkled in a confetti fun, dazzled with a giddy charm. I’m feeling flirty, fun rebellious. I’m enjoying my life to the max. I’m laughing with my chick friends, tinkering in the art of business and winking at strangers who deserve a bit of love from Wunna Land. Right now this weekend…even though i’m feeling a bit chubby, I’m totally on top of my game and DOLLS it feels FUCKING GREAT!

I’m enjoying every waking inch of my Bank Holiday weekend. You only live once. I’m loving it.I’m living it and doing everything that I want, when I want. I think there might even be sunshine! I’ve loved, danced and done candy flossed ‘toy store’ openings with my GORGEOUS little Wunna babies. They rinsed me. I didn’t care. If you work hard and can’t spend your money on the people and things that you love, then you’re doomed. I’ve lunched with family. I’ve drank salted rimmed margaritas at Ego in Ackworth. I’ve Pornstar Martini’ed it at city centre pitstops ( I LOVE A POP UP BAR) and over the finest wine, the most delightful lunches and VIP tables that I couldn’t turn up to, I’ve had fun. I’m happy and the great thing is that this weekend, I’m not suffering fools. I’m taking not shit. No nonsense and embracing every part of me that feels powerful.

IT FEELS SOOOOOOOOO GOOD!

I’ve had lots of my chick friends ask me a great deal about love and how it all works, how men work, how life works with them etc…and FIRSTLY…I’M DEFINITELY NOT YOUR BEST BET. I don’t win stars in that category. I’ve had my heart break and heal so many times that nowadays, each time new love comes striding into Wunna land, I smile, go with it and just keep my fingers crossed with hope good intentions and laughter. That’s all you can do. I know girls like to ‘fuss.’ But i like to keep things simple. If a dude likes you, he’ll like you..and he’ll come get you and if he doesn’t…he won’t. You don’t have o put your life on hold, or worry for nothing. If he adores you…he won’t lose you. Yet, I will say that I have noticed from some of my closest chickdaees that once a guy does ‘get you’ and feels all ‘slipper comfy’…which don’t get me wrong is lovely…sometimes…they forget that to make sure their girl is feeling adored, appreciated and loved. We’re weird ones, us girls. It’s something we always need to feel. Even when we feel it ourselves. When we love, we love whole heartedly, don’t we? We come shooting out that canon head first, in a swirl of love madness. It’s nutty. But hilarious.

Men aren’t the same. They’re growers. *Wink wink* They grow to love…after an initial infatuation..which is pretty sensible, on the whole..Lol. My LA friend Dylan, once explained this to me whilst chucking pasta to a wall, in strips, to see if it was cooked,as a really rummed up Magician decided to get really drunk because no one loved him? Anyway he told me, that men where like trains… and that they needed to *chug* along merrily, with no pressure before they eventually decide to THEN go through the tunnel… slooooowwwwwwlllllllyy…. and once they do and the come out the other end…. they’re apparently hooked, ready and at that point will love you more than anything? He must’ve been pissed? What the fuck was she on about? Dickhead? And that pasta wasn’t cooked. Lol.

Yet, anyway, we as chicks have become so independent, that we’ve cut the guys so much slack when it comes to making them BE MEN. We’re all self sufficient and bouji and can do love, business and life all by ourselves now, can’t we? All that’s great, as I wave the flag for a hard working kitten. I am one. BUT I like to keep love ‘old school’ in a modern day world. It’s hard isn’t it? I’m unconventional, fun and wild, yet i’m a sucker for a guy that knows how to love, goes for what he wants and as he beams, makes her beam like there’s nothing in the world more precious. Like a whirlwind of sensual, magical, yet innocent stars swirl around you both…it’s filled with  trust, loyalty, fun, sex and romance. It pisses all over Tinder. I hate all that shit.

But enough about love! It’s Bank Holiday Sunday! YEAH DOLLS! 2 for 1 cocktails for everyone!

Y’know why i’m feeling so great? It’s because i’ve pulled my kitty socks up and got shit done. I’ve had fun, met up with friends, lunched, drank and had the most divine time with my babies…BUT THIS WEEKEND, after a long week of work (and I did feel sorry for myself all last week) I’VE MANAGED TO GET BE SO PRODUCTIVE AND ACTUALLY GET SHIT DONE.

I’ve smashed it and loved it. No feeling is better to me than that feeling of actually committing to being productive and seeing the results from it. I know!!!

I’ve made sure that i’m all over your news feeds, i’ve replied to all of my messages, I’ve drawn you to fan pages, instagram pages, Tweeted my way into your lives and Snapchatted bits of life, to beckon you into Wunna land like I have Haribo in my pocket or something. 🙂 It’s worked and right now, you’re being a great audience. It almost turns me on. Lol. I mean, I only put in a BIT OF WORK to see what would happened. So if I got my glitter elbow grease out….I’d nail it. I’m feeling really confident. It’s crazy. I’m on FIRE! It’s sexy. I’m feeling sexy. 😉 I mean, I might have even felt so sexy that I Googled Porny Gifs to utilize my feeling of ‘sexy’ into ‘expression. LOL. Just me. No one else. Keeps you out of trouble. What? It’s good for you! 🙂 I’m like a dog on heat right now. I don’t know what’s up with me? I need 24 cold showers…and a seat belt. I’m feeling ‘more than usually’ kinksville. I need to slow my libido roll down.

I love these moments where I put down my daiquiri and make hay whilst the sun’s still shining. I’m ambitious so when I see results..I love it. I’m brimming over with this cheeky prosecco bubbliness. I feel amazing and I hope you do to!

My mind works weirdly, so as Jack Parson’s had told me I’m getting ideas, jotting my them down, whacking them on my walls on Post It’s and slowly putting together a plan. I’m NOT business minded. I’m a creative. I’m really creative. I’m an entertainer. So its almost like I have to approach business creatively or with more thought…OR just work with/hire the right people.

I hope you’re going to enjoy today?I have a few errands to run, before cocktails in Leeds. My friends are either out or doing date night, home life lunches or babies….I mean ‘The Mighty’ (who has managed to produce a second child) text me last night determined to FIND FUN in Leeds, when we were all at home. Lol. I knew that Mel was out, as I met her, Alex & Esme at Ego whilst they lunched and I handed them Garden Centre soap. Lol.

‘Are you trying to say I smell?’

‘Does Esme want a Mocktail. Ruby’s getting one?’

Anyway Mel went off and did hotel night with ‘Her Gary.’ I want a hotel date night. They’re always so much fun. There’s something so sexy sounding about them, right?

But yeah, I’m tired of typing now….

Enjoy the sun…as i’m definitely sure that I want to be laid on some inflatable cactus lilo right now, with a fruit umbrella drink in my hand, about some sunny pool, in a hot pink or leopard string bikini.

I have a shoot tomorrow…I boudior shoot so to speak with Claire Pritchard. She’s an AMAZING photog. I can’t WAIT to be a ‘fallen angel.’ What could be sexier? AND as you may tell…I’m feeling somewhat sexy right now. I’m embracing it as it’s my thing. It’s how I feel and where I feel most comfortable. I love sensuality. I love sexiness…in all forms. More than anything I love being a girl…We should embrace our womanhood more. It’s so powerful, it’s scary. I’m looking forward to filming my Vlog.

Ps/ I’ve spend the morning being obsessed with David Beckhams Instagram page. It’s amazing. You can’t help but love The Beckhams can you? I adore them. They’ve smashed it.

Ppps/ I love that someone actually Googled ‘Sumo Porn’ yesterday and found themselves here on this blog. You dirty bastard. Hilarious.

 

 

When the going gets tough…The tough do a Malbec….

Wow. Today got busy! One minute I was chilling by cake, discussing sex and homes with all the rooms blue and the next minute everything turned into  ‘boom…boom…rush…ring….stress..stress…need wine’ mode. It was almost as if, ALL the problems, ALL the questions, ALL the worries, in ALL the jiggly world, decided to shot out of a glittery nonsense canon and *FIRE* itself all over Fairytale Blond, Mel and I… in a second. Cheers life! You’re a dickhead.  I like to busy, Just as much as I enjoy a chill. However, I do not enjoy it as much when it *POPS* out of nowhere and shocks my system with a KAPOW….and I’M GOOD at *KAPOW* moments. But fuck it…Life is life. I need more excitement. At least Mel got extremely expensive mucky sex toys for her birthday from her beau and ‘Fairytale Blond’ still managed to *piggy ear* snapchat me a photo of the current state of our lives…whilst I was living it with her….MADLY.

I need a sunny holiday and 22 gallons of wine, poured into my mouth by hot Greek Gods in togas. NOW. I said NOW. I need someone to be my side ALWAYS, whilst stroking my hair, drawing on my back and telling me everything’s going to be alright. 🙂 I need less carbs in my diet and…have I said wine yet? Shit…yeah. Fuck. 🙁 I have a rich and fruity Malbec by my side, so all in all..I win.

In life right now, I don’t know where i’m headed? I’m headed in a rocket to the stars, don’t get me wrong..yet where it lands…I have no cluey??? All this stuff is going on, great stuff…things that could make Wunna Land even more WUNNAFUL…Yet, i’m right back in limbo…with choices and decisions. I don’t like limbo because i’m not a fence sitter. I’m a direct ‘get on it and go’ girl. I’m all or nothing. So you’ll only ever find me sat on a fence , unless there’s millions of pounds attached to it, or there’s an offer of a juicy pina colada on tap. I’m kind, yet i’m hardly a push over…so mulling around the decisions that have been frisbeed over to me, is difficult. (And i’m talking about work. I’m talking about the opportunities that being this apparent new blogging starlett are bringing me. I have lots of great work offers…and lots of great collaborations being presented, which I adore. Then there’s the cheeky human’s that think collaborations aren’t about BOTH PARTIES benefiting from the cause. That’s the art of the collabo. The concept isn’t that wacky. When it comes to love, i’m as soft as a fool. But when it comes to business, I’ll just look at you with a ‘What will I get out of this?’)

*Slurps the Malbec.*

I definitely need a jolly, drenched in peace ‘time out.’ A holiday. Away from everything stressy. Around all things calm. All my friends are at Coachella…and all of me..is absolutely at work. I’ve worked non stop this year so far and i’m finding that when you have what i call a snazzy ‘Social presence’ where everyone knows everything about you or what’s going on in your life…(and I DO LOVE THAT) you need a moment…a moment that’s just yours. I need to prioritize that more. And yes, I don’t tell you everything. I tell you what I want to tell you. But still. In the most positive manner ever…I kinda just want some time to blog like I did in the old days, when I could put anything I wanted, whenever I wanted, without a concern, a worry…and without the stress of having to be aware of brands or ‘the brand’….people…or…you get it. I’m rambling. I remember sitting on my West Hollywood balcony in the sun, on Kings Street, with my purple diary and a peppermint tea, writing out my life in PAGES. No one read it but me…and it as raw. It was truthful. That’s what I want this blog to be…AND IT WILL…Yet that little purple diary, that i left in a fucking supermarket by accident…is now a business. AS IF!!! Haha. I remember reading a bit of it after tequila, once in LA and crying because this boy called Ryan had stood me up and had a girlfriend that he forgot to tell me about. LOL. I’d made the room really romantic…and he fucked me over…just like that. Lol. What a dick! 🙂 We’re actually friends now…but only because he’s kicking himself in the hairy knacker drills. 😉 Becareful which girls you hurt, cos one day they may grow up to be Starlets! Lol.

*SLURPS THE MALBEC.*

I’m currently hunting for the finest representation all the land…and all it takes it someone who gets and understands and believes in WUNNA LAND…and pretty much knows what THEY’RE DOING, as they instruct and guide me forward and at the same time just lets me do what I want, whilst trusting me. 😉  It hasn’t been an easy hunt, as you can imagine. So If you know someone fabulous, Uber them to me. Immediately. (Shit, I need to email that guy to schedule the filming of my Vlog! You didn’t remind me. I’ll enjoy the Vlog…as I pretty much come from a reality tv background. Innit. I’m a showman. I’ll smash it. 🙂 I want to film it NOW!!)

I had stuff to say, but I kinda can’t remember it all now. Plus Baby Junior needs cuddles and I find that more delightful than rambling.

You it doesn’t matter what you decide to do in life, you can make the BIG TIME, if you just do it FUCKING WELL.

Give it your all! Go for it! Don’t sweat the small stuff and in the end….good things, great people and miraculous situations will come to you. It’s human nature. It’s written in the stars.

I’ve booked back in to see  the delightful Jack Parson’s in July. (Yourfeed UK.) And now also really excited to meet Paul Frampton of the Havas Media Group soon also!

I think i’m at Angelica Leeds tomorrow night also? Are you?

Follow me on Twitter @chrissiewunna

 

 

 

A Quick Change of Jiggly Plans….

So my weekend’s made a glamourous U Turn and is now completely different. I won’t be headed off to ‘tango’ with the boy until next weekend now. It only changed about an hour and a half ago…due to my own circumstance…Yet being a kitten who is pretty schooled in the art of ‘getting on it with..’ when life throws in a *spanner,* I’m dandy with it all. You can sweat the small stuff, (which isn’t sexy) or you can celebrate the big things that you have to look forward to. I’m certainly on ‘celebration’ mode and certainly excited about what life has in store for me…so Yeah…after ‘chitter chatter,’ rearrangements and just good old honest ‘Wunna Style’ banter…Everything was sorted and my faith in humanity and my trust in ‘swirls’ were completely restored.

Y’know, what’s good about this guy…Is that he reasons things out in his head. He’ll wait, he’ll weigh things up, they’ll benefit everyone and hell make the right choices. He’ll stand by what he believes, but then, with charm immediately knows how to make everything better…

‘I’m a lucky guy…’

‘You make me smile, I’m laughing my head off reading these texts..’

‘You’re not just looks.. you’re actually  hilarious…it’s total banter…’

‘I love that you’re really open..’

‘It’ll be worth the wait…I promise.’ xxx

I mean honestly, I love hearing it all!!

But what I’m realizing about him is that yes…he’s a lot of things… but he’s actually the perfect balance of everything..in my eyes. And in my world, my eyes… count. 😉  He’s funny, but he’s sweet and he’s naughty, but he’s expressive. We’re similar like that. I’m loving it. So I’m looking forward to meeting him. PLUS any guy that I can have a conversation with about my entire ‘time of the month,’my actual period, before i’ve ever even met THEM in person..and chat about it with them comfortably, as we try to make sense of it all…is certainly ACE. I can literally say anything, tell him everything and he’ll find it funny. Even if it’s inappropriate. And i’m gonna need that aren’t ! 🙂 He’s sexy. I’m hooked.

So we’ll see what happens NEXT Saturday. I’m a firm believer in the fact that you meet people, when you’re meant to meet people…I wasn’t meant to meet him earlier on in life, which is when we had first chattered. Right now, shortly, our paths are supposed to cross, I guess? Is that how it works?

However, away from that I cannot EVEN TELL YOU how happy I am that it is FINALLY THE WEEKEND! Honestly. I have been sooooooooo busy and have worked sooooo hard this week that my mind could’ve  just exploded. It’s been THAT bundled and THAT full of *So Utterly Much.* But I did it I’ve done it! I’m at the end of the tunnel. I have two utter days off in a row, away from the madness to find peace and calm…and gallons of prosecco.

THANK THE FUCKING LORD!

(Or as ‘Double B’ would say, ‘Jesus and the baby orphans.’ )

When you’re THAT busy, you need those moments! I like to call them ‘peace… cut offs,‘ where you just ‘cut away‘ from the hectic drama’s of life happenings and enjoy the things that you LOVE. It stops you from needing botox, going insane and keeps you beaming.

(OH GOD! Ruby’s just woken up and tottered up to me, with these GIANT rainbow coloured beads around her neck with what SHE thinks are flesh coloured ‘feet.’ They’re from a Gay Pride event and my friend brought them back for me, as an appropriate gift. I’m sure that I hide them in the back of a high kitchen cupboard? Lord knows how she has them??…But yes, those ‘feet’ are decorative…well there’s a Penis, after every 7 beads 🙂 Welcome to Wunna Land.)

Lots of great things are happening to me right now. I have lots of good news to tell you soon.

I have my fingers crossed for most of it, as I don’t know how my life is going to end up…But if you don’t hope for the best…You’ll drown in rummy cocktails. Let’s put it this way, I just KNOW that it’s going to end up being wonderful. 😉

Hope you sail through the weekend with absolute utter happiness….That kind of buzz that beams from your soul and lights up your eyes…

 

Tonight…I’m beaming…

Thank you for following my life.

Chrissie x

Ps/ What did my chick friends say?

‘Well at least you don’t have to take it up the arse on the first date now…:) ‘

 

 

Saturday Things, Sexy Times & Rank

I don’t even know where to start! But let me tell you, If you don’t have a sense of fun,or a deliciously naughty sense of humour, you’re pretty much going to do ‘shock’ faces throughout this bit of diary today.

It’s taken me ages to THINK about writing it, simply because the girl, sassy banter that my chick friends and I tinkered with today was glamourously inappropriate and so utterly personal that I don’t even know what I can say and I can’t.

I will tell you that we decided that we weren’t so keen of people with 80’s moussed hair who try to chill in millennial town like it’s hipster. We also decided that we were certainly the greatest people alive, that sexting is often odd to girls, but easy for guys…

Double D: ‘Honestly my girlfriend once sent me a picture of herself naked with just my work tie on saying that she couldn’t wait for me to get home AND I RAN HOME as fast as i could!’

SEE! Guys are so visual and stimulated by turn on’s..and this is coming from ‘Double D’ our ‘Boy bitch’ who is a pretty decent gent, on all levels.

(Mel keeps making him do errands for him…Great errands that have now ended with him calling her Mum and Fairytale Blond ‘PULLING RANK.’ LOL)

‘Listen to Fairytale pulling rank on me!! Hahah!’ 

We also decided that some balls…balls? I mean BOYS have balls and some boys don’t. And that some girls are naughtier than others. We danced with oddballs and made deals with ‘the lovelies.’

‘I’m sure he still puts foam in his hair!

‘Mousse? D’ya mean mousse…like in an 80’s perm?’

‘Has a bird shit on my head…? I can feel shit on my head? Why is it so hot in here?’

‘I’ve fucking come on my period and I have my Saturday THING! FFS!’

Now, ofcourse when I wan’t to swoon in a swirl with the Mister that i’m going to see…who I adore…my body decides to *middle finger* me with a ‘hello time of the month…enjoy!’

WHAT THE FUCK!

Me: ‘It’s just going to have blowjobs and playing around. Lol’

Fairytale Blond: *Utter face of shock, fear and disgust*

Double D: ‘You can’t put out the first time you meet someone…there’s rules..’

Me: ‘There’s NO RULES DUDE. I can do what I want! Lol

( Istrut towards the cupboard)

Me: ‘Mel, i’ve come ON and I have my Saturday thing…’

Mel: ‘You’re just gonna have to take it up the arse then. 🙂 ‘

I love Mel! I pissed myself laughing and then chanted out loud, in a whisper as I strutted out the cupboard. We spent the late part of the evening chatting about Mel’s ‘love swirl’ Gary… and it makes me happy. I want to be in love like that! She gives me hope. I’ve not seen her as happy, since i’ve known her. We’re really close now and I love that she found true love , almost like magic and  in her 40’s. THAT’S AMAZING. She *beams* when she talks about Gary…and that’s a healthy energy to be around because I KNOW how much her handsome adores her. It’s balanced. It’s lovely. It’s naughty AND romantic and well…she’s kinda made me believe in love even more so…and I’m a girl, who is YES DIPPED IN SASS….but a total ‘love bunny’ when it comes to matters of the heart. I’m not wet! I’m no drip. I’m a force to be reckoned, with a bullet wink that sharp as a knife. But i’m soft when I adore. Who isn’t! So i’m looking forward to meeting ‘Taylor’ on Saturday…I’ve actually chatted to him in the past ‘on and off’ and briefly, yet I don’t think time or timing has granted us much lucky…AND I think you meet people when you’re supposed to meet them.

So right now in life…for some reason…I’m meant to spend my Saturday night & Sunday day with ‘Taylor.’ I like him. I like him alot. He’s great! So I couldn’t be more excited. We’re both excited and did the only ‘2 days’ left until we see each other message to one another…with smiles! I’ve had the busiest week…so my weekend will be perfect!

My work life is rammed right now…that I can’t keep up…so getting that ‘loving feeling’ back will keep my spirit alive.

Why is Mother Mature sending me with a period…? 🙂

Hahah! You should’ve seen ‘Fairytale blond’s’ FACE when blowjobs, were mentioned, let alone bum sex. Hahahah! (It’s her birthday tomorrow. I’m excited  to see what her ‘Prince’ gets her?

‘It better not be a fitbit…’

But yes, all is well in love and work. I’m working so hard right now…but i’m pretty positive that in the end i’m sure it’ll be worth it.

I had my tarot cards read for me tonight, after I asked specific questions. It’s crazy what came up…but i’ll have to leave that until next time. I’m knackered.My reading really helped me a lot. I was shocked.

Chat tomorrow…

Love you!

Thank you for being a part of my life…