Private Messages, Blog Readers & What I Want…

Me: ‘Can you believe that he said he didn’t go on my blog..? That winds me up!’

Chick Friend: ‘I know it does…Lol. But it’s not like you know them personally, or even at all. They’re a Wunna Fan and they like your Facebook photos…They’ll go on your blog, now that you’ve told them off..lol.. read it.. realize…feel all intimidated and then shit themselves.’

Me: ‘LOADS of people click on the blog…all the way around the flipping WORLD!!!!! I can’t believe that some people just look at the pictures, send me adoration and then don’t click on the blog? Yet, they’re so interested in Me and my life??? Who’d do that? It’s not smart! I’m insulted. Lol! It’s the DIARY of my goddamn LIFE! Haha! But good! Once they DO click and they DO read…then they’ll appreciate me for what i’ve done, achieved and enjoyed. Plus, I learn a lot about THEM. I can wiggle through the ones that read the blogs and the ones that just *like* the half naked photos.’

Chick Friend: ‘You need a morning Mimosa.’

Me: ‘Hahaha. I don’t even know why it’s riled me right UP!’

Happy Friday everyone! I hope you’re well. We made it through the week! I feeling great! Sort of on top of the world, if i’m being honest. I’m bubbling over with ‘joie de vivre.’  I’m happy. I’ve had a busy week. It’s been filled with ups and downs…But it’s glistened over dandily. I’m over the moon. It’s been a great week, in every area.

I’ll always tell you, i’m the luckiest shit in the world. 🙂

I’ve got one more audition today…I had one yesterday….I need to shoot more content for my ‘socials’ and take a look through today’s collabo’s. Once that’s done, it’s a vino for me and a Kitty welcome to the weekend. (I worked all last weekend and filmed bits and bobs…So this weekend is all about family, the babies and good times with them.)

God!!! My body feels all knotted up. It needs a big stretch out. I love a good stretch. It’s weirdly sexy, isn’t it? No? Just me? Lol. I mean,  I’m fascinated by watching people stretch…I’m aware that, i’ve just made myself sound incredibly creepy. And I am somewhat creepy. But honestly, you watch people stretch…They just look all relieved and ‘free from tension.’ Makes me happy!

Hahaha.

(I need to stop or just go see a therapist. Lol)

So, obviously, my inbox gets filled with a generous amount of dodgy messages, I’ve stopped reading them….but i’ve been reading all the good ones.

I love my comments, because they’re usually so lovely and it’s not really too terrifying, because they’re all out in the open. It’s my DM’s, Messenger Messages and PM’s that CAN BE terrible.

Sometimes, I look at men and think, GOD, just learn some manners.

I mean it’s fine if you’re dating someone and you’re being all sexy with one another…That’s NORMAL. It’s exciting. It’s fun. It keeps your relationship ‘juicy.’

And to me, relationships and romantic commitments are about that. It’s a bundle of...loyalty, love, friendship, trust, fun, family and SEXINESS. (Like, I don’t know how anyone copes with a ‘sexless’ marriage, or has a relationship that is simply JUST SEX, where in which you can’t find yourself just chilling in your comfies, watching Saturday night telly with your significant other and laughing at the shit bits, with a take out.)

I mean, GOSH, I’m not hear to give relationship advice, by any means. I’m just saying….If you don’t know a girl personally, date a girl at all, she’s never ever spoken to you before. and you’ve just found her profile on social media…

The most gentlemanly thing to do, is to approach her with a tone that shows respect, humour or loveliness..There are some HORRIBLE MUNTERY GUYS, who look like they live in a cellar or under a bridge somewhere, where there’s been no sunlight for years, or lessons on common social etiquette, who send me the rudest,trying to be naughty or masterful’ messages.

I hate bad manners. No wonder you’re single…and live under a bridge. Lol

So yeah, that’s why I only reply to my open air comments and never reply to anything on messenger, any direct messages, or private messages.

I ignore them for my own sanity…Unless they’re to do with work, or it’s one of my actual ‘real life‘ friends. Everyone else, who knows me properly…will have my number anyway.

And I get that i’m a girl, in my undies and you’re all excited. ..I’ve played the ‘tease game‘…which is the art of a glamour model….and that’s great, that’s fine. It’s fun! I appreciate the love. It’s flattering. I couldn’t thank you more for all of your comments… (even if you don’t click on the blog!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Lol.)

Yet, the pictures are there to draw attention…and i’m not gonna lie to you and say that they’re not. I’m just saying that SOME strangers simply need to learn some manners. Like what strangers, talk shit like that to women they’ve never spoken too. What strangers show you their willy? What strangers, try to give your vagina selfie tips? Lol. (He didn’t even have a profile pic. You can’t give out selfie tips, without a profile pic. 🙂 )

On a cheery note:

I will tell you that I received the loveliest message from that guy, who sat next to me on the train to Manchester last weekend, before filming. The one that owns the clothing store.. I blogged about him.

This is what he send me,

‘I remember you saying about your blog, so I had a read and I saw that you put me in the post, and I just wanted to say thank you very much for your kind words. It genuinely meant a lot to read, when you’ve had a shit year and a half, so it means a lot to see something nice written about me. Thank you very much. It means a lot to me. 🙂 x’ ‘

And see! It’s THOSE moments, that make me smile, that make a difference, that make me beam. THOSE MOMENTS that make me feel like the blog has a purpose, that I have a purpose and show me that i’ve inspired. Even the moments when NEW people take the time to read the blog.

You never get to read those messages, because they’re always sent to me privately. Meaning you only see, the ‘Hey sexy lady’ comments…..under tje half naked Wunna pics. (And I do love those comments too! They keep an old bird happy!! 🙂 )

I get quite a lot of those lovely messages..so now, as they come in, i’m gonna start putting them on my blog. I’m actually astounded because it’s the smallest things, in my diary that have impacted people, with love. The smallest things have great power.

I’m a glamourous girl…Yes. I’m sassy…Yes. I fancy myself as a glamour puss. Yes. I’m an attention whore…Yes.

Yipppeee!

But, I have an awesome sense of humour. Which is the BEST THING about me, other than having great boobs and that never comes across on my selfies. People don’t expect me to have a personality…and i’d say my personality CERTAINLY out weighs the way I look.

But i’m a simple girl…I DO APPRECIATE, the finer things in life...(I’m not going to lie to you.)  And I DO LOVE IT, when a guy treats you well.

 However, it’s the smallest things that make me smile. I love expression. I love thoughtfulness. Mixed in with sexiness. I could have all the riches in the entire world. I could be the MOST FAMOUS and MOST SUCCESSFUL PERSON EVER……

Yet, to me, what is success if you go through life and never ever inspire others…What is success, If you never put your children first…If you never found a great man or wonderful woman that loved you with every inch of their heart….If you never took a chance and chose a career that you loved, if you never appreciated your friends, your family….YOURSELF, If you never stood your ground, If you never felt the glisten of happiness, swirling through your soul….

If you never have achieved any of the above..then what success have you actually achieved??? They’re ALL things that riches cannot buy!

They’re all things that matter to Me…

Happy Friday,

Chrissie x

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Be Happy…

Always remember to do the things that you love. Always remember to ONLY do the things that you love. Pay attention to the things that you love. The things that make you happy. And at the same time pay attention the things that don’t. It can be a job, a lifestyle, a guy, a girl, a situation, a choice, a relationship, your personal environment,  a persona, the people who have around you, Make sure you are happy, as I cannot reiterate to you enough, how precious life is and how even though it may seem like we have ages on this glamourous little Earth Ball…time flies..boy..does it FLY…and we really do only have 100 years, if we’re lucky, to do life, love and live, the way we’ve always wanted. Embrace your new chapters and don’t ever settle for being *stuck* as nothing is worse than a rut, that doesn’t make you smile.

I mean, we has humans constantly try and talk ourselves out of choices that may better us, even if they make us happy and simply because we’re scared that we might not be safe. Y’know, things like…

‘I can’t leave my job, even though it depresses me…’

‘I daren’t fall in love…They’ll hurt me…’

‘I’ve got to do what’s right for EVERYONE ELSE…even if it goes against what I believe is right for me…’

Stay loyal to what makes you happy.

What i’ve learnt from living my life personally, is that my best EVER choices, where i’ve really succeeded and *BEAMED,* be it in business, love or just life have always stemmed from me committing to really big decisions, changes and without fear. I’ve felt fear a lot of times in life…I mean, when i was younger growing up in LA, when i was getting divorced…Many times…I’ve felt fear and every time I have, i’ve felt weak.  I’ve been in a weak place.

These days, I can tell you…that im’ not scared to love madly, like a guy is my world , as I throw the rule book out the window. I’m not scared to change jobs, work or choices…I always know that i’ll be fine and i’ll be happier. I’m never scared to always do what’s right for me. I’m caring, loving and i’m emotionally generous, yet i’m respectful to what I believe in and loyal to that whole heartedly.

Don’t waste your time or life on things that don’t make you happy. It’s not worth it. Be strong, Being unhappy makes you do stupid things. Being happy makes your soul *BEAM.* You’ll feel on top of the world, like you can conquer anything.

I can honestly tell you that with the right love, determination, hard work and passion…you can make ANYTHING WORK. You can make your dreams come true.ESPECIALLY in this day, this age, this time If I can do it. ANYONE can do it!

People always say that in order to be successful you have to make sacrifices and I don’t think you do. As I’m someone who believes that you need a balance of everything in your world, in order to be ‘whole.’ I live every moment, like it’s precious and I juggle everything with merriment. I’m the Queen of ‘the juggle.’ The juggle is real. 🙂 I’m not defeated by having to juggle anything. Yet, yes, you probably have to ditch bad habits and things that prevent you from being happy or a success…Yet when you’ve got the balance right, everything in your world will be easy. It’ll all feel easy. Work will be easy. Money will come easily. Opportunity will be there..and your love life will not be draining. It will flow with happiness and with great ease. You won’t have to try, it’ll just work.

The only reason why i’m writing this blog is simply because I keep having conversations with people, who are so unhappy with the way their life is, yet they dare not even attempt to make a change. Yet, at the same time, I’ve had conversations with random people, on trains, on my walks to work, who are SO happy with everything in their life because they’ve kept it simple and stayed loyal to their own feelings. You can even FEEL how happy they are, because their *BEAM* is contagious.

I LOVE HAPPY PEOPLE.

I also wanted to write this blog to REMIND MYSELF to make the right choices and I don’t always AT FIRST make the right choices, but I always know that i’m gonna be okay, because in the end I WILL because my system can’t help itself. It doesn’t work like that. I’m always happy because  I embrace my chapters and with utter love and passion. As soon as i’m not happy, my system *flags it up* like an ‘alert’ and my soul stops me from continuing this random malarky of *sad face.*

Only do the things you love.

I’m also writing this blog because I get hundreds of messages that seep into my world via all platforms of Social Media. They pour into Wunna land like a digital stream of non stop magic. And I appreciate all your messages. All of them.

Yet, I do sometimes think that some of you see me in a really different light to what I’m actually like in ‘real person’ lol…as I call it… 🙂

Yes, i’m fun, i’m sassy, I’m glammy, i’m gobby and i’m open. But I’m filled with warmth, a love, i’m the most down to earth girl you will ever meet and yeah I adore a piss take and a stilleto strut, but i’m pretty calm and together. I’m pretty sensible…in a fun, wild kinda way. 🙂 I’m not wishy washy at all. I’m positively, with a smile…direct..and i’m kind. I’m not ‘DIVA.’ YET I AM NOT DULL.

I’m a hard person to know, unless you know me, I guess?

But i’m reading through all my messages tonight and there’s so many. I find it so interesting. And even though I love being all over my social media and blogging away…at the same time (and because I believe in balance) I ADORE those moments away, where there’s just me, or i’m chilling with friends, I have zero attention, or those moments where I just get to be MUM and have my pj’s on, as I snuggle and chitter with Ruby and Junior. They’re my entire WORLD!

So it may seem that I’d do anything for a boozy cocktail, good time, a wink a night on the razzle. (And yes, I do adore fun.) YET let me assure you that everything that I do, in my ENTIRE LIFE is FOR Ruby & Junior. EVERYTHING. I live for them. And yeah, I might not have it easy, as i’m a single mum of two, which means I haven’t really ever had the comfort of just being able to be MUM. I’ve had to hustle the whole time. But I like it because it provides for them…and I know that one day the Big Dude up above will cut me some slack and throw me a bone. (No, not a boner. 🙂 ) When that happens…I’ll be able to finally sit back and *breathe* with relief.

Always remember to only do the things that make you happy….

Lots of love,

Chrissie,

Ps/ I’m Snapchatting for the rest of the night.

Catch me there: chrissiewunna1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Every Second Counts….

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

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

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

‘Hi Chrissie,

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

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

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

AS IF THIS FLIPPING ONLINE DIARY HAS GOT THIS CRAZY!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Big A: ‘You’ll win it.’

Me: ‘I won’t. I know I won’t.’

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you ARE…You’ve nailed it! 🙂

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

Okay preach over….

Have rum and splash it in victory winks!

I love you.

Chrissie x

 

 

 

 

Little Life Bits & Toupee’s

‘Y’know those fancy french toupee’s that people wear? We should all wear them…’ said ‘Double B’ to ‘Firmonell’ and the little Burmese Glamour Puss, in her designer hair, top knot. *Vogue.*

‘Chrissie! Did you hear her? She thinks a FASCINATOR is a fucking TOUPEE!!! Hahaha!’

‘A toupee is a little hair rug that a bald man wears you idiot! That’s going in the blog. We should wear bald man, head rugs always. Lol’

Anyway! I’ve had a busy time. Mentally, physically and emotionally..it’s been busy. I’ve been running in heels and clock watching all at the same time. I’m making sure i’m getting everything done, getting everywhere I need to be and doing it in good time and with grace.

I was stopped in the street the other day by a friend, of a friend, of a friend, who reads the blog. They gently pulled me to one side to tell me that they ‘loved reading it’ and that even though I seemed so wild and fun, there was this absolute sense of grace about me. And I liked that. It made me feel all lady like in a moment of ‘I am Queen.’ Lol. Then I got stopped in Greggs 🙂 whilst kitty fingering through 20p’s by another chick named ‘Katie’, who I’ve known. She’s always been ballsy and brash and really really great to me. She stopped me  with a ‘Chrissie‘ and then told me that I was ‘showing people how it was done.‘ Again! Made me feel awesome. And it’s those moments that fill you up with these buzzes of excitement..

My life isn’t at ALL easy, but it’s written out and I kinda use it as therapy, because once it’s littered out onto this screen, I’m free and it has ‘CTRL.. ALT …DELETED’ out of my system. I’m an emotionally healthy soul. I’m not being dragged off into dark dungeons for comfort and I’ve always said, that along with massages, good times and cocktails, it keeps me positive, which helps me remain in the light. People need an ’empty.’ 😉 (I’ll let you take that however you wish. Brains or balls. Same difference!)

I’m working…A LOT….yes. In fact, I’m promoting a LOT right now and behind the scenes, you won’t necessarily as of yet, know of all the things swirling in Wunna land, because everything takes a glittery bit of prep. Then with a ‘wiggle and a wink’ and a dash of that good old Wunna charm, it is windled out appropriately…and sort of like it wasn’t jigsawed together like clockwork. (We’re not meant to tell you those bits. But it’s not like the savvy ones of you, don’t actually know that. 😉 Audiences aren’t stupid and it makes me laugh when people assume that they are.)

In my mind and looking forward, the new stars, are the ‘social’ stars, because that is what the future is about. So, as time goes on…you will find that more and more of those little Social Media champions (and I do include myself in that lol,) will begin to float into the mainstream, the limelight. Of course, I’ve experienced ‘limelight’ due to my ‘back in the day’ telly stint, yet I will tell you honestly, that to this day and especially now, it is my blog and my’ social engagements’ that bring in the bacon.

I guess, I always put it like this….You know how people always used to mutter on about how ‘today’s news is tomorrows chip paper.’ In Cyberland….the news stays…FOREVER. All anything takes is a Google Search. And I love that! In fact, someone told me that they Google Searched me, the other day and didn’t realize how ‘naked’ I had been. Lol. No matter what you do, what you have done, or what you will do…If you are sugar stamping your stiletto into Cyberland, it will stick.

Away from all that…It seems that all my chick friends are doing ‘love’ and madly. Everyone’s falling in love, buying new homes, waiting for proposals and reloving new chapters, with hubbies getting promotions. I’ve just been working…a lot…. as Cupid is not my mate. We don’t get on. He keeps trying to shoot arrows at me that i’m dodging with Ninja Matrix Moves. I’m happy. I don’t need to get arrow shot up right now, to be paired with some dickhead.

I know exactly what I’m looking for and when i find that, i’ll feel it. He’ll feel it too. We’ll know. I’m quite the romantic, so I wish for those ‘some enchanted eveningmoments ‘where you will see a stranger’… I say it all the time. However, I know things aren’t as simple as that. because the last time I saw a stranger across a crowded room, where our eyes ‘caught’ each other, was years ago in LA. (I have dated since then obviously, but that moment was certainly one where everything seemed to *pause.* So much…that I remember it clearly.  His last name was ‘March.’ If you know me well, you will know that I have his last name tattooed on my right inner arm. Lol. ) That ended up shitty. Really shitty, because we were too young and too insecure to be ‘real’ with one another.

Now that i’m older and all fabulous,  I look back at that time and don’t necessarily *cringe* at myself, but I more smile because the way I am now, I’d ace that moment, that time, that whole thing. Lol. Thank GOD that feels like a 100 years ago. Cupid and I aren’t friends. I’ve said it. The next time I date….the guy will be a ‘life enhancer.’

But yes, we have Valentines coming up in the next month. WHERE THE FUCK DID JANUARY GO!!! It has literally slipped through my fingers. Due to ‘being busy’ months seem to FLY, don’t they???

January was a shit month for many of you, I know.. so I hope that you’ve all cheered up, got your ‘game face’ back on, or at least…got paid. Lol. It’ll make February worth while.

I’ve got a lot of work to do today and I’m not able to start it until later this evening. I’m having a ‘Treat The Wunna Babies’ Saturday because they deserve it. I’ve had a hard last couple of days and my release was a morning Princess mini weep. Hurrah! Saturday morning, ‘can’t help it’ cries. (I’m honestly just hormonal. So i don’t need inbox love. Lol.)

Something happened that I wasn’t ready for, not anything MAJOR. If it was major, I wouldn’t have cried, I would’ve just got on with it and handled it. I’m good like that. It’s the little things that make me Princess weep, during ‘almost period’ time. It’s HILARIOUS. If I wasn’t hormonal i would’ve laughed it off. It’s just because I felt I had let someone down.

But yes, I had to messenger my Mum to tell her what had happened…and she’s currently Flying back home from Burma. She might be in Dubai right now actually? But she saved the day, by showing me the positives and by presenting me with that good old ‘no nonsense’ Mummy love. She’s a great woman. I don’t even know how she puts up with me? But she did, like I would..between flights. I’m quite like my Mother. She is a woman who built an empire after arriving in England, as a late 20 year old with only £17 in her pocket. Her soul is good, which is why she won the Hero Award. She’s one of the best Doctors in the nation, in the area that she specializes in. That’s something…

Then to make it better…Ruby and Junior had secretly spotted me having a cry lol..and I NEVER CRY INFRONT OF THEM. To be fair, it’s not even deliberate…I just never need to cry because my life is pretty good right now? But they placed a little ring, which had a pink plastic heart on it and after shoving it in a little box, they brought it into my room..

Junior: ‘Mum don’t cry.’

Ruby: ‘We’ve got you a gift!’ 

Aww! Lol. I opened it and BEAMED and then cried more because they were so lovely. HAHAHAHA! OH MY WORD! I need a slap. I need a fucking wine.

Ruby: ‘It’s a heart because we love you so much.’

Junior: ‘Yeah…

Me: ‘Babies get changed. Let’s get out of here and have some fun…’

 

Told you.

WE ARE THE HAPPIEST LITTLE DOTS in this entire universe.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Peacock dresses, fools and busy times

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So happy it’s the weekend! Had the busiest week. It was always Monday and seemed never ending. Lol. Really busy and you don’t really realize how ‘on the go’ you’ve been until it hit’s five thirty on a Friday afternoon and you throw on your coat and strut out the door…still with everything buzzing in your head and hit *pause.* Got home, poured a gin & tonic (hurrah) didn’t even know what to do with myself, *look puzzled here* ( got into comfies, danced with the babies and whilst reply messaging to friends that i hadn’t managed to keep up with, I must have become (and i’m using this as it was very well put by a being) ‘overwhelmed with chilledness’ that i fell asleep, in bed at 8pm…mid message, arm flung down, glitter wrapped phone (don’t glitter wrap your phone, it fucks it up,) dropped on the bedside floor. I think my body was just in shock that it didn’t have to get up for work in the morning and it finally embraced the ‘chill.’ TIKI BAR COCKTAILS FOR EVERYONE!

Hope you’re all okay! Happy October. I’m dress buying (online) for the Leeds Lifestyle Awards, that is on Wednesday. I Know, odd day to have it. But still fun. I have no time to work on my general Autumn wardrobe or my  kitty divine Winter ‘look.’ Lol. My obvious life essentials are being neglected. I’ve had a tough week. I don’t know why? It’s simply what The Gods ordered. I can handle it. 😉 There’s this Belly Button guy who keeps messaging, on repeat, daily and i find him really annoying, but surely because he should have better choices for fun? He wants to be on the blog..so there…now you are! GO AWAY! 🙂

Did you know it was was Nigerian Independence day today! Facebook told me, as I am to celebrate it with my New Nigerian friends and blog readers. Lol

Just adding my favourite Peacock dress here as an interval. You can go make a cup of tea at this point.

‘McC,’ and I paid off our ‘pimp’ debts, lol,  talked about bouji Advent Calendars and had prawn salads together, because we couldn’t find the ‘spud van.’ I can’t wait for Christmas. I want it to be my birthday. Everyone is rocking their new bouji cars. I now think Gin is more of a key positive than a sausage roll. I’ve had a being send me a photo of a chair that they built..not from scratch, but from the Devil’s land ‘Ikea.’ (I love Ikea, yet i due to my absolute lack of the required talent, patience or skills to be arsed to able to screw things together, from following an upside down plan, to me…it’s one for The Devil..or a fool. 🙂  He’s sweet though. He’s smashed a chair out in seconds.)

GOD! I saw a middle aged man get run over by a Fiat yesterday and because some teens on bikes wouldn’t move out of his way. Just like that! Boom. Down! Then he got up and called the Fiat a ‘cunt’ (Which reminds me, i’m loving filthysentiments.co.uk right now) and I had this weird flashback in this moment of a time I was at The Dorchester and Jackie Collins told me that I should be Fergie, after I was told to read part of my book out to her? Hahaha. (Why would that trigger that!)

Anyway, before i go and i’m gonna be writing TWO MORE BLOGS TODAY,WHILST I’M CHILLED, SO GET READY. Everything happens for a reason? And i like brave, attentive boys.

Simples. *Bye*

 

 

Crazy little thing called…

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I’m back, I’m not whack and I’m certainly on track!

Let’s blog!

So, i’ve been really busy, enjoying and getting on with life! I’ve enjoyed cheering people up and just not taking anything too seriously. I’ve refrained from putting up with the Billy Bull**** that the world or others can often try to pour upon you. Safety first! Belt in or duck, weave & dodge. 🙂 You are a product of your environment. So it’s essential that you karate chop the negative with a glamourous shrug and absorb all things positive as they fill you with warmth and good vibes. It’s attractive. I’ve swirled in a glittery happiness and felt really lucky about my own story, be it in work, at home, in love and all round! I’ve been steady and kept myself to myself…yet i’m ready for a bit of fun this week.

I still don’t have my car as when i went to sort it all out, the joint was closed. Yipppee! But ah well…what can do? Exactly nada. I did a weekend graft. Work feels great! And as a result, I’ve managed to enjoy accidental granny naps and all day today 🙂  inbewteen moments with the kids, my mum and my dad. I’m feeling relaxed and boy does it feel good. Infact, I will say the Baby Daddies, Pete and Keiran have been good during the no car situation. Pete always offers destressy verbal support and Keiran will always by nature see it as his ‘duty’ (because i have birthed his child) even though it’s not is duty really, to solve any problem that I have..and that’s kind.

‘Chrissie, don’t stress…if you need your car issue sorted. I’ll do it. call me in the morning and i will have it all sorted out for you. Call me, if you need ANYTHING!!’

I’ve giggled with new faces and been grateful for the return of old faces. I’ve missed my LA guy friends (Brandon especially, we’ve had such great LA adventures in our time and i miss him as he’s always so lovely. As a friend, he never ever fails to make sure that i know how much he appreciates my existence openly…and i’m the same way. It’s ace!) I’ve also enjoyed moments pointing out eye candy with the girls. Like i always say, ‘eye candy is always fun, as it’s harmless. There’s not pressure, no drama, just peeks and giggles and an appreciation of those who are attractive. Lol.

‘Who is that?’

‘You’re specialty. A greasy, dark haired, GQ looking Italian, in a suit.’ HAHAHAH.

I don’t really think i have a type? But my friends certainly seem to think i do. I don’t think I discriminate? (That much. 🙂 ) Yet apparently, i have a motif that i will go for…and that motif (which i swear is not true as in the past i’ve dated all different kinds of gents, from all different walks of life.)  Yet according to my friends, this motif is ‘tall, dark haired, tanned, italian looking, stylish male.’ HAHAHAHA. Doesn’t every one like that though? I mean, i’m not one to discriminate on hair colour. Lol. I don’t pick people just on a look lol, there are other things, OTHER THAN THE MOTIF lol, that i do look for and that is a sexiness in the form of kindess, thoughfulness, humour, a sense of fun, great manners loyalty, consistency, silliness, reliability and INTELLECT. I love smart. I find it sexy. I love funny…i find it sexy. I love affectionate…i find it sexy. I like brave ambitious, emotionally stable men. 🙂 A physical attraction matters…dont’ get me wrong. As i couldn’t bring my self to make ‘whooppee’ with someone that i didn’t find ‘ooh laa.’

Anyway, away from that…I did lunch with my folks this afternoon and my dad tried to sell me at a Turkish delight stand to a man from Iran. He does it smuggly, whenever a random guy comments on the way i may look… or my boobies. He reminds them that I get my ‘sexiness’ from HIM, which puts them off instantly. Hahaha. My Father and I have been gifted with a tremendous sense of humour and fun. The man from Iran, didn’t even know what hit him. But i still got sold. Lol. Cheers Pops! He’s never really worried about me or over protective as he’s always super proud of how i can handle the sticky male situations i seem to get into, with absolute Wunna charm and it’s because i’m so used to it. My Mum on the other hand, who’s ace and dynamic, will kill you, if you mess with her first born. 🙂 I like that. I think it’s hot. 🙂 She won’t let me deal with a ‘situation’ of sorts, as she sees it, as her duty as MUM, (lol) to step in and sort it out for me, before i’ve even begun with the evil charm.

I got really bored today and started stalking everyone’s Facebook profile. It seems you all do it too, as when i mentioned it, it got ‘liked’ quite a lot by other fellow stalkers. Kinda made me feel at home. 🙂 I even had a discussion on how you need to becareful incase you accidentally ‘like’ their pictures from years ago or genuinely like’ a shot by accident whilst getting carried away on a ‘zoom’ in. Lol. HAHAHA.

I won’t tell you who i stalked…but today out of boredom…i was on point. HAHAHA.

My inbox is still thriving, which is boring now. I kinda only wait to see if it’s a message from of my actual friends or a message from a guy that I might fancy. It’s a shame that their messages get wedged inbetween pictures of random willies, nonstop random video calls (that i will never answer, IF I DON’T KNOW YOU,) utter weirdness or I will say compliments. That bit’s nice.

I also got asked the other day how i manage to get on so well with my exes. I get on with them well because i place them in ‘the exes’ box and i never return to that box for ‘tinkers’ EVER. I’m not petty or stressy by nature, i respect them, value you them as friends and i think that sometimes in life you meet people for that particular chapter…and that’s a good thing. It’s not a bad thing. However once that chapter is up…and your rapport has changed…your connection with them alters…and they kinda just become a friend, as a new being struts in, which is a being you’re again MEANT TO MEET and it’a normal to feel excited about that without guilt. And that’s really natural. People always act like it’s so odd? I never get that. It’s how life works. I mean i hate it when people moan on about how tragic they’re relationship is…if you hate it…change it. Simples. Be with someone who makes you feel excited…a better connection, as one day you’ll meet someone, who you struts into your life, that you don’t run out of love for…and life is all blissy without drama. It’s easy, they understand you and yes again it’s VERY NORMAL. Just get on with it.

Also with my exes, ofcourse i will have gone through hideous times with them, hence why they became exes…Yet I manage to get along with them, as when i (very rarely) or sometimes *flashback* upon them, my memory has stored a GOOD moment, rather than a bad moment. It’s not in my nature to focus on the negative. I find it dull. So instead of remembering the shitty bits, I focus on the time I left Eric’s home in LA one sunny morning and he shouted, ‘One day i’m going to ask you to marry me Christina.’ And the time when Mike and I used to piss ourselves laughing at others and act it out on nights, with a bourbon. Or when Keiran used to have flowers sent to my work and leave me surprise gifts around the house to make me smile, whenever he was set to work away. I mean, I’ll never go back to these boys and GOD i had some awful times of shouts and tears with them…but they’re the moments i remember, the good bits, which helps me get along with them as friends.

I think chicks stress out about their relationships or their love life a lot more than they need to and that’s just down to security. I read this the other day….The way I see it (and i’m super single) is that i might not be someones first choice, or only choice, yet i’m a GREAT choice and ‘more fool them’ for not noticing. Right? I don’t pretend to be someone i’m not, because i’m good at being ME. I might not be proud of some of the things that i’ve done in the past, but i’m pretty proud of who i am today. I may not be perfect…but i don’t need to be. They either take the opportunity or watch me walk away. And that’s a positive way to see it because nothing is more attractive than an emotionally together female.

God, i need my weave tightened. I need to tan. I really fancy noodles and i’m about to chill with a Sunday night tipple and a bit of telly watching.