When I Tinkered to Gino’s Harrogate….

Last night I did Gino’s in Harrogate.

I mean, everyone knows that I am a regular adorer of the Gino D’Acampo restuarants. The Leeds spot is one of my favourite haunts. You can always find me at the Prosecco bar, with a hair toss, a wink and that good old saucy banter.

Infact, I love everything that is going on in Leeds right now, as it seems the city is being sprinkled with new life. We are hosting some of the most stylish and creative bars in the North. And when you’re Blogger/Socialite nothing could be MORE DIVINE. My niche is ‘bouji’ and bouji is now right on my kitten door step.

But wait, yesterday I decided at the very last minute to tinker away from the darlings of Leeds, where life is laid back, yet wild and filled with what I call ‘Heels & Handsomes.‘ And instead, have a car drive me into Harrogate to celebrate the launch of the new D’Acampo restaurant, for their opening weekend. I like new. I like different towns and cities, fresh lifestyles, all social situations. (However not today because I feel rough. 🙂 ) Plus, I kinda wanted to just be somewhere different.

As soon I pulled, up, tottered in, adorning my little red dress and heels and as security pulled the door open for me….

WOW!

The atmosphere of that entire place was filled with live bustle and laughter and a stylish, yet devilishly delicious ambiance of ‘busy.’ It was glamorously packed and I was greeted with a smile, poured a Prosecco immediately and well like I said, I go to the Leeds Gino’s a lot, so I saw a lot of familiar faces who took a moment to show me around the new digs and introduce me to everyone and everything. I’d gone on my own. (I love going places on my own because it prevents you from being ‘cut away’ of everything and everyone and invites people to cross life paths with you. When you’re in a ‘click’ you stay within that ‘click’ and sometimes don’t see all that is going on around you.) It gave me the opportunity to mingle and chitter and really see, taste and hear all that was surrounding me.

To start with the place is huge, but filled with stylish excitement. From open kitchens to roof top terraces, where you can actually dine, look upward and have the sky blanketing over you. The DJ was playing. The upstairs prosecco bar was full of GQ looking Harrogate men and women who had either married well or made something of themselves. It was really bright on the roof terrace and I loved it. I felt free. Harrogate is a very different crowd to Leeds, everyone is distinctly more ‘showey’ and posher. Lol. They adore bouji but expect it. Things is not ‘laughed’ off in Harrogate….(I was stood next to a 20 something lady in the loos, who was moaning because she had to ‘wait for the loo’…There was literally no one infront of her…LOL..so she was kinda waiting for no reason at all, but forgot to check. Hahah! What an idiot! I simply smiled and opened up a door…She blushed and well I assume, went forth and wee’d. 🙂 )

Regardless, the staff at Gino’s that evening won everyone’s heart over with their impeccable service and Italian charm. Plus, they kept giving everyone prosecco. That helped. In fact that was HILARIOUS, because I was stood at the top of the stairs, in the bouji GAMES area, (yes it has one) which is right next to the glass windowed Private Dining room, which you can ‘curtain off‘ so the ‘riff raff’ can’t watch you ‘Lady & The Tramp‘ your pasta.

But OH MY GOD, I was chatting to people and watching Ladies and Gents play table football…well I watched an actual real life footballer  ‘Adam Clayton’ play table football against his ‘soon to be’ wifey and another guy, who was determined to win the game by impressive table football wrist action…

Sorry, i got distracted….

Anyway, whilst sitting at the top of the stairs… ALMOST FOUR TIMES IN A ROW, I watched a different glamourous human (HAHAHA, I’M DYING, IT’S HILARIOUS, YOU HAD TO BE THERE) walk up the first level of stairs towards me, SKID and SMASH INTO THE WALL (HAHAHAHA) because they had accidentally got SO DRUNK and the utter giddiness of all that was going on around them, had just got the better of them. Lol. It was so hilarious that it was almost like a PRANK STAIRWAY.

I started weeping with laughter…and funnily enough, when I did..they did to.

THEN OFCOURSE….The Gods got me…

When I tinkered up that glamourous baby blue lit stairway, I got onto the next level and realized the flooring was PURE GLASS. YES, a glass floor! YES. An absolutely delicious idea. Yes. You can watch all that is going on below you.

YES! I DIDN’T FUCKING HAVE ANY PANTS ON!

UGH! Lol.

I took them off because no one likes VPL line. Visible panty lines are weird and 90’s. So I had my little red dress on….heels…an espresso martini in my hand, a glass FLOOR and no knickers. Hahahah!

To be honest…I’m a confident girl. I’m not terrified of such a treat. I was almost delighted. It was a game in itself. Lol. I turned around and told every managerial looking body that I didn’t have any pants on….I told anyone who would listen and laugh, just for banter and then I committed to the cause and EMBRACED IT.

It is the funnest and most sauciest flooring I have ever seen. You should all go in short dresses and no pants and see if anyone catches you. 😉 After a few Prosecco’s, it’ll work wonders for any stale marriage. I was snapchatting and posting my entire time there and I got a HUGE Snapchatty/Twitter/Stagrammy repsonse to this picture…

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It got retweeted over five hundred times. Imagine if he looked up! Hahahaha! It’s a game you can all play. Don’t tell Gino I told you that. We’ll just keep it between us. 😉 Giuseppe won’t mind though. I’m sure he’d let me get away with a Wunna Land game.

Great night. Such wonderful staff. Strange Men kept coming up to me and asking for Selfies with me. But it was weird because they wouldn’t know much about anything ‘Chrissie Wunna,’ I wouldn’t think. Yet for some reason they kept wanting selfies? By this point I was sat at the downstairs bar, chatting to the the bartenders, who couldn’t of been more polite during what must have been such a stressful time.  The place was all ‘alive’ with ‘busy’ and to still be able to charmingly banter and whiz out every cocktail order under the sun with such panache…I mean LORD…How they coped I don’t even know. But they did and well! What a dynamic team!

Then…and now it’s almost 11pm, some guy struts up to me to try his luck with ‘The Glamour Puss.’ I wasn’t out looking for love. I was out to swirl madly in a glorious ‘D’Acampo bubble and just enjoy my night, in a new town before the clock struck midnight. (That’s when my car was picking me up.) I KNOW!! SO CINDERELLA OF ME.

He struts up all confident and like he thinks he’s got this in the bag…and simply starts telling me i’m beautiful and that he’s going to take me out and show me a good time in Manchester. (He said it like I has quite possibly never been out anywhere in my entire life before…) Infact, this was went down…(You’ve got the ‘beautiful’ blah, blah introduction lines…)

‘Where do you like to go. I’ll show to the best places in Manchester. I’ll take you out. Show you around. What places do you like? You’re beautiful.’ (Tries to hold my hand.)

‘I’ve done Manchester quite a lot. Yeah. I love it there. And well it’s less about where I go and more about who I go with…’

‘I LOVE THAT YOU’VE SAID THAT. You’re a DREAM. Give me your number.’

‘No. Nice try.’

‘I can give you the world.’

‘Why are you just pouring out line after line…’

‘Come to Manchester with me…’

‘Nah..’

By this point, he’s trying to ‘barmy smarmy‘ all the way around me, whilst trying to flirty touch me and impress me with ‘money talk.’ He does marketing and all sorts of things. Lol. Runs a company. Knows Steven Bartlett. Lol. He sort of resembled everything that I dislike about men when they try it on….and well…after drinks..I’m sassy one. I’ll let you know that i’m not interested.

AND let me tell you how good the bartenders where…I had been talking to them all night, so they knew I was there and why I was there…and as soon as they saw him ‘smarming’ about me personal space they clocked it to make sure the situation was okay. That’s sweet. Even the women next to me, where like..

‘Who is that dickhead.’

Anyway, he writes his number down and tells me to put it in my phone. I’m not even listening now and just flicking through various Snapchat stories. He’s so pissed he can’t even tell. Lol. But tells me that I can do whatever I want with his number. The ‘balls in my court.’

I just reeled off a mega bunch of extremely sassy ‘no thankyous.’ But he just found it more appealing. He must have, as most boys would then get it, right?

What he chose to do in that moment was

GO IN FOR A KISS!

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!

HAHAHAHA!

He tried to snog me and before he reached my face, I performed the most delightfully graceful version of the

DUCK AND WEAVE.

It was hilarious. He totally missed because I weaved around him..whilst still on a barstool and then his friends found him and took him home. Lol.

His friends: ‘I’m so sorry about that. We’re grabbing him now and getting him home.’

First of all, If I don’t like you, you probably shouldn’t try and smooch me in PUBLIC, without my consent. Lol. I will duck and weave and you will look silly. I mean, GOD I never kiss boys in bars. EVER! NEVER! Let alone strangers who I don’t fancy. LOL. At least he was confident. I’m always moaning that men hardly make the first move and chicken out. He certainly was no ‘chicken.’ He just chose the wrong ‘dream girl.’

Told ya, Gino’s got the better of everyone last night. It swirled into souls with magic and fun.

Then I got the..

‘Your car is outside ready’

text…and BANG ON MIDNIGHT!

And just like Cinders…after the best night ever….I thanked everyone for having me, cuddled staff ‘bye bye,’ left a gin and tonic on the bar, but ate the cucumber…(You know you’ve had enough to drink when that happens…) and with both ‘glass slippers’ in tact (Cinders leaving a shoe at the ball is beyond me, no one does that, she wasn’t in a rush, she was probably just really pissed and recovered from smashing into the upstairs wall ) and yeah…

…I left the ball.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

. I felt for them last night. It was a busy one! That operation was run like a dream. You saw headsets and power strutting, but not once did they ever refuse to *pause* and help someone who maybe looked lost. Lol.

All I remember seeing amongst the divine bustle was lots of gentlemen in tight white trousers and blue and white pin striped shirts, that was swirled amongst glamourousity and women who were waiting to see Gino. (He had been in Harrogate, went to Leeds and was due back in Harrogate that evening. He must’ve been SHATTERED. He’s currently at his Manchester restaurant. So shoot down if you want to catch him quickly. I left Harrogate at midnight last night and he was still going strong…and I feel as rough as a donkey. But saying that i did treat my delicate system to endless cocktail shaken espresso martinis and bubbly proseccos. I went for it. You only live once.

 

 

When Chrissie Met Jack

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Friday morning of the Blog Awards and I threw everything into an overnight bag, from a toothbrush to a giant turquoise, sequinned  mermaid dress (I always pack light, because during my time in LA, I moved constantly. I hated having to carry everything with me and learnt to leave things behind, whilst always knowing that the lighter you packed, the quicker you could get away if you needed to. 🙂 )

Anyhow, I dashed to the train station and went from Doncaster to Kings Cross. It literally was a *whizz* of a train, but I’m used to travelling at a moments notice and what could be better than doing so with a much appreciated free gin and tonic and the Geordie announcement man, who kept telling really shit, yet excellently inappropriate jokes, that could’ve got him fired.

‘If you’re getting off at Peterborough…and GOD KNOWS why any of you would want to be getting off or going there…’ 🙂

Lol. Fuck it! You only live once!

That’s why I love travelling Virgin. It’s always so fun and you don’t actually have to be a virgin to the ride it. Who knew? 😉

So, most of the fellows who were headed to the UK Blog Awards that night, only had the Blog Awards to tend to. Lucky. I had two phone meetings on a train, a hotel business proposal, some guy trying to make me sign up to a reality show that I don’t want to do and then my delicious meeting the CEO of Yourfeed UK, Mr. Jack Parsons. (Look above. That’s him.)

So, let me tell you about Jack…Jack Parsons had asked to see me. The summons had come via Twitter and I was excited about it all, from the get go. It was a week after I had spent some time with Steve Bartlett at Social Chain (I was on the Everyday Steve Vlog) and after we fizzled through *busy* schedules, Jack and I managed to ‘diary in’ Friday April 21st for a meeting. I was kitty pumped. He’d read a lot about me and i’d read a lot about him…so I knew that tinkering through the busy London streets in my burnt orange (which was salmon) dress, my tippy tappy Gina heels, Little Mistress Faux Fur and rose gold clutch…was worth it. I had such an easy ride up there, so I knew that the meeting was going to be AMAZING. (I always judge how well my meeting will go, by the physical/emotional ‘temperature’ of my journey to it.  I couldn’t have had an easier journey AND my body was absent of wine. 🙂 )

I LOVE THAT DURING THIS BLOG MY LITTLE BURMESE MOTHER HAS WALKED INTO MY HOME, DASHED UPSTAIRS WITH EXCITEMENT AND JUST HANDED ME A PEN…

‘Look!!! Have you seen my SPERM PEN!!’

Lol. It’s a biro that has pretend sperm swimming in it, with the words ‘Happy Swimmers‘ printed upon it. And you all wonder why I’m might be mentally fucked? Haha! I love it. In her defense, she IS a sexual health Doctor…meaning a pen of that sort really is ‘the norm.’ Kinda like a diamond encrusted ‘bullet’ would be a regular fixture in my version of Wunna land. (Sorry, I’m getting a flashback of ‘Double B‘ telling me the story of how she once bought a ‘bullet’ got so excited and used it so incredibly madly, that she got ‘all the thrush.’ Lol. DYING!)

Shit. I’ve got distracted. I arrived in London. Platform 4? Everyone kept glaring at me. I checked into my hotel and took the easiest journey to 247 Tottenham Court Road to see Jack at Yourfeed UK, on what felt like the loveliest, most unstressful day ever.

Jack is one of the youngest and most inspiring CEO’s in Britain. (I seem to be meeting a lot of them recently, don’t I! You meet everyone for a reason)

He’s only 23…

Jack: ‘But I look fifteen…’

So Jack is currently being hailed as ‘The Prime Minister of The Millennials’ and a ‘Young Richard Branson.‘ Dashing titles aren’t they? Not bad for an inspiring, non smoking, non drinking, easy going, 23 year old CEO. But yes, he is on a big mission to connect 2 million young people to opportunities by 2010. It’s a HUGE challenge, but he’ll do it. I’ve never met a more SAVVY guy, who’s only 23 flipping three! And i’m not joking. I would never just say it. This guy knows everything he needs to know…and goes for it, with passion, skill and this confidence that proceeds him, yet it’s sponged in a humble kindness.

This Summer he is also doing a big ‘on the road’ Pledge tour…I want to be part of that! I’m in the mood to inspire…He totally said I could be. Booyah! *Wiggle Wink.*

Yet, at 1pm as I sat in what looked like a fun waiting room, with MTV playing on a wall mounted TV screen behind me, all the snazzy coffee machines infront of me, business reads on my lap, a ‘table footy’ thing to my right and variously placed giant cacti, surrounding a sign that read ‘HAVAS MEDIA GROUP..’ by lifts…there was a peace, a calm…a really positive, qiuet energy.

‘Hey, I’m Jack.’

(Holds out his hand.  Confident. Positive. Direct. Warm. I look up, stand up, shake his hand with a smile and follow him walking…)

‘Nice to meet you. Do I sound really common?’

‘Haha. No. I’m from Essex…’

‘I love Essex, It’s so bouji now. 😉 ‘

And that’s how it began…

He walked me to through the offices, whilst offering me a drink and led me to HIS office,

‘This is my gaff..’

…which had a fun brick wall, the word YOURFEED written in emojis and a naked Homer Simpson picture in the corner. Was he naked? Can’t remember? 🙂

A cuppa tea and a water were brought in…and life was great!

Straight away without fear, he sits back in his chair, grabs a black note book and pen and starts asking me direct questions, about my life…as he takes notes…and I loved that about him. He got straight to it. We’re both very different. Yet both dynamic and inspiring in our own special ways. He’s a lot more business savvy than I am. He’s real, he’s insightful, he’s inspirational and honest. He doesn’t wear a watch, he keeps things simple, knows how to work a crowd, build a crowd and is the most down to earth human ever.

HE LITERALLY KNOWS EVERYONE. All the most important people in all the land and they respect him for all that he has achieved and all that he is continually doing. He’s someone who CARES about what you’re doing…He’s a ‘tell it as it is’ kinda guy and is the first person in a REALLY LONG TIME, when it comes to business, to turn around, give up his time and offer to help me because he believes in me, finds Wunna Land interesting and just felt like helping someone…and for nothing in return, other than sharing his knowledge.

That’s special isn’t it! You don’t get that these days. Trust me. I know! Not only is that kind, but it’s also very clever…;)

Jack: ‘Now, I read that you don’t like really long winded stories…so I’m gonna cut it down and just hit the bullet points.’

( I liked that!)

He asked me about my story and we talked about my time in LA.

Jack: ‘What did you learn from living in LA?’

Me: ‘I learnt to hustle. It’s a town packed with the most determined and ambitious people in the world…and you have to figure out a way to get noticed, be talented and be able to get what’s yours! YET still be emotionally strong. I learnt everything I know about anything…in Hollywood, because I lived it.’

(And I did! I stiletto pounded that pavement. I worked. I hustled. I bustled. I modelled. I acted. I fell in love. Out of love. I lived!! Oh did I LIVE! But I began MY BLOG and wrote simply out of the love of expression…which 10 years later…would MAKE ME.)

He smirked. Sat back and with an..

‘I like you…’

He threw his his note book down on a desk..

‘I’m not taking notes anymore…’

and told me his story, where it all began, where it was now and where it was going to be headed, as he soon heads his passion Stateside, after championing the UK.

And from that moment on we just bonded, we just got along and work wise it felt great. It was a laugh. We chatted about everything. His work. My work. The work of other people. We laughed about it all. Laughed about ourselves. We told each other stories and HOW I DIDN’T TAKE GEORGE SAMPSON’S VIRGINITY and I called him ‘Royal’ as that’s how I expected him to be..

‘Royal? What do you even mean?’

‘Like a member of the Royal family! lol’

We pissed ourselves laughing.

But I was ASTOUNDED by how much this young guy knew about his world and business. I LEARNT SO MUCH IN AN HOUR AND A HALF  and i’m really not joking. It was genuinely one of the most helpful and inspiring meetings that I have had in…EVER! He’s that good! You would be astonished. I liked how savvy he was. I liked that he just looked at me, pissed himself…and liked me anyway. Lol.

But yes, he’s running Yourfeed UK. He has started a really great Vlog also. It’s real, it’s fun and simply excelling. I’ve started to really love Vlogs as they’re the future reality tv shows. I film the advert for my Vlog shortly…and can’t wait to start mine.

Jack: ‘Right, book back in my diary for again and i’ll help you…’

I’ve never met a more helpful business guy? I love people who I can learn from and we in that hour and a half, discussed so many ways where in which we could develop and improve chrissiewunna.com, into the ‘big time.’

He’s one of those business guys who follows through on his word. He stressed that to me confidentially.

‘If i say something to you. I will follow through with it… ALWAYS.’

I was bamboozled by how smart Jack was….and I respect him for that.

That was a great fucking meeting…I absorbed so much. I want to go on his Summer Tour.

Jack: ‘Can I just ask you something?’

Me: ‘Yeah…’

Jack: ‘You know you bought Steve that Gucci hat….

Me: ‘Yeah it was cool because i had written a blog about how it got to him and then he did a vlog, which showed the gift arriving on his desk..in real life…’

Jack: ‘Did you get you anything back, like he said he would…?’

I’d never really thought about it until then…but it stuck in my mind, as I left the office, *cuddled and cheek kissed* Jack a farewell…and then dashed back across London, back to my hotel to chill for a few hours, after a few drinks and a Mexican late lunch. I watched Real Housewives of New York and was reunited with my passion for Bethany Frankel. (My FAVE housewife of all time.)

Then I watched ‘Dinner Date’ which reminded me of my ‘Swirl.’ I can’t seem to watch it effectively without wanting to hear his banter beside me.

I used my chill time wisely, before slipping into my dress and heading to the UK Blog Awards…

I look forward to my next meeting with Jack…It was a really useful and insightful time…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Back to Business, The Lakers & Life…

TODAY IS A GREAT DAY TO BE ALIVE!

Even if you think situations are pretty shitty, still, plain or just too much, too busy, too stressy or emotionally warped..I’m telling ya, your life is more than okay than you think…Maybe ‘things’ have gone SO wrong that you feel like swirling down a glittery plug hole, in a cocktail dripped frenzy of ‘no one loves me, work is shit, i’m lost and can’t figure life out?’ Or maybe ‘things’ have gone SO RIGHT, that you’re dreams are materializing into a reality and you’ve found the love of your LIFE, finally got that good news phone call, been offered that dream job you’ve always wanted. Regardless…It’s all part of life and all part of what makes you an AMAZING HUMAN… with a story.

I chose to TELL my story openly…and yes, it seems to have served me well. And that’s not because i’m currently sat here, in a chilly breeze, as the sun beams down on me, with my Gucci canvas bag and my new Sophia Webster heels as I type. It has nothing to do with that. It’s because, on Thursday April 13th 2017, i’m doing something that I love. Infact all the things that I love. Today is about ONLY DOING the things that I LOVE. And the things that we LOVE, are the things that WE WANT to do and not the things that WE HAVE to do. That’s what i’m doing for the rest of the next few days. So  let me remind you, today… is a GREAT DAY to be alive! (Or maybe just for Me and not so much for you. Hahaha. What? I’m joking. FFS! 😉 )

Okay, yesterday was SO busy and it kinda fucked me off because it felt stressful and I hate things that are stressy. I’m a glamour puss, i’m dynamic and fast. Yet, I’m appreciative, calm and loving when it comes to approaching situations of busy. It’s not that i’m good at keeping my cool. I’m open. I’m just really good at rising above the stress and glowing from a humorous or positive kitty tower , no matter what. I find life easy. I find being happy easy. It’s never ever really been too tough for me at all. So i find *grumps,* people who sweat the small stuff, or people who can’t figure out how to be appreciative…Stupid. REALLY FUCKING STUPID. (Alongside bad manners, crossing busy roads, running out of contact lenses, sausage dogs, knives and Grandad jokes, that seem to last forever.)

Today is BLISS and will be BLISS LIKE all the way through until Monday! Hurrah! *She cracks open the Lambrini.* 🙂

(Sorry, i’ve got distracted. One of my chick besties ‘Double B’ has been going through such emergency drama. I’ve been sat opposite her for the past weeks, watching it all swirl madly with no focus, but with DEADLINES. She’s just send me a Snapchat, with a giant envelope resting on her tanned knees, with words on it in blue biro that have made me SIGH WITH RELIEF! Thank GOD! She’s on her way to her happy ending! ALMOST. There’s two hours spare and i’m keeping my nipple tassels crossed for her. ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN in TWO HOURS in Double B’s world! This is like some glamourous Matrix mission. I need gin.) 

What else? I’ve got blog award promo today. I’ve caught up on my Steve Bartlett Vlogs and I’ve just watched last nights Laker’s Game. I grew up in LA, so i’m a MASSIVE LAKERS FAN. But they keep getting thrapped! The ‘old school’ Lakers games, with a bit of Shaq and Kobe, were THE BEST! I remember going to the games and watching them all. Infact boys used to always do the ‘Shall we go to the Lakers game tonight’ as a date tool in LA. And also one night, when i was in some club? Was it Bliss? Anyway, just in West Hollywood.

I was in this tiny yellow dress, with my friends…this was the night that I saw Leonardo Di Carpio with a gaggle of hot blonds at his table sipping vodka mixers and Owen Wilson tootling around like a successful yet ‘lonely soldier’ looking to score exotic chicks only. Lol. (It was an ‘in joke’ in LA.) It was also the evening that a *hip hop* gangsta dwarf asked me out (he was presented to me like a prize) and the night that I was drinking with my friends after a day of auditions, watching a young Jesse McCartney being forced out of the club in a grey hoodie for being too young and I got *summoned* by a being, who walked up to my table…

‘Someone that wants to meet you..’

So Me, being Me…off I tottered with a Malibu Pineapple in my hand and curiousity in my eye. This guy walked me to some other table across the club and as I peered around the corner it was Phil Jackson, who owned the Lakers. Now, remember I am a MASSIVE LAKERS FAN. So, this was a big deal…yet I had a ‘nice to meet you’ drink and then tottered back to my friends. He was lovely and sweet…but you know what guys are like…I’m sure in that moment, in that club, he didn’t want to meet me to just say ‘hi’ and I don’t get down like that…

God! That trekked my mind RIGHT BACK. I definitely need a gin now.

BUT YES, REGARDLESS…

Today is a great day to be alive.


 

 

 

 

 

Popaballs, Vlogs & Songs About…

Sorry for the glittery absence of ‘written word’ from Wunna Land last night. I just needed to swirl in a merry chill, relax and enjoy the art of that good old ‘Friday Feeling.’ I’m Happy! I’m dancing to the kitty beat of my own tunes and well I haven’t really tinkered much on anything ‘social media’ over the last few days, yet only because at times, when you sort of ‘perform’ to an audience constantly, one that you’re growing…You need a moment of ‘just being away’ and firstly so you don’t get a stress rash, which my doll of a darling, chick wiggle ‘Firmonnell’ calls a ‘Dragon Rash.’ Secondly…so you can evaluate life and balance out all that is going on with *can can* kicks. Thirdly, so you can have a red berried wine. Fourthly…so everyone wonders where you are, has a panic and then upon your return you find that your engagements are a bustle 🙂 😉 🙂 I know! I’m EVIL! Mwahaha! (The fourth jiggle is called the ‘fear of loss.’ When people are used to doing, reading, or seeing something or someone habitually and you pull it away…they weirdly need it more because they feel like they’re losing it. 🙂 )

Why am I a bitch with boobies?

*Add Popaballs here.*

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(If you don’t know what Popaballs are you really aren’t living appropriately, as they are MY FAVOURITE little bursting fruit infusion balls, that you glamourously tinker into ANY DRINK, infact even food, to add a fun, sassy, yet extraordinarily juicy madness. They make great cocktail party gifts! The Wunna Babies have them in porridge. I’m a huge traditional ‘Bubble Tea’ fan. Ofcourse I’m a lady of the Orient, so obviously this is such a fresh modern development on one of my traditional faves! Try’em.)

Right where was I?

Okay, lets go. i’ll skim it.

Yesterday I learnt that my chick friends and I aren’t actually dirty ‘filth’ eaters at all. We just like to graze. So if there’s food in front of us…ANY FOOD, we’ll nibble it. The filth drawer turned into a £3 FRUIT BOWL! Well done us! I see waistlines in our futures.

My friend ‘Hustle Barbie’ definitely believes that you can..

‘Tell if a guy has a really big willy by the sound of his voice.’

That 90’s throwback song that goes…‘it’s godda be big’ was playing in the background and it had reminded her of willies…It does though doesn’t it!

So if you have a *piddley* voice, we’ll think your ‘nipper’ squeaks, because we’ve decided that, as women of the world, we can visualize what your ‘man part’ looks like, simply by listening to the tones that sound out of your mouth.

‘Double B’ doesn’t know if..

‘Pear drops are pear flavoured? ‘

Fairytale Blond, ‘Chrissie! Have you heard this, for your blog!!!’

Yet she DOES know!!! She just likes to be stupid in the name of hilarity. Yesterday she was all ‘SASSERILLA,’  & DIVA strutting about the place, armed with no working ears and her resting bitch face.

‘What? I’ve had my hair done. I’ve got hair over BOTH EARS now…I can’t HEAR things AND HAVE HAIR. FOR FUCKS SAKE.’

I also learnt that we girls are weird, yet a delightful species of course. Not all of us are weird. But there’s certainly that tiny little bundle of us, that are tapped. 🙂

When you’re older you’re flattered by boys and attention. yet you’re not in a swirl about the flattery unless you fancy them.

When you’re a young girl, fresh on the emotional track…with bundles of rubbish love life experiences still about to occur, you are CRAZY. I’ve been there. I’m high fiving ya! Lol. (Not really. i think you’re dickheads. 🙂 But yes, the young girls want male interest, yet when they get it, they can’t just LOVE it gracefully…they HAVE TO REFER to the poor guy as a…

‘UGH! GOD! HE’S TOTALLY STALKING ME!!!

Hahahha!

THEN like that’s not enough embarrassment, they further it on, by stretching out how appalling the gent is for even attempting to ask a question of ANY SORT. Lol.

‘What a stalker! Why is he asking that? Stop stalking everyone!’

Hahaha!

We had an incident occur where in which a handsome Sandy Blond male, cautiously strided into our bubble, to query if his ex girlfriend was with us. He had MISTAKEN his ex for ‘Firmonnell.’ (Who wasn’t there at the time and has been married forever with children, to the ‘Big D.’) So the Sandy Blond Handsome just wanted to ask a few questions in general…

OH LORD, have mercy on his soul…I am naturally social and charming… so I’ll be helpful…on any level…and was prepared to be…

But Feisty Gem, who is going through a really difficult time right now, in the love AND life department..TOOK THE REINS and well she currently thinks all men are massive TWATS, as she’s fresh off a bumpy love breakup…Let’s just say she made the executive decision to release her frustration on the Sandy Blond Handsome…

‘HE’S DEFINITELY A F****** STALKER! I’m not telling you where she LIVES!’

Then Double D (don’t get him mixed up with Double B) decided to stick up for ‘the boys’ with words of wisdom , that actually made proper sense…but being girls, we all just looked at him like he shouldn’t be speaking….EVER! LOL.

I like ‘Double D’ because you can say whatever you want to him and he’ll laugh it off. The other boy helper ‘Sellers’ has already been forced of the Island. I liked him too. He should’ve stayed. But life is life and it takes you to places…

I watched Steve Bartlett’s Vlog Last night. I watch it every night at 8pm. No matter where I am. I’m a massive fan and I watched a girl called Amelia Wood (is that her name?) Anyway, she has started her own business, or trying to…she’s still in the ‘hustle struggle’ phases of it all which is an honorable phase, and she showed up, to ask Steve’s advice….as she’s finding the money part hard.

From my experience when it comes to chicks or anyone in business….I think that it is SO important for you focus on the positive parts of the experience…and not on the hardships. The hardships are your ‘pity party.’ And I don’t mean that harshly. I mean it truthfully. The ‘pity paty’ gets you nowhere or drunk.

In life, I’ve been through SUCH A MUCH….I’ve experienced what felt like the poorest existence, where I’ve been literally homeless in New York. Not for long, as I had great LA friends. But what I remember from that time was finding it funny that all I had eaten for the entire day was a shot of coconut rum,that I got for free. Lol. During that time, I STILL waltzed into the business centres of various hotels and wrote my blog on their computers. Hahaha! DAILY! And I loved it! I had nothing! But my blog! That was my life! Yet, I must’ve had some sort of *glow* about me, because THIS RANDOM STRANGER saw me sat in a hotel lobby for hours..To this day, I have no clue who he was…but he was this black guy, rocking his ‘fro out. He was wearing beige, looked really normal. He walked up to me and handed me £200 in cash…and said,

‘You’re too beautiful to be going through whatever you’re going through…’ AND WALKED AWAY!

AS IF!! Yet at the same time i’ve experienced what people view as the WEALTHIEST lifestyle, where I have yachted and jetted and had assistants, upon assistants wait upon me in executive suites that only a Princess would find a bore…

That’s all I can tell you about that particular time, as obviously you can imagine, it was wonderful.

Yet at the same time, i’ve done the two jobs, kids and ‘trying to make it’ bonanza.

Yet during all experiences….I was always laughing. I was always happy. I was always positive and always blogging. I never stressed out. I never worried about money or ‘making it.’ I still went out and had fun and I don’t even know how. 🙂 I just got on with life…Happily…I never felt sorry for myself…I didn’t ask for help, because I wasn’t ready to ask for help back then…YET no matter what advice anyone gives you….The truth behind it all, is that you need to figure it out by yourself and once you do…people will come. They’ll notice you. I promise.

You can make your dreams come true. It happens every minute of every day.

More people help you, when you don’t ask for help…

 

 

I TOTALLY SMASHED TODAY!

I SMASHED TODAY and I can’t even begin to tell you. Yes. I did working hard. But I threw away that *pity party* that I was throwing yesterday and instead chucked on my faux fur and *BOSSED IT.* There’s only so long you can whine about *drowning* before you actually grow up, grab a ‘floaty’ and start paddling. It sieves the weak from the ‘success stories,’ baby. I don’t like moany people. Even when I have a moan, I don’t like it. It’s unattractive. I don’t mind a vent or a rant. I love a vent and a rant. But those long winded moaners, who moan about ‘how hard done by they are’ when they’re not really trying to do much, just don’t have the *vajazzle* 🙂 to figure out a way to shore!

Let’s keep this moving! Let’s keep it sexy!

So right…

Yes, as normal ‘Double B’ told me to ‘Fuck off.’ It’s a daily greeting now and this was before she told me some story about how some guy relative of hers bought her a ‘Well Ridden’ top when she was 11 because he liked bikes? LOL. Wait, or was it horses? I can’t remember the story? *Pours Prosecco.*

Anyway, away from that I’m currently on Whatsapp chatting to my chick friends about ‘steak and blowjob’ day and proposals. I’m not sure you’re allowed to propose to someone on ‘steak and blowjob‘ day as it’s not real. 🙂 It’s like an ‘I love you’ during sex. It doesn’t count! Haha! Yet, I hope a lot of you gents managed to snag yourself some red meat and a treat. If not…well you should’ve been better boyfriends. 🙂

I smashed today!

I always say that I never know what’s going on..but today I used my time wisely. I had spaces where I *zoomed* out those proposals, press releases and replied to the brands and companies who are wanting to work with me. (As if this is happening. I remember being really young, armed with a blog and my fingers crossed, as I *tapped* on the door and no one cared and now my inbox is FULL of requests from…literally….everyone and everything, with a hope to get Wunna Land on board. And yeah, it sounds boasty. But I’ve honestly worked really hard and to me, yes i’m proud, but it’s only just the beginning.

I got my work done. I met and chatted to everyone I needed to and I *nailed* it. In fact, i didn’t quite nail it, as 2 people said ‘no’ …very nicely. Yet the big brand, that I thought would not be bothered said ‘YES’ and the rest were requested, so I skimmed through all the *oohs and the arrs’  to see if they were the right fit for me…and I must’ve done more leg work through life than I thought…as people who i’ve known for years, who are now in better positions are peeking into Wunna land with a ‘hey, let’s team up.’

AS IF I GET TO CHOOSE  WHICH BRANDS I’D LIKE TO WORK WITH NOW! As if! I honestly can’t believe it!

I’m swirling around in a magically kitty confetti shower of life because once again Perez Hilton, who I adore ‘liked’ a bit of chrissiewunna.com. We go a long way back, as I used to scan him into Crunch gym every day in LA, the one on ‘Sunset’ and give him a towel, before he was the GREAT ‘Perez Hilton’…I’ve told the story previously, lots of times. But let’s just say, there couldn’t be a better bloggers mentor. I love that guy!

Away from the brands and the ‘work with me Wunna’ requests, as that’s quite normal these days , it makes me feel lucky…Over the last 2 weeks, i’ve had lots of different Social Media Agencies  or digital companies, ask to meet with me as soon as possible to actual ‘partner up’ with chrissiewunna.com, after taking a look at my ‘business.’ Crazy stuff! And I guess it must be because I went down to visit Steve Bartlett at Social Chain, as each of the other companies have *popped* out of nowhere and straight away, after a quick ‘Wunna Search’  have asked to schedule in meetings. I have one on Saturday and one at the beginning of April…and these are for business partnerships.

AS IF! *She takes a pouty selfie and adjusts her tiara*

Everything’s great! I’m feeling the love. I’m getting this whole thing now and feeling empowered. I will suggest that you refrain from leaving your personal numbers on my Facebook comment’s area, as you WILL get pranked called by all my lovely friends…and because even though we’re glamourous, we are ofcourse actual dickheads, who find great humour in being foolish 🙂 Plus, like I stated…I would be more impressed if you GUESSED my ‘digits.’ Lol (Reminds me of being young in LA where you could give a guy a specific fake number at a club. When he called the number the next day, it would play him a sad love song. Lol)

*Hair toss.. Hip Bum.*

(You won’t get this part unless you’re one of my actual LA friends, but I totally did that to the ‘Furniture Date’ dude, named Ofear! Hahahaha! The most handsomely weird, possibly terrifying, sun tanning, secret ‘S & M’ guy ever. Even my ex hubby would laugh about it with text messages reading, ‘Ditch the Zero and Get with a Hero.’ Lol.)

Ooh! I’ve just got a message in from Abeiku Arthur at ‘House of Solo’ magazine…

‘WE NEED NANDOS, DRINKS AND A GOSSIP NOW!’

I literally have so much to tell him, I could burst. Things have just developed greatly in a week! I can’t even believe it and i’m feeling much better now as I’m getting on with it, i’ve managed to just get stuff done, with a shimmie and wink.

So, do know that anything can happen at any point…and yeah it’s hard work, but it’s mainly about your attitude towards situations…How you deal with them emotionally and mentally. Especially when life gets tricky. I mean, you need to be able to turn a shit brick into a glitter ball with panache, because until you can, the people who DO are light years ahead of you.

You can do anything, if you believe you can and I don’t mean that in a cheesy cliched ‘silver lining’ kinda way. I mean it in a ‘because someone somewhere in the world has already done it before you..’ kinda way. MEANING that it is achievable.

‘You do know that you don’t actually need to partner up with anyone Wunna, as you could just do things by yourself. You’re  doing pretty well at it… You’re the personal branding Queen. Lol Infact, you’re a chip off the actual Hilton brand..’

‘I’m not the Queen of personal branding. I will be though. Lol. I just know ‘attention’ well 🙂 and yeah i got lucky and had to live with and learn personal branding from a girl, who at the time was the world’s most sought after Socialite. You don’t get better training than Paris Hilton. No one has better life training than me at this. Lol.’

‘Well are they wanting to build YOUR brand or getting you to build their brand?’

‘I don’t know? I’m gonna take my meetings…and see what’s on offer…I know what i’m dong. 😉 ‘

*Pours More Prosecco*

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gucci Gifting To Bartlett’s Desk

Thank GOD it’s the weekend! I feel like i’ve just rolled off, the busiest week of work EVER and I don’t know what’s hit me. This week was stressy? Is that the right word? I don’t know why? But I was happy that Friday came. I needed to kick back and chill on my throne 🙂 and just watched the world go by for a second.  *Wiggle…Wink.*

I can tell the temperature of my stress, by the amount of wine consumed, once my work week has hit ‘see ya!’ I drank a whole bottle of red to myself, laughed, loved a little, performed a few pretend music videos in my bedroom mirror (you know you’re happy when you’re doing that and you know you’re obviously the fifth member of ‘Little Mix’ when your ‘across from you’ neighbour stops to tell you, that he watches you perform them drunk… from his window. Lol.)

‘Honestly, Chrissie! It’s the highlight of my evening. I love that you see me and don’t even care that i’m watching!’

‘I don’t see you? I’m pissed..’

‘Oh?’

‘Hahaha…now you sound like a pervert. LOL’

Anyway, I’m not here to tell you about my drunk window, ‘Little Mix’ performances.

RIGHT NOW, I’m here to make you rewind a second…

Remember that I visited Social Chain, about 2 weeks ago. I loved it. Didn’t I! I spread the news to everyone like wildfire. I was on my favourite Vlog , with Steven Bartlett…Who is certainly my favourite human.

Remember? Got it? Good!

A week later, I organised and ordered glamourous, fresh cut flowers to be sent to Katie Wallwork at Social Chain, by  ‘Bloom & Wild,’ who are my favourite luxury flower delivery service and she received them on ‘International Womans Day,’ as a ‘Thank you for having me…’ I loved Katie! So I wanted to make her smile.

By nature, i’m quite well mannered (apart from that one time when I threw my wine in this hideous girls face, because she thought she was the cast of ‘Kung Fu Panda’ and was a bit niftier than I with her very manly fisticuffs. A waste of a good, full bodied red, really :))  However,  I’ll also tell you that I DELIGHT in being courteous and even though i’m one of those ambitious ‘Boss It’ kind of ‘Chick festivals,’ with an image that is showered in glitteratti, diamond glares and luxury tinkers…I also LOVE (more than anything) creating moments where in which, even if it’s just for a second, i’ve made someone’s eyes smile and by surprise.

It makes me happy! What? I’m a decent human! Give me trophies (UK BLOG AWARDS. 😉 )

ANNNNYWAY, I ALSO  sent Steven Bartlett a surprise ‘Thank You’ gift…and that gift, I had decided had to be Gucci? (Obviously! Lol.)

Gucci is my favourite luxury brand, because it oozes a timeless, stylish, sophistication, combined with a fun, modern, twist of ‘ooh.’ I ADORE what they’re delivering right now…and HEY, I’m currently appearing in the pages of the ever so High Fashion  Spring Edition of ‘House of Solo’ Magazine, as ‘Social Media’s Newest IT Girl’…Therefore, surely what I say,…goes? 😉 LOL.

But yes, I’m a decent gift giver and so I chose to buy Steve THIS SEASONS ‘Original GG Canvas baseball hat with the traditional webbing design’ in black….BY GUCCI. The cost of it didn’t really matter to me…as once i’ve decided on doing something, I have a one track mind, be it in work, love, ‘Thank You Gifts’...anything really…  that’s it…I’ll commit to it fully and go for it.

So, I told my chick friends that I had bought and ordered the gift from Gucci, as I knew I was on the busiest work week ever…and that I needed it to arrive at his office in Manchester…for AFTER he returned from doing his ‘4 stages in 3 days’ speaking tour. (Like any successful, non creepy chick, 🙂 I stalk his Vlog, so I pretty much have the semi, low down on his work life…Which is obviously super handy, when stalking schedules.)

Now, it was important to me, that it landed on his desk, AFTER the speaking tour, so it felt like a ‘treat,’ after a busy, rushy, ‘he must be shattered’ stretch and at the SAME TIME…It’d make him smile because (like Katie’s Flowers) it would deliver a moment into someones’s world, where in which they knew another human cared enough about them, to be thoughtful. I love ‘Thank you for having me’ gifts…They are my absolute FAVOURITE. And you can’t go wrong with Gucci, as everyone loves a little bit of luxury…I mean I personally picked out what I thought was a great gift for Steve…and yeah, if you know me personally, my choice is VERY ‘Wunna.’

He gets a lot of gifts. But let me tell you about gifts. The most thoughtful gifts, are the gifts that you send people, for NO OTHER REASON, than to TELL THEM that they nare appreciated. You should choose things that YOU THINK they would personally love. I also choose things that I LOVE, as it’s such a good energy to pass on to another.

So, this hat, during my busiest week ever, didn’t just come from the local ‘in your area, if you’re lucky’ Gucci store. Oh no…that would be far to easy…THIS CAP…(and my chick friends will tell you) was FLOWN HALF WAY ACROSS ITALY…through THREE DIFFERENT ITALIAN CITIES, THREE DIFFERENT AIRPORTS, GUARDED BY SECURITY (who I called’ THE GUCCI CAP POLICE’)…DELICATELY SCANNED AT EACH AIRPORT, on arrival and departure AND because I needed to know WHEN this bit of luxury would end up gifted upon Mr Bartlett’s desk…GUCCI gave me HOURLY EMAILED REPORTS of the cap’s whereabouts and journey! Lol.

How amazing is that!! It’s the boujiest ‘tracking service’ ever. I felt like part of an FBI Glam Squad.

I kept chatting to people, but checking my phone, before looking up and then laughing with ‘Hot Sarah…’ and ‘Feisty Gem…’

‘THIS CAP HAS A BETTER LIFE THAN I DO! LOL!’

I’m not evening kidding…IT HAD SECURITY!

But let me give you a picture of events…

Gucci where giving me updates like this…

‘7 March/04.34pm Arrival for Original Scan in Firenze, Italy.’

‘7 March/ 06.32pm Departure Scan/Firenze, Italy.’

‘7 March 07.30pm Arrival Scan,/ Bologna, Italy.’

I recieved updates the entire way through and Wunna Land had got so involved in the ‘Life of Steve’s Gucci Cap’ that monitoring it’s whereabouts became a full time show. THE CAP needed it’s OWN VLOG! *Like & Subscribe here.*

So I KNEW when Steve was going to probably be back at his Manchester office and I also knew when Katie had received her flower delivery as ‘Bloom & Wild’ told me. 🙂 And I tried to schedule them appropriately. So they’d get there at the sameish time.

I was swimming in Wunna land, talking to brands, organizing shoots, verbally abusing my friends in good humour….AS HE was travelling from one event, to the next event, doing interviews , vlogging from taxis and meeting fans, as he tended to his own version of life. We were both going through really busy times….

AND THIS CAP….AS WE WERE DOING LIFE…WAS FLYING THROUGH THE SKIES ABOVE US…. (It’s was like a ‘Social’ James bond Movie.)

Then finally, I scrolled through my phone, as Gucci had alerted me at five o clock in the morning, to let me know that the cap had LANDED at East Midlands Airport in England and was headed to Manchester Airport, to get picked up by the courier and delivered to the Portland Street…by 11.34am. LOL.

I’m NOT JOKING. It was the most BOUJI ‘Charlie’s Angel’s’ operation of absolute glamourousity… EVER!

I mean ALL DAY I was working, working, working and then  plate spinning my own piece of Cyberland, but I constantly had this CAP’s journey churning through my mind. Lol. As soon, as I got the..

‘The Courier has successfully delivered your parcel in Manchester at 11.34am, to 127 Portand Street, for Steven Bartlett.’

There was Wunna land cheering, relief and a suggestion of wine and therapy.

Gucci is SO INCREDIBLY SLICK, they’re amazing. I mean GOD, those updates were DELICIOUSLY FABULOUS…yet SO ‘High Fashion’ intense. 🙂

‘THANK GOD, THE HAT HAS F****** ARRIVED!!!’

I needed 42 GINS after following the panic of it’s journey.

‘Well you would go for the flipping Gucci Hat….FROM ITALY, Wunna!’

‘The flowers were such an easier transfer of appreciation…I should’ve just got him butch roses..’

‘Are you happy?’

‘YEAH!’

‘Cos it’s finally there?’

‘Well…yeah. Ofcourse. BUT it’s mainly because I know that he’ll open the box, see it, not have a clue who it’s from, yet notice that it’s bouji…and his face will light up…He’ll beam…It’ll make him smile…Then he’ll find out that it’s from ME to say ‘Thank you’ and it’ll shock him. That again, will make him smile…But this time HIS EYES WILL SMILE… AND YOU TELL ME WHAT ON THIS ENTIRE EARTH IS BETTER than sending someone a bit of  luxury love, just to say  THANK YOU. It’s classy, with a wild streak. It’s fun. It’s shocking…It’s ME. It’s thoughtful! And thoughtful is the new sexy!’

Now, I don’t know whether you watch Steve’s Vlogs OR if you have managed to cross path’s with Social Chain and all that they do…

But here… Watch the Vlog when my gift from Wunna Land…(and it WAS the biggest operation of luxury cap travelling EVER….) landed on Steve Bartlett’s Manchester Desk…

His Eyes Smile! (Told you. 🙂 Makes me happy!

PLUS, the AWESOME THING ABOUT IT ALL, is the fact that I have a BLOG and he has a VLOG….and this real life ‘Thank You’ gift, travels from my patch of Cyberland to HIS channel of ‘Social’ AND YOU ACTUALLY GET  TO TRAVEL WITH IT….AS WE ACCIDENTALLY DELIVER TWO HALVES OF ONE STORY! 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Don’t Mess With A Brother & His Chicken

‘Hey? Are you by yourself? Lol. What you never know? So what’s the plan today?’

The next morning in Manchester had sprung and before I had even managed to roll over in my fresh white Macdonald  Manchester Hotel sheets and rub my kitten eyes…my phone was already throwing Tuesday at me with a ‘Hurry the glamourous fuck up…’

It was snowing outside my executive suite windows, in Manchester that day! I nibbled on ‘Welcome Chrissie’ chocolates that had been left in my room, I dipped into the warmest most bubbliest bath…I LOVE A BUBBLE BATH in hotel rooms, as it’s means I must have ‘chill time.’ Showers are for rushy times and even though ‘rushy times’ are great, because they wave the flag for ‘busy,’ which means opportunity is in the palm of your hands…Nothing to me is better than those moments where you look after yourself….in bubbles…with massages….with love…or with a fresh cocktaily treat. That one moment sorts you out for the rest of the ‘dash.’

Then there was mad grooming, hair clipping, pouting, slefies, (…I mean selfies…) snapchats, last minute room checks, the gathering of goods and as I shot down out the door, down FIVE flights of stairs (I didn’t take the elevator), with a warmth, a smile and a ‘Thank you so much, you guys have been amazing,‘ I checked out my the Macdonald Manchester, swung through the revolving glass doors and WALKED to the train station (that’s why I stay there, as you can chill in bed longer and take warm baths, simply because it is moments away from your train…) and before you know it…BOOM, I was headed back to Leeds…followed by a train to Xscape, to meet good friend Abeiku Arthur (who owns the High Fashion ‘House of Solo’ Magazine) to grab lunch… and well fill him in on a  quick mountain of gossip…that I KNEW he was going to try and cleverly drill out of me.

So, I was stood outside Xscape in Castleford, it was Tuesday…and I saw him strolling up, so with the biggest smile and the loudest shout and maybe even a joyous booty dance, to not rub MY ACE LIFE in his face… I glamourously yelped…melodically ofcourse,

‘I SAW STEVEN BARTTTTTTLEEEEETT! I SAW STEVEN BARTTTLLEEET.’

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He grinned with pride…we sort of *knuckled punched* a greeting and ran into Nandos to chow down on a bit of Peri Peri Chicken (Extra Hot) with a side of ‘catch up’ banter.

Big A: ‘Are you getting extra hot?’

Me: ‘Dude, I’m ethnic. I do extra hot.’

Now, in life…I’ve swanned around some of the most glamourous lunch spots that the world has to offer, with tiny plated savory treats, that is misted with flavours of  five star dining…BUT sometimes a chicks just got to sit with a brother and smash a bit of grilled chicken with hot sauce.

‘So, go on then…what happened at Social Chain…’

‘Everything they’re amazing. I was there for about an hour and a half…and yeah I definitely want to work with them.. I definitely fancy Steve and Katie is great…’

‘What’s Steve like then? Is he really all that or is it..?’

‘I’ve got a blog coming on this…’ (That moment where you don’t tell you friends things so that they HAVE to read your blog. :))

‘Do you want chips?’

‘Yeah, Peri ones…I’m getting a wine too…’

‘Aww, grab us a cider…You know that I met that chick from Vogue at Fashion week right…So what’s Steve like then….’

Then we smashed Peri Chicken and chips, guzzled wine, laughed about life and how it makes paths cross. (Remember at the end of last year, I told ‘House of Solo’ that I would get to meet Steve at Social Chain…AND I DID IT. Lol) We talked career, business, the future. I told him where I was headed with Chrissiewunna.com, he’s developing ‘House of Solo’ better than expected now. I mean GOD, you can buy your copy in the Eurostar VIP section, as you’re travelling to Paris fashion week…that’s a great new step. (And I don’t mind rambling on about it because I’M IN IT. BUY THE SPRING EDITION NOW! Lol)

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Then I suggested that we roll on to Burgers & Cocktails and grab a few drinks. Well I said ‘just one…’ But we know how that nifty slogan pans out…:)

Plus, I Love ‘STILL DAYTIME’ cocktails. They often feel funner than nighttime cocktails and we had a lot to chat about.

Lord knows what happened. But I ended up smashing 4 …’with sixty percent proof’ bits…’Flaming Mon’s,’ that had flamed flying out of my passion fruit and all sorts. I’m surprised naked dancing man didn’t pop out of my drink and slap my booty. It was a fruity tooty show piece.

I guess, people are similar to the cocktail that they choose to drink, or it depicts your mood. ‘House of Solo’ had a shandy. A Red Stripe Shandy. (An improvement on the ‘evening before’s’ company who simply drank water. Lol. Yet, Come on now…let’s jazz this up a bit…FUCKING RED STRIPE SHANDY with a ‘Can I have more lemonade please.’

We got the best seat in the house, which if you are following this blog, you will know that the BEST seat is wherever I’M sitting 🙂 and it’s referred to as the ‘Power table.’ Lol. In this case, it was AWESOME because we chose to not face each other and instead have seats that where onlooking the passerbys through a big glass window. We watched every single one of you and made up our own renditions of how your life goes..:) and mainly because we’re bastards. Lol. But whatever, I had had a bunch of cocktails by this point and was sneaky phone charging, so the staff couldn’t see.

We BELLY LAUGHED at life, he talked fashion, I talked Social Chain…He stupidly believes that there are actually still VIRGINS over the age of 20 in Castleford. *DYING WITH LAUGHTER HERE*

‘What the fuck are you on about? She’s not a virgin. Virgin’s are like UNICORNS…they don’t really exist…only in your deluded mind.’

Big A: ‘When I was in college in Castleford, this girl asks me out, and I thought it was weird because she asked if she could *start seeing me* and I didn’t know what that meant…cos in Africa, well…we’d just…’

(Then he does a mucky face with laughter. Lol. Do note that ‘Big A’ is African…and moved fresh from those exotic lands to Castleford. Lol.)

‘So why is it that men of the African Variety like chicks with booty?’ (As in a good bum and curvy bits…not as in what Pirates find in treasure chests.)

‘Well it’s all we see there and yeah I love a curvy girl. A big girl. That’s why it’s weird that I do High Fashion, as I have to see creative beauty in chicks that I don’t fancy at all…’

‘Why are guys scared to approach me..?’

‘Cos you’re Chrissie Wunna…’

‘No I mean really? Like really… You KNOW ME…Would you personally be scared to ask me out, if you fancied me…?

‘YES.’

Then we both PISSED OURSELVES LAUGHING, I recieved zero love life help and then out of the blue like the world had popped ‘crazy pills’ of joy, ‘House of Solo’ JUMPS UP with excitement and screeches, in his Big Black man voice…

‘Nando’s has liked our Tweet!!!!’

Honestly, it was like the world had decided to fuck up and chose us to be The Gods, for the rest of your time here on Earth.

I looked at him *blank*…not quite getting why he was that excited?

This is a guy who has VOGUE ‘like’ his work and that doesn’t phase him. Yet Nandos’ likes ONE TWEET..and he’s up in arms, screaming and shouting at how Nandos is so much bigger than Vogue and he needs to screenshot the ‘like‘ and post it everywhere. Lol.

Now, not to blow my own pink trumpet or anything 😉 But, I’m quite used to brands ‘liking’ stuff that I do. 🙂 I’m just this little kitten, who writes some blog and it’s all got carried away and now i’m (cue: Tabloid Titles:

‘..Making blogging cool again/ I’m the best thing to happen to Cyberland/ I’m the UK’s Carrie Bradshaw, / I’m Social media’s Newest IT Girl/ I’m an Sassy Inspiration..I’m everything, they say I am. 🙂 Honest!

So Nando’s ‘liking’ a Tweet, is GREAT (if you want to work with me 🙂 ) But until then…it’s kinda just a ‘like.’

Get it? Good!

Me: ‘You have three more trips to Nandos, three more posts, 3 more ‘likes’ and a Retweet until you get some Nandos attention. Let alone a flipping Black card dude.’

‘You have Black Cards to every glammy venue ever, but you don’t have a Nando’s Black Card..’

‘Yeah. They’re not going to give ME  one. People like David Beckham get them..Ed Sheran has one…I’m just this chick who writes a blog..’

‘We need one…’

‘Don’t put YOU needing a Nandos Black Card on ME. Lol. Okay, fine…let’s do Nandos every day.’

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He *beamed* with happiness….and as time flew and life went on…(I had a busy work day the next morning, so I had a lot to prep for), I waved ‘bye’ and he hung out of a window and shouted…

‘YOU DON’T MESS WITH A BROTHER AND HIS CHICKEN’

 

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Hotel Nights, Manchester & Wine Drizzles

God! I didn’t have chance to blog last night, as I had made the executive decision to have a few ‘fun gins.’ FUN gins, are different to PROPER ALCHY gins because you’re smiling as you’re doing it and performing pop songs in your bedroom mirror like YOU ARE ‘Little Mix’ and not rocking slowly, in some lonely corner listening to sad love songs…crying. Now that I’m wiser, I never blog after ‘fun gins.’ 🙂 So i just did the obvious….and with privacy on my mind, I gracefully posted a selfie on EVERY social media platform available to me (lol) and then went to bed.

I’m quite knackered, but again feeling all positive about it, as I’ve had an eventful week. I can’t even believe it’s Friday today! It’s flown by and ofcourse it’s been filled with excitement. My Manchester trip to see Steven Bartlett at Social Chain has seemed to have caused excitement in your ever so ‘social’ lives. I have ‘Thank you for having me’ gifts headed their way…because honestly…my time there was phenomenal, yet i’d also like to thank YOU for taking the time to watch the Vlog, read my post …and ‘like’ everything about it. It’s YOU that make our Cyberland world’s ‘worth’ anything.

But gosh, anyway, after my meeting, I headed back to my hotel for a quick drink to calm my excitement. I was in the hotel bar, chilling in my faux fur…people were glaring at me, apart from this couple you were laid on the bouji sofa booths of this hotel bar, snogging and feeling each other up. Lol. I accidentally made eye contact with the female counterpart of this team and GOD, with a 42 year old stagger and a wine bottle in her hand (note…she was a 42 year old, who looked 27) she took it upon herself to come see me. Lol.

She was THE MOST DRUNK GIRL, I have ever met. Yet, there was something lovely about her and that ‘lovely’ was simply the fact that she kept shouting out loud, around the bar, in her very Scouse accent

‘You’re so beautiful! You’re boss you. I love you! Y’know, I love you! You look like JLo.Can I sit with you! Can you fuck your next meeting off so we an go to the toilet and do…’

It kinda got a bit ‘loooong’ even though she was trying to be lovely and in those situations, I’m soft…so i’ll watch and laugh along and get that she’s drunk….BUT I had people coming to meet me…so I kinda waited until they got there and slide off without her realizing. The great thing about that lady, was that she made me feel so squeaky lean and sober. Lol. She ended up losing her coat and her ‘fella,’ who she had been dating for 4 months after meeting him in Benidorm. To be fair, they were both hot….but just pissheads.

The night ended up being magical and very Manchester, as I swanned off to Neighbourhood (a bouji celeby haunt) for red, red wine and Spicy Tuna Hand rolls. TEAM ASIA.

My world was moonlit by this point, it was chilly but ‘wine’ warm. I felt like letting a little lose as I had such a surreal afternoon, that I needed a drink. I was joined by Cheshire Liz, who had emailed me months ago, I think in November, to get to meet me and I never got around to it. SO, (and this is what I love about her) she took it upon HERSELF to find me and meet me. I like that! She was just so much fun! She was glamourous, she started a blog last year, she loves a bit of Chrissiewunna.com, so she also has excellent taste and she’s ballsy. BUT SHE WAS DRIVING… SO HAD WATER! Lol Water! Water! Everywhere water! *Weep here*

As we walked into Neighbourhood it was..

*PAP, PAP*, PAP,PAP*, …as ‘Aaron the pap’ was waiting outside, to catch celebs on their way out.

So we ‘picture took’ and then he joined us for food. Sat behind us was a couple of drunky ‘Real Housewives of Cheshire’ chicks and THEN some random guy, who we thought was someone famous….

Aaron swears it’s the guy that Chesire liz has on her phone…so being the ‘big balls’ that she is, she struts straight over and asks him if its him, because she was going to the charity football match that he was playing in…AND IT FUCKING WASN’T.

HAHAHAHAH! I nearly died with laughter. I am not ballsy at all when it comes to things like that. I’d DIE before i would pluck up the courage to go up to a stranger or celeb and chat to them, because they’d reject me and i’d hate that. Lol. I only lie it when people come up to me and adore me. 🙂

She tottered back to the table to eat her mushrooms with an

‘I HATE YOU…LOL!’

HAHAHAHA!!!

Then Xfactor Liam Halewood came in with his lovely boyfriend. (They were about to head to America, but thought they’d stop by and do a wine with Wunna.) I love liam,he’s always so gracious to me and he looked damn fine.

‘I’ve had botox, my hair and my makeup done!’

I love that! Lol. He looked amazing!

But we chatted about work, life, a possible tv show and then as Cheshire Liz left…we talked about my day…over more wine.

FINALLY DRINKERS!

It’s weird because when i drink, i like people to drink with me. But if you’re a massive drunk like that 42 year old and intruding my space…I hate it. Lol. I think it’s based upon, if i invite you to play ‘being drunk with me’ or not.

The ended on a delicious note and I got into a cab…where the driver was SURE I was famous, so asked me my name and flipping Googled me (THE DREADED CHRISSIE WUNNA GOOGLE SEARCH LOL ) whilst he was parked up…and then the whole way back to the hotel..he was filled with gle…which made me smile.

So being the glamour puss that I am..I took the requested selfies, but refused to give him my number…as he offered to DRIVE ME BACK TO LEEDS FOR FREE. Lol. Nothing comes for free. Hahah!

Got back to my room, stripped off, bundled into my sheets, sent a few whatsapps, took a few selfies, did a bit of snapchat, opened a Sol, (that I didn’t drink,) ate a banana and then went to sleep in my glammy little executive suite at the Macdonald Manchester…like the happiest little girl in the world.

My eyes opened at 7.30am….

 

I’M ON THE BARTLETT VLOG! ;)

So, as I leapt off the train at Manchester Piccadilly, from Platform 16A at Leeds station, after the entire contents of my unzipped overnight bag decided to topple into the train isle and as THREE every so refined gentleman, kindly gathered up my bits…

‘Oh, here’s your laptop…’

‘Your notebook?’

‘Hahaha…I have your BRA!!!’

I shot off through the station, checked in to my hotel, quick changed in a little glamourous mirrored suite….flew out the door, got stuck in an elevator, ran down five flights of stairs in my Hilton ‘Gina’ shoes (that I won on the telly for celotaping feathers to my nipples 🙂 )….waved at staff, swiftly pushed through a glass revolving door, jumped into a taxi that was ready waiting for me outside…and with a..

‘127 Portland Street please….’

I was on my way to the most creative social marketing agencies, currently taking over the world… AND I was about to meet my most FAVOURITE human, who co founded this amazing agency of aged 20 something geniuses….who IS ALSO the star of MY FAVOURITE EVER VLOG. (I literally do not watch ANY OTHER Vlog, but HIS Vlog and it’s weird because, no matter how busy I am, I always seem to FIND the time, everyday to tune into his world.)

Taxi pulls up, I step out, pass my driver a fiver…and after three steps around puddles, a stairway and buzzer 4 to enter…I carefully walk up a few stairs, look right and there is it, almost raised above me, like a lofty planet of it’s own…with two giant glass entry doors and a wall lit ‘Social Chain’ sign beaming through…

To my left some builders/maintenance guys, with a Henry The Hoover were telling me that I was ‘fit’ 🙂 and to my right…almost like magic, one of the glass doors slowly eased open and there stood blond Katie, (who is Steve’s brand manager) with Pablo in her arms….with the warmest smile on her face and a..

‘Come on in…I’ll show you around…’

Right, to start this off…OH MY GOD. Nothing is more SURREAL than literally watching the Social Chain world and a bundle people do life there… at work…EVERY DAY…on my phone….before I go to bed…and then somehow waking up one afternoon, *BLINKING* and finding myself SMACK BANG in the MIDDLE of it all…almost as if you’ve rubbed your kitten eyes and you’ve ended up in some crazy Social ‘Willy Wonka’ dream, where you’ve won the golden ticket and ended up on the otherside of the screen.

I was in and LIVING the flipping VLOG, that I watch EVERY SINGLE DAY….I can’t even tell you how crazy it felt. I am A HUGE Steven Bartlett fan and since being addicted to his ‘Everyday Steve’ Vlog, I soon then became a HUGE Social Chain fan. It’s all done very well. I beamed with delight, stroked Pablo, then the faux fur had to come off, as Katie grabbed me a water and she showed me around the office. 🙂

As soon as you walked into the office…which seemed busy, there’s a warmness about it. There’s a love…and there’s an energy. Even from first moment when Katie greeted me, there was a magic. I was guided through, with my faux fur in my arms, in my heels, on their wooden floors, through the most creative office that I have ever seen, being shown each department and being told what each of them do.

It was actually hilariously because I have literally STALKED this world, these people, this Vlog like my life has depended on it. 🙂 So seeing all these faces that I already kinda knew was SURREAL. I couldn’t stop squeaking and wittering on about how star struck I felt. Everything was filled with ‘Oh my GODS‘ AND Wunna *shock* faces, with happy girl screeches and lots of ‘I’m so sorry, i’m literally the biggest stalky fan ever.’

I certainly must have looked like an over eyelashed, Oriental…tool, but I didn’t care because I was doing ‘being a tool’  in the best world ever. 🙂 I was on Planet Social Chain.

What i did notice, during my walk around is that EVERYONE was working. No one was really ‘tossing it off’…everyone seemed to not only be knuckling down and getting on with it…but at the same time CHOOSING to knuckle down and get on with it….HAPPILY. (For some reason, I thought they’d all be going wild and just doing whatever they wanted to do? Maybe because  in MY HEAD, if the only rule was ‘Don’t Die’ ..and that IS their only office rule…I’d probably be up to mischief.) But they were working…hard…and loving it….AND NOT REMOTELY PHASED by me randomly sauntering through the office. They sort of acknowledged me like was a member of their team with a ‘Hi! How are you?…Like they’ve known me forever.  The most naturally FRIENDLY team I’ve been around. There’s nothing fake or unauthentic about them. They’re all really different from one another…they’re certainly a well formed team….they’re young…and they’re busy.

There was a calm, casual, swirl to the office, where each department and each room were living their own version of Social Chain and after I waved at a few people, said ‘Hi’ and took a look around, Katie & I both sat in a pod like booth and chattered, as we waited for Steve…who was finishing up a meeting.

I was chatting to Katie like we were ‘besties’ and I noticed that she’s really great at what she does, she’s casually savvy at it. She knows the team well, Steve well and sees the big overall picture. She knows exactly how she wants the brand to travel, moving forward..and she doesn’t talk shite…she’s genuine, she laughs a lot. she lets me take the piss out of myself…joins in…lol..and makes you feel comfy. Out of all the brand managers that I’ve met, she’s the most authentic…and I know lots…infact…I used to be one…

Then Steve pops out of nowhere. By this time I already felt so at home…that I wasn’t even terrified anymore. (I will tell you that I was terrified, in my taxi, en route to the office. I don’t even know why? Must be the ‘hanging with your favourite human’ thing. 😉 )

He’s all friendly, say’s ‘Hi’ and is a mixture of warm and fun, with a mature confidence. He sits in the booth with us and chatters. Really easy to chat to. Someone who is expressive, yet at the same seems to be thinking constantly. Like his mind seems to be constantly moving, as he sits with you. He’s witty, he’s funny, yet a bizarre balance of loud and quiet. He interacts with his staff lovingly. (Wait that sounds naughty? Lol. 🙂 )

Basically, we were having this conversation, and both Katie and Steve where telling me how he’s SO emotionally invested with each person that works at Social Chain. If someones broken up with their boyfriend and crying at their desk…he’s there and see’s it as his problem….He actually cares…But really….And what CEO do YOU KNOW that actually give any shits about each team member personally? I can’t name any?? What I got from him was that he just understands life, understands people…understands how to bring the best out of a person…and doesn’t sweat the small stuff. Hes not an idiot.

I mean when you have a team that is filled with young 20 somethings. I am absolutely positive that numerous ‘dramas’ can occur at any point, it’s part of BEING a  20 something, isn’t it? I was an ‘all over the place‘ 20 something in LA. I would’ve loved to have had a boss like Steve. (Infact, my boss wasn’t too bad…But he couldn’t have made much impact because I can’t remember his name? Lol. Bill? Ben? Fuck Knows. I did get asked to leave. 🙂 )

Yet even though Steve himself is young, he’s so ‘together.’ He’s calm. He doesn’t fly off the handle. He’s sort of an emotional fatherly figure to his Social Chain clan. He holds it all together. He knows ALL that is going on within every staff member. They’re all really close. They all go out together at the weekends and everything. It’s definitely the best team  that I’ve witnessed and that’s what makes them work well…successfully. I mean God, they work hard, but they let loose on a Friday. They reward themselves for hard work.

Me: ‘Are you shy?’

‘Noo…I’m not shy. I’m sort of in the middle. I’m pretty confident.’

(He’s like I am. I’m the most confident, shy human you will ever meet. 🙂 )

I was actually shocked at how mature he is for his age. I’m loads of years older than him…and with a very apparent streak of immaturity. He’s younger than I, but extremely wise. Yet he’s not dull with it. I hate dull, with it. He’s warm but savvy. So when he’s talking to you, he’s open, he’ll sit back, he stretches his arm up against the back wall…he’s talk freely. Then he has moments where he’ll be quiet and look away or down. He checks his phone to make sure he’s still on schedule…which is good…but I noticed that whenever anyone walked passed the booth, he looked. So, he’s never oblivious to his surroundings. He’s aware of what’s going on around him.

What I also noticed is that HE’S BUFF. Like I don’t know if he’s been going to the gym everyday or not? BUT it certainly seems like he is. He’s all tall and broad shouldered. More than you’d think. I was impressed. Surely there’s not a guy who’s kind natured, successful, stylish, hard working, driven, fun AND HOT?

Me: ‘So do all the girls fancy you and all the guys what advice from you and to be you?’

‘Loads of people want business advice or for me to mentor them. Almost too many people for us to keep up with…but no, I don’t think a loads of girls fancy me, do they?’

Katie: ‘Currently more girls are watching the Vlog than guys…and it was definitely the other way around before.’

Yet the good thing about this Vlog is that he has such a diverse audience. Everyone is watching it. It’s a show. Be you a Mum, a girl, a guy…It’s a great balance of work life, with guy banter, with the additional savvy chick in place. It’s a great story to watch develop. I’m hooked. But you know that, as I go on about it so much. The way I see it, he ALREADY has the guys on his side…They want to be him, they want to work with him, for him…The girls…will again follow suit, as they’ll feel all inspired by him,  know he’s successful…and will ofcourse either way…totally fancy him.

After meeting him. I totally fancy Steve. (And I never fancy anyone.)

Anyway..we were all sat in the booth, laughing away, talking about work, fun, looking through messages, taking the piss out of each other. We talked about life, I found out that he doesn’t like people who don’t spell things appropriately. Lol. Katie prefers short sharp messages, to really long winded ones. To be fair…we all have our space in Cyberland. I’m a blogger. It’s doing well. 🙂 He’s a Vlogger. It’s doing well. We’re on similar Cyberland ground, with completely alternate patches. He runs Social Chain and gets gifts to his desk everyday…I just totter about Wunna Land, with my shit love life and get an inbox full of *privates* from strangers.

Katie: ‘He’s really good at thinking on his feet…’

Steve: ‘I’m not really too shaken by what people think of me…’

Me: ‘You really should’ve kicked that Vice Girl. 🙂 ‘

Katie: ‘I’ve sometimes gone up to Steve with important things to tell him and he’s hidden or pretended to be on his phone, just so he doesn’t have to talk to me! Lol’

Steve: ‘I’m not really bothered by the whole red carpet scene..it’s boring after a while..’

Me: ‘I can’t believe that guys trying to out Superfan me…lol’

Steve: ‘I’ve noticed that the smallest things can make people so happy. It’s strange as I don’t see meeting me as such a big deal? But people seem to want to..?’

The whole ‘pop in’ was great! Kinda like being at a quiet corner booth at a bar. Doddz was there filming…He films all day, every day. But it all felt really easy. They’re used to having a camera there constantly now, that it’s invisible to them…and cameras never bother me…I’m a natural . 😉 Haha!

As I was sat in the booth, all these characters that I watch every night in the Vlog, kept casually walking by me and each time they did, I just couldn’t help but stop in utter amazement and be star struck like a weirdo. LOL. They’re cyber stars and they don’t even KNOW IT.  I knew ALL OF THEM, from each episode. Lol. And like I said, it was SO overwhelming because I’d be chatting about one of them and then they’d JUST APPEAR out of nowhere. It was madness…or in my words…

‘I can’t take this…it’s like a Trippy Disneyland.’

Anyway, after an hour or so…my time was UP and they all had to get back to business and shoot off to their next meetings! I get all that, it’s how it is….and I love it. The energy changes immediately and it all smashes right back into action. And just like that, after quick hugs,  a picture and an ‘I’m sure i’ll see you again’…He vanished in a magical puff of smoke. (Well just walked to a do a phone meeting, in another part of the office. Lol.)

‘Can i go down the slide..?’

Katie: ‘Really? In Heels? Lol’

So the ever lovely Katie showed me around the bits of the office that i hadn’t seen. I saw people laid in sleeping pods, working away on laptops..right above the booth we were sat in. Another group were in a big brand meeting surrounded by Flamingo wall paper. Steve was taking a call in a cosy log cabin’ type room. (Which is my favourite…everyone knows that I find my best peace in the forest.) The whole office is like an adventure. Anything can happen and everything does…

Then poor Katie had to hold my flipping faux fur and handbag as i climbed up some stairs and shot down the slide into a blue and white ball pool. 🙂

As I left, I chatted to Katie a lot more…as we talked about my work , where I was headed and the stuff I was doing and she gave me advice, which I couldn’t appreciate more. They’re definitely a company that I would want to work with…I want to be on Team Social Chain. When you leave that office, you realize how special they’ve made you feel…and that’s a talent in itself. I mean they should even open their own Talent Agency sector, where they represent Cyberlands most popular Social Stars…because no one would do it better than them. They’d rinse it.

It was literally the best Monday that I have had in 2017 so far…

But hey…

Why not watch it…;)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’m headed to Social Chain today :)

Wake up! It’s Monday! HURRAH.

Congrats to those of you who took the time to be bothered to get up, get dressed and get your sexy selves to work. You deserve boobie winks for that. (Have no clue what they are?) Bottom line…Without self motivation, you don’t have shit. Well done!

THIS MONDAY, I am the MOST EXCITED that I could EVER BE!! *Happy Dance here.*

And yes, I’m harping on about motivation, and getting a ‘move on,‘ HOWEVER i’m still sat in bra and knickers, with bouncy freshly rollered hair and a pink laptop on my knees….typing away. 🙂 But whatever, i’ve been up since six o clock doing my eye makeup and dressing the children for school. Lol. That alone is a days work.

The best thing about today, is that I DON’T have that shitty Monday morning feeling, I am bubbled over with ‘joie de vivre.’ I could even have a morning Mimosa and do *can can* kicks, if I could find the right music. 🙂 When things make you excited, you are on the right track. Everything is about how something makes you FEEL. Excitement…great feeling.

Today, I am headed to Manchester. I’m actually going to be in Manchester both Monday AND Tuesday, so i’ll be blowing *air kisses* to Yorkshire, as my train leaves the platform for now. I feel rested. I feel glammy…and yeah i’m feeling a bit chubby too, but i don’t care, as I’ve Skinny Tanned…so that helps right. 😉 Everyone is messaging me about wanting a waist trainer. Do it. Love it. Don’t have a ‘filth drawer,’ is my answer to you all. I mean what is sexier than CORSET TRAINING.

But cut all the crap…TODAY… I…. (yes, little glamour puss extraordinaire) HEAD DOWN TO SOCIAL CHAIN in Manchester! I KNOW! How exciting! I could *pop.* (As in ‘burst’ and not as in ‘sing you A1 tracks’ from the 90’s.)

Over the last couple months i’ve talked how much I LOVE Steve Bartlett and his Vlogs. He’s my favourite human. I send out that message ALL THE TIME. I’ve watch his Vlog develop. I’ve been hooked. I’ve watched them on appearances. I’ve watched them in bed. On the loo. I’ve made other people watch them in bars. Lol It’s the kind of Vlog,  (like this blog, ) that you accidentally discover…like treasure. You can come across it at any point of your life journey and when you do….you kinda get hooked and find yourself *tapping* into it all the time. The company & his merry self are pretty much on the route to stardom…

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They’ve been on the cover of The Times, filmed for HBO & Vice, Bartlett’s tinkered on a Power List…all sorts… I once Tweeted him, in my orange fox onesie and asked to head on down…(that sounds rude 🙂 ) ….He went with ‘yep,’ and well at 3pm, i’ll be tapping on their door.

This whole Steven Bartlett, Social Chain thing is popular, isn’t it? Everyone seems to be nattering about it. It seems sexy. It seems cool. I’ve actually known that I would be going now… for about a month… I’ve been listening to what people say about the Vlog, reading what they’re writing about it…and i’m smiling…as it’s clever, it’s fun…it’s pretty much a show. It IS a show.

I’m a massive fan of the of it all…the company, the people, the characters, the office…Steve….the slide…the bar…the dogs….their work….THE WHOLE KITTY SHABAM…..so my frillies are in an utter TWIST! I cannot wait!

‘Chrissie don’t wear that….you look like you’ve just walked onto the Vegas strip and not someones office…Lol.’

Mel: ‘Does he do rants? I’m sure I watched a Donald Trump rant on my newsfeed once and then nudged my friend and said that’s who Chrissie watches..’

I guess everything is like a sexy game of Chinese Whispers.

‘I wondered if they’ve actually read your blog’

‘Are you going out afterwards?’

‘The poor sods, don’t even know what they’ve let themselves in for!’

Basically, I’m *tapping* into THEIR world, THEIR Monday and TO ME, it’s so utterly SURREAL because what is MORE BIZARRE than watching a place and a bunch of people..literally every day, without them knowing…and then waking up one Monday morning and finding yourself *zapped* into that exact world. Crazy shit!

OOh! I’ve just got a message from Mel. She sent me a lovely one the other night, as I guess you’d never put us together as people who would end up being close friends…We’ve even shocked ourselves…Lol. But we’re ended up being close and I’ve found that we’re more similar than you’d think. But yes, she told me she ‘loved me.’ :) 🙂 Made me beam!

HAHAHAHAH! Wait!

This message is wishing me well for today and then all about blowjobs!

HAHAHAHA! I LOVE MEL.

Anyway…I’ll be Tweeting, Facebooking and Snapchatting everything and tomorrow there will be a big old blog on it all. So…keep up and add me to everything. Lol.

They’ve already made my Monday better…so hey….

Chick friend:

‘It can only go downhill from here..Hahahah!

WHAT A BITCH.

HAHAHAHA!

(That laugh was fake. 🙂 )

Ps: If you’re so behind on everything and don’t know what I’m talking about…Today you need to make it your mission to find out what Social Chain are…and who Steven Bartlett is….

Happy Monday! x

Cue: Alexandra…..