That Moment Before Halloween Did Me Over ;)

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What a night! What a time! I’m talking about Saturday. It’s now Tuesday, and i’ve only just pulled myself together. If there was living and then there was L.I.V.I.N.G…this Halloween…I smashed it.

Right! Let’s go…

I have been the busiest kitten in all of the glitzy land and it’s not as easy on the old body, as it was when I was 20 something in Hollywood. That’s the truth. Yet, I’m so lucky. I’m enjoying it thoroughly and something tells me that I’m much BETTER at being a 30 something, than any other decade. It kinda suits me well, because i’m tougher now. I was even tough then. I was a confident , yet wild 20 something, moulded by LA life, as I tinkered a career in entertainment. I went through an awful lot. It hasn’t been easy.

That was the first time around…Things happened after that!

This time around I’m NOT 21, i’m 37. I’m wiser, I’ve learnt and things are always better, the second time around.

You take a better shot, because your soul is filled with the correct ingredients. Your life experience radiates and powers over and people open doors for you, with more respect and utter grace. I don’t just mean this in work, but also when it comes to love. Your second shot, is always much stronger, because you’re adjusted yourself and you know what you’re dealing with.

MMmmkay…

(I actually told a guy called ‘Nathan’ that things were better the second time around, as I ate a spinach and pear salad, whilst hungover at Gino’s, in Leeds. My favourite salad ever. I love salads with pears in. I love that I can walk into Gino’s and be treated with absolute love by the staff. I love that I can simply state that i’m so hungover and without me uttering another word, they baby me and know exactly what I need…Lol) 


Anyway. I don’t know how old, ‘Nathan’ was, but I reckon around fifty? He’d run a massive business, that set him in the high money stakes. Then he *ballsed* it all up, by going wild, leaving his wife and spending all this money, before almost going bankrupt.

Yipppeee!

He randomly told me that this was his second time around. (I don’t even know him at all?) But I assured him, that if he concentrated, and wanted it more than anything, y’know, did everything the right way….he would smash it.

Me: ‘It’ll be even bigger the next time around…’

It’s how life works. It’s not about what happens, it’s about the kinda human you are and how you handle that ‘what.’

Okay….

Things are changing for me and it’s a really wonderful feeling. I’m steady away and i’m doing okay. I’m not in a race for success. I love my present and i’m enjoying my time. I’ve got a long way to go. But I don’t look over my shoulder to see what or how everyone else is doing? I just stay focused on my own world, my own version of life and i’ll ‘hit’ my goals, when i’m meant to… Y’know, when life cuts me some slack. 😉

It’s important to refrain from comparing your current chapter to someone’s else’s chapter.

Anything can happen at any time! I’ve watched it and lived it.

Mum: ‘Career first, Chrissie. You can have anything or anyone you want, afterward. Don’t get distracted. I believe in you.’

I’d sailed off a very busy week of meetings, work and bustle. I was exhausted. I hadn’t been sleeping much. My mind wouldn’t let me. Last week, I met so many people. In fact that week, I did so SO much, that it kinda all feels like a blur.

I was still excited for the weekend though!

I woke up and the babies, ‘Ruby & Junior’ jumped on me in bed, with laughter and cuddles. They were bursting with joy! We made OUR Saturday morning, all about Ackworth Garden Centre, because they wanted to go fancy dress Pumpkin Carving, with Peppa Pig. and Mummy.

It was wonderful. It was wonderful because I TREASURE family time. I’m a real family girl, even though I have an independent soul. The moment I saw their faces light up with excitement, my heart was sold. I’m a softy. I love making people happy. It fills me with glee. I’m so proud of them. I’m so proud of how well they’re doing.

They’re literally my world.

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We giggled. We carved. We did Halloween. It’s times like that, when I love being a single mum. When there’s just us…doing life, because no idiots can distract us. Our bond is too strong. We’re so close. Nothing else matters when we’re together as a team.

BLISS….

But oh my gosh, I am so properly SHIT at carving pumpkins, because IN LIFE,  i’m not good at the niggly tasks, the little tedious bits, that you’d usually hire someone to do or have a husband for. Lol. I know that sounded LAME. But I am. I don’t have the patience for the niggly bits. Haha. Yet, on THAT day, I don’t know what happened to me? I did! I got on with it, because I was motivated by love. (It’s the key to success… 😉 )

Jenna: ‘Look at Wunna…’

Me: ‘I can’t do this sober. It’s like wrapping presents on Christmas Eve, you need to be tipsy.’

Let’s say, it was an achievement.

Anyway,

We had the most amazing family time…and that’s what I love about my life right now. It’s feels pretty balanced.

I actually feel like a really decent human and it’s so hard on me at times, when people (as in guys,) forget to see how lovely the ‘whole picture’ is and not just how great I might be in the ‘sack.’ I’d really appreciate a man, who appreciated me for the ‘whole picture,’ they don’t come around that often in my world…and i’m not saying that I don’t get attention. We all know I do.

But, every single time I look at a guy, after he makes his move and smoozes on in, I always think that he’s ONLY after one thing…and potentially nothing else…because that’s what always happens to me. I don’t think many guys have proved  to me, that I’m more than JUST THAT.

Don’t get me wrong, i’m a grown up girl. I love sex. I’m single. I’m okay. I’m happy. I do hope to find my one. I say that all the time. Yet, I don’t want to comprise my heart, or sell myself short . So being sexy and naughty and flirting is great! It’s part of being a grown up and certainly part of being a single 30 something. It’s hot and i’m sensual by nature.

I love it.

It’s sexy and I love a bit of ‘filth.’ Yet, if nothing more develops from it, other than ‘nookie’…and because i’m a girl, I kinda just think that it was ALL, a waste of my time?

Men don’t like to tell me or show me that I could be more to them than that….

I never know why?

Anyway, back to the story….

Where were we…Oh Yeah…PUMPKINS*Deep Breath*

I will tell you that, the last time I carved a pumpkin, was over a decade ago. It’s not my forte. It never has been. The last time it happened,  was out of force.

I was pissed, in West Hollywood, doing Tequila shots, dressed as a Playboy bunny, by a dining table. What I learnt is that, you should never ever carve pumpkins, stone cold sober, if you are a glamour puss. (And when I say ‘Glamour Puss’, I don’t mean a chick, who just wears too much lippy. It’s more of a manner than a look, to me.)  Do remember to  ALWAYS add tequila. Pumpkin carving is harder than you think…until you put ya back into it.

I actually loved every minute. It made my babies smile. They just looked up at me, and wee’d themselves laughing, whilst shaking their heads, as I struggled in my ‘Little Mistress’ faux fur…

Ruby: ‘Look at Mum trying to cut out pumpkin eyes. She needs a wine. Haha…..’

Then we walked over to ‘Ego,’ (I’m actually blogging from ‘Ego’ now with a wine,) for pasta, salmon dill fishcakes and mocktails, before I grabbed all my stuff, tried on my Ann Summers Devil’s outfit, sipped a quick ‘get ready’ vino, kissed the babies ‘good bye.’

I then *blinked* and found myself on the train to Leeds City Centre.

I checked into Park Plaza…

I love checking into Park Plaza, simply because it’s easy, styish, comfy and SO WELL LOCATED. Nothing’s a bother. Plus, you can’t really beat being *slap bang* in the middle of the city centre. It’s a ‘dolly’ strut distance from EVERYTHING. It’s in the most perfect spot. I’ve stayed there a lot. I always try to stay there when I need to

I don’t know whether it’s just me? But I LOVE that moment when you check into a hotel, get through all the pleasantries..

Reception: ‘Good Afternoon, Miss Wunna….You’re on the 14th floor..’

Man at bar: ‘Hi, how are you? You’re stunning. Where are you going tonight?’

… and then you finally *whoosh* yourself up to the 14th floor, slide in, shut the door, turn on the lights, turn on the tunes and BOOM! BLISS! You’re there! You’re done….You chill and sip your wine, in peace. (But then Insta Story, the hell out of it all. Haha.)

Within moments of hair doing, face doing and wine sipping… I was here…

I felt so alive. I felt so fun. I usually hate Halloween. But this year I was excited. I don’t know why I was excited? It’s something that I don’t bother celebrating often.  I was just in a really good mood. So after a couple facetime calls, I was out!

(Well technically, I had to go find Aaron &Stephen the Paps, because they couldn’t find parking and didn’t know exactly where they were, for the Zanetti bash.)

Steve: ‘The Sat Nav, says it’s literally just around the corner…’

Aaron: ‘We’re parked outside this building…It says GVA on it?’

(Sends me a picture.)

So, being me, I walked up to find them…within the city streets of Leeds, at night…dressed in my slutty devils outfits…in stockings & horns. Haha.

Dude: ‘Are you not scared?’

Me: ‘No. I’ve lived. I’m not scared of a 2 minute walk, dressed like this. I’m more concerned that i’m COLD. I hate the cold. Lol’

I don’t think i’ve ever got hit on as much in my life!!??!

And the sad thing was, I was strutting through the streets, with my head held high, like I didn’t even know I was dressed like a slutty devil. I was like Beyonce….but shitter.

The funny thing was that, when I got into the lift on the 14th floor, it stopped at the 10th.  The doors open and a poor handsome guy, who was waiting to jump in, must have got the shock of his flipping life.

Imagine your lift doors opening and I’M THERE, laughing, dressed as Devil, with all my boobs pouring out and with a sequinned pokey stick, tapping against my thigh!

Hahahah.

Guy: ‘I can’t tell whether this is real or a prank? Lol’

Me: ‘I’m so sorry. Haha. Don’t feel awkward. It’s real.’

Guy: ‘No. No. I don’t feel awkward. You look beautiful! Where we going? Hell?’

Me: ‘Yeah…Probably…Haha..’

Guy: ‘Honestly….Where you off?’

Me: ‘Just some party. I’m actually going to find my friends..’

Guy: ‘What you doing afterward?’

Me: ‘I’m going to sleep…’

(This was our convo from the 10th floor to reception, in our lift.)

Anyway, I managed to find ‘The Boys,’ Aaron & Steve, snuggled warm in their Audi, on King Street. (A life of a pap is certainly rewarding, but must so hard. It was a freezing cold night and to think that they had travelled from city to city, having to wrap up warm like lil’ snuggly bears, to take pictures of celebs, whilst being stood outside in the cold for hours… is not easy.)

But they do it and they don’t even moan. Plus, it must be shit having me sat in the back of your car, poking you with a Devil’s stick, and moaning because I want booze.

They got ready to shoot, I stepped into a bar named ‘Box,’ just on the corner. I’ve never been there before, but fire eaters where outside and I knew that Tattu & Blackhouse wouldn’t let me in in Fancy Dress…so I headed in and it was fun.

It was actually filled with loads of people who were headed to Zanetti’s Halloween party…I ordered a wine, talked to a clown, Catwoman told me she thought I was ‘stunning’ then this business man, from down south, hit on me…and tried to make me stay with him for the night…

Me: ‘I’m going next door now..’

Guy: ‘What time are you done? Can I not give you my number. Call me afterward…’

Me: ‘I’ve godda go…’

I show up at Aspire, which is where the ‘Zanetti/Sleepin is Cheatin’ night was being held.  I check in with the boys…who were waiting outside, freezing cold, but camera ready…

Security are lovely to me, Amy (Zanetti’s PA) showed me straight in, a wrist band was strapped on me and I was guided upstairs to the VIP.

Then the night began….

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Boobie Pops, Adventures & Moderately Cunning Plans

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Life is to be LIVED, because you’re a LONG TIME dead and you hear people frisbee out the term ‘YOLO’ like Tequila in a Mexican brothel. Yet, after everything i’ve learnt, in my time so far, armed with my little bit of diary… I know that it is never ever the result that gives you complete happiness and that the journey and the memories you make, are the things that will actually make you BEAM….when you’re 82.

(The ‘Bush Story,‘ when I’m 82, will always be funny. It’ll always be hot, because it’ll always be alive. The ‘Cum Stain’ story in LA, which no one EVER let’s me forget..Haha…..at 82, will STILL be as tragic, yet even more hilarious.)

Don’t be afraid of adventure. Don’t be afraid to have a story. Don’t be afraid of anything.

It’s important that you embrace your story. Stop being dull. Go for the ‘adventures’ that life hands you over. The fun bits that just fill you with excitement and make your eyes smile. You may not be that lucky again and I’ll always say, that even though my life has been oddly ‘colourful.’ It took me away from Yorkshire and glittered me, all over the world.

I mean, SO MUCH has happened to me, that I only WISH you could peek into my head, or be a fly on the wall, during some of the most sketchiest moments EVER.

I’m not sure how I survived them. But  came out unscathed because I chose to be happy.

Yeah I’ve had my heart broken in numerous countries. Yet at the same time, I’ve fallen in love and laughed out loud, MORE TIMES, than any glamour puss, could ever wish for.

I’ve been really lucky, because I feel like i’ve done a lot and my soul is alive.

Be alive.

I managed to be exactly where I wanted to be, through hard work, charm, determination and my fingers crossed.

YOU ARE exactly where you’re meant to be, in life right now!

So if you’re happy? If you’re sad? If you’re tall… broken….successful…or stuck in a rut?  You’re MEANT to be there, right now. It’s for some random reason and you’ll definitely learnt why shortly. I’ve done it all before. Once all the elements of your life have been put into place….Just around the corner, I promise you, is ‘magic.’

I cannot even tell you how true that is!

I literally once had my giant leopard print luggage and an engagement ring THROWN out of a car, with me a following and a ‘Don’t come back sign‘ firmly in place…(lol) I was in my 20’s. I walked around the corner…with my luggage on wheels in tow..and a car pulled up to the curb.

I DID KNOW this person really well. He wasn’t a stranger. We were in LA. All he said was,

‘Jump in Lil’ Bit.’

It was like he knew where I was going to be, or what was going to happen? And when I did jump in…my life changed for the ABSOLUTE BETTER and FAST!! In fact was almost unbelievable.

So please do LIVE.

(Wait. My phones fucking pinging. One sec…)

Ugh. How annoying. It’s a guy I used to date DECADES ago, when I was 18, and he’s trying to tell me off for referring to him as ‘random.’ (Lol.)  Well, this is what he’s saying, because he’s now trying to re date me, which isn’t going to happen.

(It’s funny how when you’ve maybe done alright for yourself and you’ve grown up and got yourself a bit more pocket money, a little dab of tiny fame, a career that seems quite dazzling and you still look somewhat attractive…It’s funny how the exes that didn’t want to be with you, come running back as fast as they can. Yet, I guess, that’s what I like about me. The more powerful I feel, the better! Mwahahah!) 

Anyway, he’s saying this…

Guy: ‘Random! Who the fuck is RANDOM. We were together for FIVE years!’

It was ages ago. I don’t count that as a relationship because I was never in love at that point. I thought I was. I was a kid. I didn’t know what love was…I was sort of just going through the motions. Until I met the next guy, who was Mike, the actor…WHO I MARRIED. Fair enough, we’re divorced now. But, he was my first love and obviously… even now…there are times where I think about him because it was SUCH a chapter of my life. It’s when everything changed and success came. He was a guy who showed me how women should be treated….

But it was JUST a chapter…and like all good tales, the beat just goes on…

If that Chapter didn’t end….this whole ‘Chrissie Wunna’ thing would never EVER have happened. I would’ve been stuck doing the same old shit, with the same old people, with the same old life, for the same old years….

So I get it…

But a few years with the first boy and six years with Mike….(only 2 of those years were public and we WERE dating other people at the time, so we sort of kept something going, behind almost everyone’s back. Which I guess was bad. But ‘Yolo’ we couldn’t help it. So, if I added those two relationships up, it’d come to around 9 years…To me that doesn’t seem THAT LONG, when I hopefully have decades of life left to live.

So, I don’t know why the guy I dated when I was 18, in Yorkshire, is coming forward?

So much more has happened to me since then….

I was never scared to do anything, and I may have hurt people along the way or been hurt. But I’m still never afraid to enjoy anything, should I say. I have stories that will last a lifetime.

You’ve got one good shot at having the most fun, you could ever have and I hope to GOD, that you embrace that.

Right now, I’m having a REALLY different Summer, to any Summer I’ve ever had. I’ve felt really normal. I’m not sure how much I like that? Haha. But I’m having so much fun and hope the rest of 2018 delivers appropriately.

Last night was filled with laughter. It was a really great night and became with chills with Ian and Claire, by a dog named Frank.

Music came on…and it all turned wild.

I can’t even really tell you what happened, because not much did other than lots of ‘high fiving’ and good times? Why were we ‘high fiving’ so much? I hate ‘High fiving.’ Lol.

Dancing occurred. Singing at the top of voices echoed through. Drunk hugs and secret conversations littered the table.

Golfer Jonny taught me how to ‘Boobie Pop.’

WHO KNEW i COULD DO THAT!!!! I’M SO TALENTED! 🙂

Everyone stopped me to make sure I was okay? Lol. (I also appreciate all the messages I received. I cry once, blog about it and hundreds of people shimmie into my inbox with love. 🙂 Thank you, for that. You’re all kind. Much love in return.)

Then as always a PLAN was hatched.

My arm got pulled to one side for whispers.

KatyP: ‘Right…we’re going to try and make ************** happen.’

Me: ‘Really?’

KatyP: ‘Golfer Jonny is in charge of buying the next drink. You’re in charge of distracting Antony.’

(Antony’s foot, was the foot that was in my face when I woke up on Tuesday morning, after being the ‘little spoon’ to a piece of  lost gingerbread.)

Me: ‘I’m in charge of distracting you.’

Ant: ‘Well that’s not so bad for me, is it? Free drinks and you hanging out with me all night. Haha.’

He’s easily distracted and I enjoy those that just go with a plan. Things that are to hard to accomplish bore me.

Long story short, everyone (as always) got roped into the plan. Yet it all worked swimmingly, as I watched someone be lovingly *walked* out a pub, by the wrist…

‘I’m a little nervous..’

With a..

‘What? Everyone knows anyway!’

And that was the end of the night.

It was hot. I loved it. It was Girl Power at it’s finest. It was LIVING. It WAS life and more importantly didn’t involve ME, which meant it was ALL utter bliss.

I managed to STAY OUT OF TROUBLE…all the way home!! 

(Eww! But I saw Awful Ben at the pub last night, who I used to date years ago. I just hate him and we were stood at the bar at the same time, so I just did that really grown up thing that I do and IGNORED HIM. Lol)

All my chick friends: ‘I don’t know what you were thinking when you dated him!’

I guess, it’s part of the story. What a douche!

Anyway…

All i’m gonna say is that, whenever you wake up to a Whatsapp Group message that reads…

‘Team check. You all alive and okay?’

(The Group is labelled ‘Team Beer.’)

You know a ‘good time‘ has been had!

‘Pray for ****’

Right! I’m done now. It’s officially Sunday Funday!

I have two shoots, babies and influency things all week, so i’m excited!

I’m back on your telly shortly…and that’s my 2018 ‘Out of Summer’ plot twist.

Hope you have yours…

Chrissie,

Thank you for following my life. Thank you for tinkering through my ‘socials.’

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life, Sass and Naughty D’acampo…

I’m plate spinning and doing it sassy! Lots going on and yeah it can feel shit when you’re exhausted, but i’m lucky…and i’m happy because dolls…I got this ‘thang’ down now. One day…plate spinning won’t be as difficult 🙂 and when that day comes, I’m gonna kick off my sassy red heels, delicately pour myself a glamourous Aqua Riva Tequila (the purest tequila in the land..so pure that Coco Rocos actually TOLD ME whilst perched at a bar… and she created it, that it is the only tequila in the world that will not give you a hangover, because of it’s purity.The word ‘pure’ gives me a rash because it reminds me of virgins and GOD…yet, luckily when you shove Tequila on the end of it, it sort of becomes sexy. THANK FUCK.)

But yeah…I’m kicking off kitten heels and drinking pure TEQUILA and all that shit whilst I hold up my ‘Success Trophy’ and Google a Wunna Headline that reads that i’m worth ZILLIONS. 🙂

Anyway, I’ve been working hard…so hard that I passed out without realizing last night, in my full face, cuddling Baby Junior, as he clutched a boob after a burger. I need a Wunna office…a pink one with chandeliers…therefore I won’t have to dart across lands continuously…be a mother, a starlet, a worker and a champion all at once. I can sexily beckon people into my world and slide them a Prosecco as we talk creatively. I’ve noticed that i’m SUPER GREAT at creatively coming up with ways to market brands for other people…yet when it comes to me…I need someone to take that FABULOUS shit over.

I have THE BEST chick friends and the reason why I do is because the other day…well i knew already…but the other day I realized how ‘there for each other’ we are. We literally tell each other everything, EVERY DAY…300 days of the year…and let’s say, there was a moment the other day, where I asked for help because I needed them more than ever..and just like the Sassy Army of glamourousity that they are…and we’re all so open with each other…you should be jealous of my chick army…with a snap of their fingers,  a natter and a wink…it was sorted….I’d tell you what it was…but i’d get into trouble… so there. 🙂 I LOVE YOU GIRLS! They’re on my journey to ‘stardom’ with me, as weirdly it’s kinda only happened since they’ve come into my life…so they’ve watched everything develop, unfold and occur….right before their very eyes…and even though we all have very different lives and priorities…these girls have become my best friends.

YOU NEED AN ARMY LIKE THAT! One day, I’ll rope them all into working for me….We’ll wear heels and drink cocktails, Mel will scowl at people and Rachel with organise things in her headset.

(Our last conversation was about the cup size of our bra’s. Poor Webbo ..the guy in the office…had to sit through it and what Fairytale do a ‘I’m going to Monte Carlo‘ fashion show. She also said that she was going to have a sex toy party in her house and Mel switched it to a ‘candle party’ because she has too many toys. Lol)

‘Wow, this is role reversals…Fairytale is strutting about in red heels in her new house and wants a sex toy party and saucy Mel wants to buy candles…’

(The world must obviously be ending…grab yourself a life boat…it’s some kind of weird freaky life switch…. AND THERE’S NO GIN… Maybe i’ll switch with some goody shoed, quiet………..EWWWWWWWWW DULL….I can’t even type it.)

BUT WHAT THE FUCK! I HUNG OUT WITH GINO D’ACAMPO!

 

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Right, incase you all didn’t know, I am a huge fan of the Gino DAcampo restuarant chain. I wine and dine and chill there a lot. I went to the one in Leeds when it first opened, I loved it SO much that I wrote a blog about it…that blog was read by EVERYONE…to the point where it got sent around the staff the Head offices…you get the picture…everyone everywhere…(and I found it really funny, as it was sweary, cheeky and fun. It was authentic…it was very ME.) Long story short, I now have a Black Card for the chain and I’m a giant glamourous cheerleader for the brand… Simples. 😉

Tuesday….at Sheffield City Hall, I went to be part of Gino’s Live Show. I KNOW!!! As if!! I actally got lost on the way there and his perfect gentleman named Paul, who runs a record label, in his banana coloured shoes found me looking bewilidered and with a ..

‘Are you lost?’

Said,

‘I’m going passed that way, I’ll walk you there…’

Awww! How sweet! In that moment I was in love with Paul and his banana shoes. Kindness is sexy. He walked me all the way to the entrance…

‘I don’t know where the Stage Door is, but that’s the main entrance…What’s you blog?’

‘Chrissiewunna.com…Thank you so much. You’re my hero.’

And off he tinkered to do his own version of life! WHAT A LOVELY GUY! I need to bump into him again.

Anyway…I got to Gino…after winding through football hooligans and lines of people waiting outside City Hall to get a peek of the Italian Stallion. I was at and doing GINO LIVE.

If you didn’t know he’s currently on tour…and well…what a better way to promote a restaurant right, 😉 as he opens one shortly in every single place that hes touring! I love it! 😉

BUT WHAT A NIGHT! IT WAS SURREAL. The night was so great that I haven’t even absorbed it all in order to deliver it to you effectively! So without telling you everything…I’ll tell you bits. The rest will probably come out in other blogs, as I remember, as it is almost as if it wasn’t even real. As if i did Gino Live!

THAT GUY IS A STAR and I find him really inspirational. (The ‘Big Dude’ up above keeps plonking really inspirational people in my path right now..I have no clue why, but they’re circling me. Lol)

Anyway, I’m dead lucky, so before all the show started at 8pm I was with him all ‘behind the scenes’ backstage. We were on a stage and as I stepped forward to greet him with a…

‘It’s so lovely to meet you…’

He paused, looked at me with a warm serenity…and with smile and with gentle yet very direct eye contact, which means he’s pretty confident, shook my hand like he had known me for 100 years, there was sort of a ‘Daddy Vibe’ to him./a family Italiam warmth…and with a cuddle and pose for pictures  he said..

‘No…it’s really great to meet YOU…’

So, the show itself was wild and fun, tongue in cheek, filled to the brim with happy faces, there was madness, life, rudeness, comedy, laughter, love and an entire theatre packed to the brim with an energy that you couldn’t even buy. It was filled with SOUL. The place was wild yet so intimate.He created a bubble, an intimacy, that drew you into him like you were his best friend and not a fan, sat in a theatre. I watched everyone’s face, as I scanned the room. He even let any member of audience ask him any question throughout the whole show.

He’s a cheeky, naughty, sassy, sexy, tell it how it is, sweary, fun loving Italian show man. WHAT COULD BE BETTER. But he’s so down to earth and warm, get’s away with murder…I mean fuck, he fake snogged a granny, told one guy he was shit because he was ginger and would never get laid, said he’d eaten a ‘lot of fish’ in his time’ and laughed about it all the way…He pretend kissed girls because he ‘could,’ smashed open pasta on people’s bottoms, drank wine called ‘CUNTO’ and sang songs about how how much he loved his Mother. Lol.

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It was the most witty and entertaining time ever…Yet with all this…I told you there was a warmth, an appreciation for the people that showed up to watch his show, he was GENUINELY grateful, he told me…and with soul in his heart and a twinkle in his eyes…he gushed about how much he loved his wife…

‘I’ve been married to her for fifteen years now…She’s amazing. I couldn’t be with another woman, because no other woman would marry someone like me. She’s the most patient and loving woman in the world…We understand my role and she understands her role in our relationship…and that’s why it works…I love her.. If I was her i would ditched me 20 years ago.’

Swoon! I want a dude to say that about ME! Even if they don’t mean it. Say it, to me NOW! Say it! Say it!

Anyway, I’m in a rush because i’ve got to head to work…and i’m sat in my bra and no pants writing this on my bed…and i have Ruby to get sorted for school…

You should be inspired by Gino because he’s a guy that hasn’t had it easy, yet fucked that with a ‘Yeeehaa’ and made something of himself. He’s worth millions now, after being a 21 year old waiter who went around breaking into people’s houses. It changed his life…because he pulled himself together DID IT the right way! I love that! Everyone needs a story.

But he’s some Gino Trivia, that I found out before the show…

His real middle name is actually ‘SHEFFIELD.’ His favourite number is 71. His favourite place in the world is Sardinia. The most famous person he has ever met is Luciano Pavarotti.. If he wasn’t a chef, he’d be a Dentist. The thought of being an accountant bores him…He doesn’t support any football team…he supports his wife and kids…He doesn’t love the French. He’s outspoken. He’s lovable.

He is someone that looks as though he has a lot more to achieve. He ambitious…he’s going for it…and even though he’s already on top of his game…he’s got so much more that he wants to trophy! He is the most authentic personal brand that I have ever met. No one is like this guy and he keeps it real…He’s got his niche DOWN, yet certainly knows what he’s doing. But he’ll go for it and that is what LIFE IS ABOUT. What makes him a great personal brand because he has LIVED. (Like Moi.) You can’t fuck with the bastards that have lived, as we can do personal branding like superstars. 🙂 We’re smeared in raw love, openess, charm and swinery.

Shit, i’ve got to dash…Tell you more about it later.

If you haven’t seen the show…You MUST! There’s still some tour dates left!

If you have a Gino’s near you…GET YOURSELF A PROSECCO THERE. It’s my favourite place in Leeds.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I Should Own Theme Parks…

Holy Moly! Hope you’ve had your version of the perfect Sunday. If you’ve woken with the worst hangover on Earth, or steadily made your way to church? If you’ve treated yourself to a hard work week lay in? Or if you’ve looked to your right and had to roll some dude or chick out of your sheets, because beer goggles got the better of you…? 🙂 Maybe you just shopped or went to gym? Either way, thank you so much for *tapping* into Wunna land and no matter what you ended up doing, know that that was what you were supposed to end up dong, I guess?

I got up at the *crack* of dawn. I swear cockerels could’ve crowed. Early Birds sang at my cloudy windows. Wunna land switch the *on* button on at soon as daylight began to peek through into Sunday and my Mum, my Dad, my brother, Ruby, Junior and I..all showered, glammed and dressed ourselves for a day out at Sundown Adventure Land, in Retford. Is it in Retford? I’ve been as a child before it spread it wings and developed into a childs theme park and OH MY GOD, let me tell you…I have happy kids, they are the happiest kids in all the land, BUT I HAVE NEVER, seen them AS HAPPY, as they were today at Sundown Adventure land.

It has just reopened for the season, Ruby chose to celebrated her birthday there with her family and honestly, if you have children under the age of 10…(and I have two) it is THE BEST LITTLE HAPPY PLACE to adventure them to. It was AMAZING! WHAT A SWIRL! Just seeing their faces burst with this overwhelming excitement *shocked* me. I had to fast totter behind them in thigh high heeled boots, this giant white faux fur, and skinny jeans pissing myself because I couldn’t catch up! My entire family of Orientals had to *tag team* these kids like a game of British Bull Dogs…on tequila.

So, I guess..’The Wunna Babies,‘ is a thing now? As i’ve noticed that I have an inbox filled with ‘come play with my brand’ requests for ME…Yet now…there are teeny tiny dashings of…‘We’d like to offer Ruby & Junior…’

So before anything THANK YOU SUNDOWN ADVENTURE LAND FOR HAVING US. The most amazing time, with the most amazing staff, service and childhood memory magic. You made my little giblets smile. I’ll probably not do it in heels next time. 😉

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Today…I was nothing but MUM…and Oh Lord….before noon, I had swung on monkey bars, gone on a Robin Hood horse journies, been shot at in the Wild Wild West by cowboys (the last cowboys I met in Wunna land were strippers, so obviously, this was an odd change ;). ) I had crept through a witches caven and controlled their evil Tom Foolery, had fudge….lived Christmas again on their sleigh ride, gone on some Gold Diggers (no jokes 🙂 ) western rollercoaster train, flown on pigs with The Angry Birds, danced in Liquorice labs in Lollipop castles…chilled for some time on the sand in Captains Cove, had tea at Goldilocks’ house in Storybook land…Met the Three Little Pigs, fell off the wall with Humpty, followed the Yellow Brick Road, tinkered in Toy Town, let the kids ‘drive me for wine’ in a tractor and loved every single WAKING MINUTE OF IT. The wind was in our hair, life was all around us and we loved it. We sort of felt life today.

The day ended with Ruby asking if I could buy the entire place, so she could live in it forever. IF ONLY. If Dolly Parton an have a Mini Theme park, I can have a Wunna Land. It’d be ace. I could name the worlds after my favourite cocktails. 🙂 The ‘Prosecco Log Flume.’ (There’s no point to it, you just get to float around in diamond encrusted glasses, smash down the bottom of the flume and land in Prosecco. Lol. My ‘Tequila Slammer’ ride would be great. You just have a lick of salt, shoot a wormy tequila, go on the ride that just *shakes you inappropriately* until you’re ill and then suck the lime once done. 🙂 *DaaaDaaaaaaaaaaaa!*  My stop offs would be massage parlours, pap shoots and contour lounges. Let’s call the Disney Clan and tell them to shut down immediately, as they’ve no chance once I open.

We’ve honestly had THE BEST FAMILY DAY EVER. Infact, so great, that we all passed out in the back of the car….aaaaall the waaaay home. 🙂

Hope you venture to Sundown, as The Wunna Babies and I will be spending a lot more time there this year! 🙂

However, if you think my Sunday *pauses* here… you’d be wrong. You have another blog coming this evening…as I’m about to get everything ready to shimmie down to Manchester tomorrow, as I will be taking a cheeky, peeky into the world that we know as The Social Chain.

 

Motivation, Drive & Sambuca Shots

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Made phone calls from my Manchester hotel suite, on the upper level on my room, naked, yet cuddled up in thick white duvets and surrounded by burnt orange cushions and brick walling, over looking a wooden spiral staircase. Set my phone alarm to ‘early o clock,’ tried to keep quiet as that annoying drunk guy was in the suite next door. I only knew that because he was boasting about how he was in one of the BEST SUITES of the hotel, on the BEST FLOOR. I said nothing, but i was in the one next door. (So there you go ‘Pimp Daddio.’ Wunna land rocks.)

I wouldn’t have really minded him if he wasn’t such a douche. I mean, i’m the most friendly human. I’ll chat. And he was someone who although insecure, did actually want to achieve.

‘I want to own Manchester. But do it the dodgy way!’ (I don’t know what that means?)

However, i do know that you don’t EVER poor your sambuca shot in my cocktail. HAHAH. I’m still not over that yet, am I? Based on that and the the array of bad manners  displayed…I stiletto’d away from his life path, making sure that it didn’t entangle with mine. I must have taken a wrong turn. I could swear it was the roof terrace bar?)

But yes, a guy who wanted to succeed and i know all about drive and ambition and the will to want to succeed. It glitters through my system like gold. I’m a grafter, delicately whirled in eyes from the orient, heels and a sparkly wink. I’ve  experienced and achieved SO much, i’ve lived, loved, worked with some GREATS, been homeless, had richer than riches and been dead normal. I’ve done all paths. I’m a single mum of two and i work every hour that I can, whilst keeping a happy home and slamming money in that bank account and whilst making a name for myself and accidentally building an empire.  Hollywood. I lived in the hardest city to survive in for ‘want’ and i graduated it, on my level, with flying colours,  a few bits of heart break and the best Tequila dance moves. So i might look like some dizzy little girl sat at a bar with her pink french martini…but that dizzy little girl is thirty five and she has LIVED and is about to go for it mega time.

I listened to him talk all about ‘want’ for a good 20 minutes and it was in that 20 minutes that I saw him. He was young and he was naive and had not one inch of ‘umph’ that i think people need in order to succeed and only because of his lack of ‘brain using.’ He reeled it off like a spiel from a movie, like he didn’t even know what he was saying. He was a 20 year old boy that needed someone to tell him that he could do it, if he tried. He needed to feel of worth. And although i think he’s a drunky douche, I hope i bump into him 7 years from now and see how greatly he’s developed as a human. If i don’t…I wouldn’t be too bothered. 🙂 Don’t pour sambuca into my cocktail.

As if i’ve got that distracted.

Woke up at the crack of dawn, got ready in a jiffy, sort of missed home in a weird way and jumped into a cab (when it still looked like night time) at around six o clock in the morning. I found a good luck charm in my handbag that Ruby (my biggest) had made me for good luck. It was meant to be Rudolph but his nose had fallen off. I loved ever inch of it and held it all the way to Piccadilly.

The awesome thing about that time was the simple fact that the train station was filled with grafters. People who had been up since five o clock in the morning, to travel to work on time. Busy people. Calm people. Stressed people. All tottering around, almost peacefully as the morning skies were still dark. These were the money makers. One with a laptop, another who worked at a store, another who said she was a cleaner….all on their own line of graft. I kinda felt comfortable,

Got on my train, was messaging with ‘Eton Mess’ or the majority of the time that I  traveled back to Pontefract. I got there in a jiffy, stepped out of my ‘at the other end’ cab, it was now a bright, crisp Friday morning…and as i was greeted by a colleague, who as walking up just at the same time, i headed straight back into work….early! 🙂

The weekend with the children has been nothing short of AMAZING. I had them both in my bed Friday night and as I went to sleep with Juniors head wedged onto my shoulder…i kinda just felt WHOLE, like they were the only things that mattered to me, in this entire world. I’m really lucky.

My path is fun and positive and so well balanced these days that it makes me as a human feel radiant, bubbling with love and understanding. I ‘want’ but i still know what matters and well let me tell you,  you can really do both. You can do ANYTHING and the people that love you, will support you through it, taking away drama and not adding stress. They’ll wait for you until the end of the earth and back, to make sure that you get to where you want to be.

Everyone thinks that because i’m single and I always have a shitty love life  and i’ve been married and divorced a jolly bunch of times and I’ve maybe picked not so ideal partners in my past, that I may know what love is. But I DO. I know exactly what i want. I’m not that silly. After years of selling myself short, I’m in a place now, where i can sort of ‘hold out’ for the one. I feel loved. I experience it every single day with my babies and even though people claim it’s not, to me it’s the same kind of feeling as having a partner…as whoever i end up with, will become part of my family, or we will become part of his.

The reason why i told you the story of the drunk guy, wasn’t to make him sound like a douche. (Even though that night he was one.) It was to let you know that no matter where you are in your own version of life right now, anything can happen. If you feel the same as that guy, know that the less you chat and the more you place things in line, to get where you want to be, the more you will benefit. I was tired of hearing ‘my Mum owns this../my Aunty owns that.’ What about you? What do you do? What do you want?

I don’t come from a bad to do family…they’ve done pretty goddamn well. But i was the kid who broke away from the comfort of it all to seek my own adventure…and now i write it out for you daily…and it seems that it’s going to serve me well. 😉

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Leeds Lifestyle Awards: Part Deux

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So, the Awards began and straight away ‘Bam’ everything turned glitzy, live and ‘behind the scenes’ serious, we could see all that was going on within the main room, yet also watch what the viewers could see on the Made in Leeds LIVE broadcast!

I was sat next to The ‘House of Solo’ Magazine creator, another blogger ‘Kellie Dawson’ who had green hair and had brought a friend named ‘Lucy.’ Refreshing, funny and gobby. I loved her. And she fancied the ‘Barber’ guys who were nominated for an award…We stalked to see which table they were sat at for her…and luckily enough they were sat at the The Maven & La Bottega Milanese owner’s table…which made peeking easy. I also had Ruth Whiteley, who was on The Apprentice at my table, with her stunning blond bestie and they have a top secret, skin care product coming out shortly, that i can’t wait to try out.

Announcements we’re being made, drinks were going down a treat, giggles, selfies, presenting and winners were being spotlighted! It was a super *buzzy* feeling, as everything got really cheery and applaudy and celebs handed out awards to the best business owners that our city of Leeds had to offer. Achievement makes you feel good and it’s also highly contagious.

The awesome thing about award ceremonies is that you can ‘swan’ about. So on TV it always looks as though everyone is sat politely nodding and gracefully wine sipping, yet really everyone is ‘in and out’ downing cocktails, having a laugh, chatting to others, smoozing with eye candy, getting to know the people around them and as the crew and production team, in this case the Made in Leeds folk, are rushing around with clipboards, cameras and schedules making sure that all the right people are in all the right places, that filming is going correctly and that the show is nothing short of amazing..and they were good at it! They made me feel really welcome.

After the first award (and a bunch of selfie taking and texting…I messaged ‘Eton Mess’ and was asked about him loads) i dashed outside for a bit of ‘rec carpet’ air. Bumped into the owners of The Mustard Pot, who were hoping to win ‘Best Pub’ and chatted with a guy, who is a new presenter for Made in Leeds. I forgot to ask him his name, but he was quite Russell Brand esque, and had what he referred to as a ‘matching mermaid’ shirt on.

‘What’s that you’ve got? A Vaper?’

‘Yeah, I’m not smoking?’

‘Are you drinking?’

‘No, i’m doing that Sober October thing…nice and boring, then i’m going home to my wife. But hey we have matching mermaid outfits. You want some?’ *Pushes vape towards me*

(By now, i was already pissing myself because his voice was ace and he was unconventional and witty.)

‘What flavour is it?’

‘Punch..’

‘That is SO camp, hahaha, i love it!’

‘CAMP! I’TS PUNCH. What? Just because i didn’t say Carlsberg Flavour…and anyway what is it that you do again…?’

Great guy. I wish i knew his name? We rushed back inside to go back on air for the next award, from the chandlier draped, red carpet, under the Leeds night stars, to the main room where we were immediately plunged back into a dark, magical and exciting, buzz of affairs.

News presenter Mark Levine was on stage with my good friend ex pro sportsman Alex Simmons and i started downing wine, as adventure had got the better of me, i love a good old knees up of me and…we love it when that happens! I’m fun loving my nature, so i’m literally the BEST human to have at any event. 🙂 In LA i’d get invited to EVERYTHING, simply so the next morning they could hear my take of the whole ‘doo daa.’ People kept giving me wine, running over to take selfies with me and filming me drink things fast for kicks. It was a blast! Hahaha. I did notice lots of sexual tension in the room. Everyone in Leeds is a fittie. There were tons of naughty sideway glances from table to table…and that’s what turns an event from ‘yeah good’ to DELICIOUS! In Yorkshire, we don’t play! 🙂 Everyone goes for it! 🙂

Anyway, AWARD WINNERS EVERYWHERE, COMING FAST AND PLENTY and the crowd was young, fun, on the booze and alive.  It was fabulous, as surely nothing is better than feeling super nervous, drinking loads and then suddenly in a mental slow motion haze, hearing your business being called out as a WINNER and going up to collect your trophy from a glitzy celeb, in a euphoric state of ‘live broadcast’ yeehaa, as everyone cheers and claps at how awesome you are! Lol.That’s a much better Wednesday night in Yorkshire, than being sat at home, in ya pants, trumping to background telly noise, with a cuppa tea.

Sexy Nino smashed it and The Maven won BEST COCKTAIL BAR! La Bottega Milanese smashed it and WON BEST COFFEE SHOP…I saw them after THE WINNING and ran up to them madly for hugs, kisses, pictures and selfies with their trophies! Love those boys! There’s a cool swiggedy edge about them.And the ever so glammy ‘Apprentice’ Ruth Whiteley’ had handed out one of their awards.

Jack Schneider (owner of Accent Clothing) smashed it and won BEST INDEPENDENT RETAILER. There’s a styley ‘posh boy’ vibe to Jack…and i got to chat to him later on the dance floor, for hugs and well dones! 

Everything was great, the whole place was alive and the ‘live broadcast’ and awards had come to an end, cameras went down, the buzz kept going and we did what we in Leeds do best and that is drink shit loads of cocktails, flirt and party with each other!! *Yeeah baby.*

ALL of us, the winners, the celebs, the crew, the everyone, chinned up, let loose, let the DJ hit up some tunes and we turned The Royal Armouries into a club! 🙂

Being a lifestyle blogger, i’ll have a good time, my niche is good times, cocktails, hotel rooms, dates, fabulousity and just life itself, but i will SCAN an entire room for blog fodder…ALWAYS. I’ll usually know exactly who i’m meeting, why i’m meeting and have a good old chitter with a drink and a bum wiggle. Yet everyone in that room, even though pissed was like minded, they’re all successful people, who have things they pretty much need or want to promote and what better way to do it, then in a fun, social, ‘non formal’ cocktaily, ‘good time’ kinda way. I met some really great new acquaintances that evening.

But the good thing about it all, although busy ans business, was that it was laid back, fabulous and real, as sometimes you can go to events that end up being far too formal and all about business, almost fakey. Yet in Leeds, being lifestyle and with ‘Made in Leeds’ still filming…we’re FUN LOVING and warm. We know how to both get the job done and have a great time…and we all had 8am work starts int he morning. Lol. Work hard, play hard, function like the pros!

I loved going around everyone and saying ‘well done,’ and we were all scampering around to try and find the people we hadn’t met yet, who we had stalked as eye candy on other tables. Lol. I had a sexy grind dance’a than with X Factor Bupsi Brown! Her debut single comes out soon. I cuddled ‘AquaRiva Tequila’ Cleo Rocos, I wiggly shimmied with Nino ‘Won the Best Bar’ Lopes, I gossiped with Ruth Whitely and her beautiful blond besties…It was all fun and madness. That’s when i met handsome Jack Schneider on the dance floor for a hug and a ‘well done’ and we were drunk chatting for a wee bit. Then one of the other presenter girls strutted up and we weirdly turned from properly drunk chatting to being quiet and a bit more formal. Lol. *Boys.*

Life was great, everything was fabulous…I sauntered outside for a bit of fresh air and was handed a goodie bag with the line ‘Chrissie it has booze in it.’ Lol. VICTORY. By that time in the evening and it was still early, but we had been at it since six o clock, you love handheld booze in your goodie bag.

My feet were killing and Bupsi Brown was trying to make me natter more to her, but i saying’ Babe, i need to get outside and sit down’ like it was a mission. lol. So i did..i ouchy foot tottered onto the red carpet, and sat down on a Royal Armouries perch…holding my sequin mermaid dress up and bumped straight into one the PR guys for The Fenton (who didn’t win best pub) but were still having an awesome time. As let’s face it, to get shortlisted is pretty damn good. He was fun, young and sweet and must have been trying to smooze me as i did notice that all his friends told him that they were headed to ‘Yates’ and left him behind like he had pulled. Lol.

Everyone was filtering out now, still filled with life and excitement…and almost every 3 seconds someone would say to me, ‘AFTERPARTY…AT THE MAVEN, COME ON.’ The Made in Leeds guys were headed off, and I think Vicky shouted it at me. Loads of people shouted it at me, even Nino *paused* life for second to shout it at me…and i’m a keep the party going kinda girl.

But i remember turning to the Fenton Guy and saying,

‘I’ve booked a car to pick me up at midnight (like i was a sassy version of Cinderella.) I have work at 8.30 in the morning…’

‘When?’

‘Midnight!’

‘Well you’re fucked, it’s 10 past now.’

Then in that moment, i swooshed away from The Lifestyle Awards and swished into my cab, where Rob the driver greeted me with laughter. (He was on the phone and ended his convo with an ‘i’m off now mate, i have a much better looking person to chat to now.’ Lol I love Rob because he always says that i’m the ‘hardest working human he know’ when i’m obviously not, i just like the sound of it. Lol. 😉

I was at work for 8am the next morning, fresh as a daisy and that is what good times, business, love and life is about!

That was a GOOD Wesnesday Night!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Leeds Lifestyle Awards Part 1

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Five o clock, Wednesday October 5th, I swung out of a ‘pull towards you’ door, in a black & white pinstripe shirt, black trousers, heels and big hair. Dashed over cobbles, armed with a hand bag and a giant ‘get changed into’ bag, that was filled with diamante Louboutins, a gold sequin dress, makeup, knickers and kitten winks. Hopped into a waiting taxi, that’s mission was to dash me straight from Pontefract and onto a red carpet at The Royal Armouries in Leeds, for the Lifestyle awards. I had a busy week..so my scheduling was on point. I got dressed for the event, IN THE BACK of the cab and stepped out of it…at the other end…. looking divine. *Pout*

Poor Rob (The driver that I use for everything, that I need driving to) had to put up with my manic tinkering, as I began shuffling around madly in the back of his darling vehicle. I unfortunately 🙂 had to get FULLY NAKED to get into my dress, (I hadn’t wore pants all day lol,) so all i could do was piss myself laughing… as bronzer, hair spray and sequins flew around behind him and the other cars, on their ‘drive home’ next to us wondered what was going on? 🙂 I even found a canned gin and tonic in my bag. 🙂 That’s what glamour pusses do. We pack emergency supplies without realizing. Lord knows how it got there? But thank Christ for it…then this happened,

‘Rob, is it okay if I drink this in your car??’ *Shoves gin in his face*

‘Chrissie! You’ve just fully got naked! Lol. A flipping gin is mild! Lol.’

And WHAT A NIGHT! I stepped out of the taxi, got there early, saw men in actual armour having cans of Pepsi, before the big event. LOVED THEM. Said ‘Hi’ and giggled, as I admired the glitzy  chandelier draped red carpet. I had hugged Jonathan who was running the ‘Made in Leeds’ live broadcast, before hand and sauntered straight in…after I had finished my gin. 🙂 (The GREAT thing about the Made in Leeds crew was the simple fact that were all fantastic at their jobs. They literally knew who everyone was and why they were there! As soon as you tottered onto that red carpet and through the doors for your picture posey moments, you felt honoured and welcomed. And we like a bit of that, don’t we. 🙂 )

 

I got to do my posey pouty moments early…which is always good as i can fit all my selfies and ‘look at me’ Tweets in. Haha.

   

 

Met loads of people during and after pictures, the Prosecco was everywhere, almost at the ready like glassy bubbles of excitement, with smiles, waiting for us to all indulge. I skipped over to the VIP area in my golden mermaid dress, drank loads and watched Harrison ‘The Perceptionist’ (who is the most amazing mind reader,) …warm up, do his thang and get into it all…at the same time as put up with my shit and banter. 🙂 He’s charming. He’s fun. He’s ace. I’d hire him. I’d hire anyone who could put up with my shit jokes. 🙂 He’s gonna do well! I watched him ‘warm up’ with a lady who was nominated for ‘The Leeds Legend’ award. She was more graceful than I, as she refrained from delivering smutty jokes. HOWEVER did kept bringing over more Prosecos. TOTAL LEGEND!! 🙂 *Heart*

 

I was having all these conversations with people before it all began and before we went live on the telly. And it was hilarious because there were the owners of all the greatest bars, hotels and businesses in the city, under one roof and they’ve all had me tinker in their spots previously and a great number of times…yet i’ve always been drunk! SO it was nice to see them with a pair of ‘fresh’ kitten eyes. Lol. I was in a good position, as they all had a case of the nerves, as they had award hopes…and well i could just do cocktails and chat to folk, on camera, off camera and take a million selfies.

 

 

It got busy fast! That place filled up. Paps and picture taking everywhere. People from Big Brother, Sports guys, Bloggers, Xfactor, Radio shows, Popular DJ’s, Owners of Magazines, Press, all sorts…filled the initial reception room and mingled in with all the owners of all the BEST businesses in LEEDS. There was a magical glitz in the air, an excitement, a buzz, cameras, schedules, Jason the Lifestyle Awards creator, with Sinitta and all the Made in Leeds guys rushing around trying to get everything ready and sorted for the live broadcast! I was waltzing around with my hair toss and pout and with a Prosecco in my hand, before it was time to go into the main room for dinner, drinks and the start of the AWARD SHOW.

I was really excited. I almost skipped into the main room in my mermaid sequins, where i bumped into Nino Lopes. Now, Nino owns The Maven (which is a fabulous Leeds cocktail bar, like he said there are even people in New York, who know of his bar) and I had actually nominated The Maven to be shortlisted. I’ve tinkered there LOTS in my time and i have always had THE BEST TIME! I clocked him straight away and  he clocked and knew me immediately. We greeted, we chatted and he bought me a vino before it all madness all began. He was all suited and sexy and i wished him loads of luck. He was with the owner of La Bottega Milanese, who up for BEST COFFEE SHOP. He was also divine and dashing, with an exotic twist and straight away wanted to exchange details, as he has a big launch event coming up that he’d like me to go to. AND I COULDN’T BE MORE EXCITED for it, I’m there! I wished him luck also and spotted DJ Tom Zanetti strutting by with his ever so quiffy quiff, all styley and cool. I spotted Austin from Celeb Big Brother and some Xfactor folk. I hugged a guy who owns a Vivienne Westwood, Sinitta, saw Stephanie Hirst, bumped into my old pal Alex Simmons, a whole bunch of other people and business owners that I knew and then saw Cleo Rocos, who I ADORE more than life itself, as not only did she do the Kenny Everett show for years, but she’s a glamour puss, so much fun and the owner/creator of AquaRiva, which is the purest Tequila in all of the land. The only tequila in the kingdom where in which you will not get a hangover, because of it’s purity. TO ME, SHE IS GOD. We’re similar…super fun, super warm, glammy ‘good time’ girls. She was rustling up cocktails as I was getting seated with the owner of House of Solo (a fashion magazine.)

Everything was exciting, there was a buzz, a magic, a starlight vibe of winners and as we sat down, had meals brought to us and wine poured for us and chatted to others, (I was sat next to another blogger,) a whole bunch of presenters, the Made in Leeds crew and well we slamdunked that bread basket like carbs were our only true love. 🙂

The room was a purple lit dark, beamed by film cameras, excited people and letters that spelt out the word ‘LEEDS’ in giant alphabet lights. TV’s were around us, I’m sure people were shitting themselves with nerves, as it was all about to be broadcast live and there were presenters not wanting to fuck it all up and nominees all wanting to take home the big old juicy prize..for delicious bragging rights (which we all love) and a merry sense of achievement.

Y’know, one of the good things that happened before the awards went live on air was the fact that a gentleman up on the stage had said this,

‘Could everyone that is the OWNER of a business that is nominated and shortlisted for an award stand up at their table please.’

And when they did, there was this moment of absolute of pride, a real pride, away from the glitter…it felt really wonderful, because these people were people from all walks of lives, who had put in so much hard work for a dream that they had…and they made it work…and now they were stood infront of an applauding crowd, who were wishing them the entire BEST for the rest of the evening. It was a good feeling. I took stalker snappy pics of all their faces in that moment.

I sat, I drank, I smiled…and then we had a 30 second countdown, where we were told that even though we were going live on air at 9pm, which means that we would be allowed to swear and all sorts, we were advised to ‘ease into it.’ Lol.

The AWARDS began…

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