Tom Zanetti, Dwarves & VIP Piggy Backing

It was the maddest ‘good time’ that any human could EVER have experienced, that Saturday night, as the clock struck 11pm, on Heaton’s Court, Club Mission… Leeds.

It was the More & More launch party.

People had travelled far and wide, through cities, over hills, via trains, on road trips. People had ‘donned’ out the most stylish bits of clobber, owned the widest smiles, rocked out the hottest cleavages and committed to a total head mindset of ‘party.’ 

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We wanted a ‘blow out’ and we got one!

Celebrities had tinkered from all the way over, to get there sassy little arses to Leeds that November 11th and why….I’ll tells ya why….To spend the night with our Tom Zanetti!

TEAM THOMAS! (Ya! Bitches!)

Now, Tom has shot out the ‘success cannon’ this year, with his pants on flames and his name in hottest club vibe lights. I’m from Leeds, so i’ve always known who Zanetti is. The only difference now, is that the rest of the world does too!

This is no joke.  He’s smashing it all about and then some. There’s not a single doubt in my glamour pussy mind, that this is ONLY just the beginning for him….But i’ll tell you about Tom later…Let’s take you back to the event…

So I strut up to Mission and it already has queues of guys and girls, all eagerly waiting in line. Chicks trying to catch Toms eye, as he bustled about outside for a few sexy moments. A tv camera crew followed his every move, a pap began taking photos of red carpet arrivals, a luxury car drove up the entrance to drop someone off and, security guards surrounded the entrance galore.

As I walked by the queue, with one of best guy friends Abeiku Arthur, who owns House of Solo Magazine, I heard chicks trying to strategically plan how they were going to sneak their way into the VIP. (I love that! It reminded me of when I was young girl in LA. We’d always try to sneak our way in. It was always hilarious. We’d come up with the maddest ideas. There’s was ‘Just flirt with Tom.’ Genius! Lol.)

Luckily, these days (wait for the ‘trumpet blowing‘…not that kinda ‘trumpet,’ 😉 ) simply because I own Wunna Land, via the fine art of online diary writing, jiggled with a previous modelling career and a juicy telly stint of ‘Best Pal’in’ with Paris Hilton…for ITV2….I don’t have to strategically plan a VIP entrance anymore. I just have to be there on time and grab myself a cocktail…

Abeiku Arthur: ‘Are you even wearing any pants???’

Me: ‘No. You could see them under my dress.’

(He does one of those faces of utter delight. You know the face. The face that your guy friends do when they know you’re not in any pants. *Rolls Eyes.* But honestly, who wears pants to a Tom Zanetti party? )

Me: ‘It’s actually really annoying that it’s windy because I can feel the wind gush all the way up my fluey.’

Abeiku Arthur: ‘Hahaha You’re digusting…Let’s get in there.’

On my walk up from the train station, I bump into Tom, who’s briefly organizing the crowds and he shows me through to the red carpet entrance (kinda gentlemanly, but cool) and just like that, I blink and there I was…swirled in the maddest VIP in all of the goddamn land.

It was absolutely RAMMED. It was busy. And that tells you a lot about Tom, right? Everybody wanted to show up for his night. I mean, when you’re in entertainment, you show up to events… POPULAR events, to SEE and BE SEEN.

Don’t let anybody tell you any different! We all know the score. We all do it.

OR you simply show up in support for the person or place throwing the sassy little shindig.

Like I said, he’s a really popular guy and people just adore him. I have never ever seen (and guuurrrl i have seens) A MORE buzzing VIP room in my LIFE.

I mean, let’s forget about the rest of the club, for now…as that was filling up like the world was about to end and Mission was the only safe sanctuary. But the actual VIP itself was JAM packed with famous sportsmen from Boxers to Rugby players. Hot chicks who spent their Summer on ‘Love Island.’ Charming guys from the Geordiest of Shores. Some who ‘Weekender in Ibiza’ and others who had committed to being a few hard months with ‘Big Brother.’

There were models, musicians, famous social media stars and everyone seemed to recognize everyone else in the VIP. (You kinda scan the room to see if there’s anyone you recognize.) It’s weird because even though…you haven’t actually met them in real life before, when you do, you kinda acknowledge them like you have known them for years.

Firstly, you all do the same thing, so  there’s an immediate respect that goes around from person to person.

We all know how difficult the entertainment industry is or can be..and at some point, no matter ‘what list’ your audience places you upon….what we ALL have in common, is that we’ve all had some ambitious creative dream. We all had the balls to go to an audition..and try and make that dream a reality. We all heard ‘no’s,’ but eventually *swagged* it out well enough to finally get the YES….Which placed us on your TV screen, all over the press, or be hailed as a DJ God, be placed on your favourite sports team. We’ve all worked hard and built up an audience, a brand or a career, doing something that we love.

Straight away I ordered a double gin and tonic, *air kissed* a rugby player, said ‘hi’ to some of my old friends, who I haven’t seen in ages, and then took Snapchat videos with Abeiku Arthur. I saw Jordan from ‘Ibiza Weekend’ stood talking to a Geordie Shore guy at the bar and then Charlotte Dawson sauntered in, looking like an absolute DREAM. She looks flawless. Her face was flawless. But she walked straight into the busiest VIP in all the land also, and ended up right in front of me and with the biggest smiles and a ‘hi, how are you,’ she was certainly one of my favourite sightings.

I love that girl. She’s so much fun. I definitely want to birthday go ice skating with Charlotte Dawson. (Random. But true! I do.)

Yeah, it was busy. Yeah it was rammed. We all took VIP breathers at points, just to get some air.

BUT IT WAS GREAT.

It turned BONKERS.

Dancing on tables, booze being guzzled like it was the last drop of fizzle on the Earth. TV cameras, bright lights in dark rooms, playing cards flying through the air, the craziest bustle, the loudest music, people jumping up and down, diving from wall to wall, drinks being spilled over one another, laughter, madness, clothes being ripped off…

Tom: ‘I’m boiling. It’s hot….I’m so hot…’

(Shirt flies off. People follow suit.)

Then the next minute he’s bare back, topless ‘piggy backing’ a friend, whilst being filled with laughter and ‘good times,’ models and pornstars are kissing his cheeks, his face is covered in red lipstick *kiss marks,* everyones phone was out and selfie taking for Snapchat was at it’s finest.

Then sassy masked bunnies in lingerie, casually saunter by..

It was the most bonkers time.

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It was like an urban, dance music, ‘circus’ of utter brilliant madness. The VIP was the ‘party version’ of Fight Club. Where the fighting was ‘mad partying’ and the club was in the name of Zanetti.

It was brilliant. It was so much fun. Something you have to do. A Zanetti VIP room, should absolutely be on everyones ‘Bucket List.’ There’s nothing like it…

I mean a flipping DWARF got hurled into the masses, so he could crowd surf! Hahaha. What the actual….I loved it! It was hilarious!

Just bonkers.

I looked around and scanned the room and everyone seemed like they were having the best time. It was crazy. And the good thing about it was that there were no rules. Usually… we are to say the right thing, do the right thing, meet the right people, promote the right thing. No one gave a fuck….they just enjoyed the most inappropriately fun time ever and with absolutely no censor.

The VIP rocked.

(No wonder everyone tried to sneaky peeky in.)

What I did notice about Tom…and I watch people, all people…always. He’s a nice guy…yeah…There’s a sweetness and a sophistication to him dipped in an urban ‘bouji’ twist. But he’s a really determined guy. He’s an ambitious soul. A showman. He knows what he’s doing, but he’s real. He’s down to Earth. He’s a guy who knows what he wants. Wants it his way and isn’t scared to voice his opinion. You don’t mess with Zanetti. He’s hot, right now. He’s really popular, which makes him powerful. People just want to be around him. You can’t help but feel quite ‘cool squad’ when you’re around him.

I watched him behind the bar, making sure people were being treated well. ‘WELL’ the way he seemed fit….which was with utter ‘boujiness.’ He’s an outspoken guy and he’ll tell it how it is. Everyone loves that! It must be his inner Northern…

The party went on and on, but I had to leave for the night at around 2am, simply because I had a 9.23am train to catch to London in the morning. I had an important Wunna Land PR meeting. at noon.

I got home, had an argument with an idiot taxi driver (All Yorkshire people argue with taxi drivers)  and got a few hours sleep, before waking up to my alarm, weirdly feeling ‘fresh as a daisy.’ It was almost like an evening of debauchery never even happened,

I was on a Platform 1, at Doncaster train station, ready to head to London, whilst answering inbox messages from people I met the night before…by 9am. He’s some of my messages…

‘Sorry I didn’t get the chance to chat to you last night. I recognised you, but it was just so mad.’

‘It was great meeting you last night. Let’s grab lunch some time.’

‘Babe, lovely meeting you…’

Before I left, I was sort of in this tunnel part of Mission, mixed in with a mass crowd of selfie taking. This awesome ‘swaggy’ guy in a black furry coat, kept stopping me and asking where ‘Rachel’ was…

‘Where’s Rachel?’

(I don’t even know who Rachel is??? Lol He must’ve asked me about 42 times, during the process of the entire evening.)

Abeiku Arthur was selfie taking with every boobie chick his eyes could ever see. A girl asked if she could selfie with me, but kept hating the picture, so we had to do it at least 17 times at 2am in the morning…The hot bunnies, with the evil ears, were now stood around me and chatting but then people then grabbed THEM for selfies…. and my night was over.

I tinkered out of Club Mission, in the early hours of the morning and when I did, there were STILL queues and queues of people waiting to get inside the club! (I walked straight over the red carpet like it was my Mums living room flooring. Lol.)

Leeds was on FIRE that night!

It was one of those nights, that you know you showed up at, yet because it was littered with utter madness, you can only remember things in ‘flashback form.

BUT…..a

It is one of those nights… that you’ll always always remember….and that’s what he does well!

Some of us in the VIP room, will bloom into Big BIG SUCCESS stories. Some of us will go far. Some of us will chose not to. Some of us will settled down, get married, have babies. Some of us will swirl down that merry plughole. Some of us will be remembered. Some of us will be forgotten. Some of us will make our marks more than we ever imagined we could.

But on November 11th 2017, on that Saturday night…WE ALL….under one roof, shared LIFE together, in the name of our Tom Zanetti!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Business, Swirls & Bouji Gin

So, I thought I was gonna chill & be quiet, yet this inner need for noise and bustle got the better of me, after *peace* had been  successfully’ticked’ off my ‘To do’ list. I found myself sending my bored friend Abeiku Arthur (who owns House of Solo Magazine..which I shot for) and by 7.30pm I as sat, in my faux fur, outside at a table with a red red wine at The Carlton, In Pontefract. It’s a local pub that I used to go to all the time, almost every time…Lol…almost racking up open tabs of hundreds of pounds time…Yet now I just peep in for a ‘kick back’ gin and tonic and jolly chilled banter with good friends.

I got there early so I just sat by myself, ‘House of Solo’ got there shortly afterward and after moaning that he wanted a burger and with a shandy in his hand, we pulled up a wooden chair and we started to talk work.

So, I’m running my blog, this blog..Wunna Land and he’s running his high fashion magazine…and every so often we catch up, to see how the other’s business is going on and chat shit about everyone basically. Lol. We loved chatting shit so much yesterday evening over wine that an old Yorkshire man, who was stood with his wife, stopped us and shouted across the outside ‘smokers’ patio…

‘Can I just say, you two look REeeeeEEEALLY HAPPY.’

Me: We’re talking about strip clubs and he’s moaning about £20 for a 3 minute dance, prices of them….HAHAH.’

The wife smiled, apologized for her husband, when she didn’t really need to… and said,

‘Aww, they’re just mates. Y’can tell…Especially if they’re taking about strip clubs, I’d whack you one..’

Everyone burts into laughter and the Yorkshire man finished off by shouting,

‘Bloody hell…Sorry. i didn’t realize. I just thought you looked happy, like you were gonna run off and plant daffodils or something.’

HAHAHAHAHA! I love people. I love funny strangers. He properly made my evening. Then he left.

But yes, after ‘House of Solo’ moaned about dodgy strips clubs in Wakefield.

Me: ‘As if you’re so stupid that you don’t know anything about strip clubs…They don’t just walk around fucking naked you idiot. You have to pay for that! Lol. That’s the WHOLE POINT!’

House of Solo: ‘Where’s my burger???’

Me: ‘Hahaha! You look like a zero swag dickhead, having to hold a basket of condiments with you, wherever you go!!’

Anyway, we then got talking about our careers. I was telling him about the stuff that I had going on, my collabos, my meetings, the investment deals, showing him my social stats and where I wanted to be headed this Summer career wise. And he’s always really positive about it with me, but at the same time keeps it real…Kinda like I am. I’m the same way. We’re straight talkers. However, i’m far more charming.

‘It’s only because you’re a girl…that’s why you have MAD followers…It’s harder if you’re a guy.’

Then I started talking about some of the recent Vlogs I’d been watching and Blogs people had or hadn’t been writing and how I thought they were doing, as personal brands. Some people get it? And some people JUST DON’T. I mean GOD! I love talking about other people’s blogs and vlogs…and gobbing my opinion of them as a brand. I get away with it, because my patch of cyberland is sassy. It gives me a the ‘green light’ to swear about other people’s patches all I want. 🙂

If you’re gonna be blogger or a vlogger that intends to *jiggly wiggly* into the world of personal branding, then you pretty much should be able to EXPRESS yourself PERSONALLY. If you can’t, or don’t..and I can always see through those that are uncomfortable or faking it…Your personal brand will just never work. It’ll just be boring, unauthentic…and like everyone elses. *SNOOZE* The idea is that you are true to who you are…YET, even if you are true to your voice in cyberland, you’ve got to have that ‘something, something’ that is simply captivating…Without that, in a business of ‘show’ you’re fucked.

I should have a ‘Swear tin’or something? Every time I SWEAR i’ll tinkle some change into a tin and when it’s full, I’ll give all the dodgy made money to charity. That’d be awesome. ‘Wunna swore for Guide Dogs’ or something? I could save lives and everything…Shame i’m not in the right heels. 😉 I’ll have to book in into next season’s diary. 🙂

Anyway, ‘House of Solo’ got his burger, I got a posh berried gin, as he showed me his front over ideas for the next edition. He’s doing four separate covers…and one of them I ADORE. It’s a shocker. I’m gonna PR the balls out of it for him and just because I think it’s SOOOO ‘out there.’ It’s gonna open eyes. (And no, it’s not a Wunna crotch shot…as really…that wouldn’t be too shocking to most,and my crotch isn’t that ‘High Fashion.’ Lol. Who knows, we could plonks some Burberry on it and whip it down a runway?)

Long story short, we quit chatting about our work…and just drank a bunch of gin with berries in.

House of Solo: ‘I want a fruity gin..’

Me: ‘When did The Carlton start doing bouji gin..?’

I love how all bars are now going on this ‘Gin is all BOUJI and new’ thing. IT’S BEEN GOING ON FOR DECADES. Y’know ‘Mother’s ruin’ and all that! But i’m not complaining. My drink was delicious and served to me by my old school friend ‘Pogson.’

Me: ‘Are we the last ones in here, cos you’re turning the lights off?’

Pogson: ‘Nooo, i’ve poured myself a Peroni, you’re fine.’

Anyway, we ‘House of Solo’ and I quit talking about work and started chatting about our love lives. (This is after we had politely slagged everyone off…Lol)

‘What? Chrissie! She just bums you..’

‘Yeah. I like it when people do that! Lol.’

But, yes…he was telling me about his happily tragic love life and I was telling him about mine…yet….in snippets…as believe it or not i’m always quite private about mine, so i’ll let you tell me everything and i’ll tell you bits…the unimportant bits, to keep you happy. I’ve been getting loads of messages from guys over the last few weeks (because i’m a chick with boobies) rambling on about if i’m ‘single, single, single‘ and then being in a mood because I won’t reply, which makes me ‘ignorant.’ Lol.

BLAH.

I’m not ignorant. I’m just busy and i’m not someone who’s gonna waste your time, or mislead you. I think that’s wrong, as you can never get your wasted time back. But I read all your messages and i am very flattered. Don’t think I’m not…and don’t call me ignorant, just because I don’t reply. Lol. Use a different word like ‘swine‘ to get my attention. It’s rude and has reference to booze in it. It’s a winner!

If i’m being honest…There’s obviously someone i’m in a swirl about I think he’s awesome. I really fancy him. He’a a great guy. And when it comes to things like that…as in ‘swirls,‘ I’ve kinda got a one track mind…Meaning, if i’m in a swirl, or I like a guy…it’s pretty hard, for you to get me, to like you more…unless the swirl has…well…swirled off. Lol

Anyway, I gave ‘House of Solo’ love life advice and he gave me guy advice…We gave each other advice, on how important it was to refrain from ‘playing it cool’ …cos sometimes you can plays something SO COOL, that nothing gets done…He moved forward with his mode of action and if i’m being honest, over the past week, I’ve really thought about ‘my swirl‘ a lot. I’ve been busy and working…but…

Whatever…in that moment I felt all inspired, we both did…So we reached for our phones..

Unfortunately for him, his phone died and ran out of charge..Lol. WHAT A BALL ACHE. It ran out of charge RIGHT WHEN HE NEEDED IT.

Mine phone didn’t…

And with a. ..

‘I’m thinking about you…I’m kinda missing ya lots…’

… at around 10.22pm

Everything in that moment felt wonderful.

 

 

 

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…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Easter.

I’ve had the most amazing Easter. The most AMAZING Easter. I hope you’ve delighted in celebrating those extra days off, including the Bank Holiday, also! I actually worked today, so I don’t know what I’m on about? But hey ho, you can’t win’em all. But I hope you’re well. And yeah, I know that the the whole Easter thing, like Crimbo isn’t just about an abundance of choccie eggs and drinking ginny cocktails and more about a story regarding the sassy Good Lord. However, I don’t really know if The Good Lord and I are really that tight…So I’d hate to promo him for no real reason. 😉 However, whatever you’ve chosen to do with these last couple days…as long as it’s brought a smile to your face, then that’s cool with me. You’re exactly where you’re meant to be right now. You did exactly what you were supposed to do.

This Easter I went to see ‘my swirl, the most amazing man I’ll ever know. So with an,

‘I’m coming to see you today…’

and a reply filled with utter excitement and appropriate emojis..

..Three platforms, two trains, selfies with numerous teenagers and a Polish lady who said I was ‘nice,‘ with messages all the way, back and forth with ‘my swirl’ that were filled with a bubbly excited joy….

There I was, tottering out of the train station doors, in my dress, heels and faux fur, as he drove up to the curb *beaming*…and I hopped it lie the happiest little girl in the world.

And right from that moment, EVERYTHING was so naturally wonderful. I dunno? It just clicked and we were off doing Easter together like we had known each other for decades. From the moment I got into the car, it was filled with *beams,* banter, laughter and a simple ease. That never happens? It never happens? But at 13.02 this Saturday gone, life brought two people together…and we couldn’t have got along better. We spent our Easter together and it was AMAZING.

So, the thing about ‘my swirl’ and I is that we’re both really attracted to each other, yet we weirdly already have this friendship where we can just be us and tell each other everything about anything, yet at the same time, learn about the other, understand one another, make fun of each other in play and enjoy each other in moments of lust. It’s like this automatic balance of being able to be really sexy with one another, yet be best friends filled with a relaxed, yet fun banter, it’s an openess. However, at times we almost play ‘husband & wifey,‘ yet it’s all still glistened over with that excitement you get, when something is new. But what i’m getting at, is that it all happened so naturally, without us even having to try. It’s just how we ended up operating. I couldn’t have spent my Easter with a better man. He’s amazing and almost on every level. I learnt a lot about him this weekend….and well he learnt a lot about me.

Everything about our Easter Saturday was chilled and that’s exactly how I like it. I mean, to me, you have to be able to chill with a guy, easily…at the same time as being able to be yourself. We smashed a Nandos, we chilled, he looked after me so well, like he was the perfect gentleman. We got ‘sexy.’ We snuggled on the sofa, we chatted about our lives and then got absorbed with telly watching,

WE WERE GOGGLEBOX. Infact, no…WE ARE GOGGLEBOX. Let’s call casting and make it a deal!

I have never PISSED MYSELF LAUGHING AS MUCH WITH A GUY IN ALL MY LIFE. It was the funniest time. He was hilarious.  Yet he’s actually quite savvy, he’s really smart, really particular, really organised. I’m wild, but sensible. However, I have this respect for him.

But GOD, we watched The Kardashians, a Dinner Date marathon, the Football, Britains Got Talent, Britains Got more Talent, Take Me Out and then cringed at ‘Celeb Juice.’ We ight have referred to someone as an ‘Egg’ and we may have referred to someone as ‘Lurch.’ And we may have taken the piss out of everyone in the history of the world, including ourselves, yet at the same were baboozled by beings who were great.

We’re both chatty, we’re both open..we both think we’re funny. We’re both quite sassy yet well mannered, principled yet gobby. Independent yet stable. We’re ace!

Infact, there was a moment, when we were just sat ‘arm in arm’ on the sofa and I looked at him without him seeing me and we were BOTH in a fit of ‘throw ya head back’ hysterical laughter. And it’s those moments in life that matter. I remember those moments…even if they don’t last forever. You’re life is treasured by those moments.

‘But he had a fucking boat on his head! I’m obsessed!’

‘I’m not choosing what you want to eat!’

‘Surely, she won’t choose the EGG! He’s an egg!’

‘He missed the fucking ball because he was too busy shouting YOOOOUUU RAAAAaaaaaAAAAAAG!’

‘That was so impressive! How have they done that? It must be some kind of contact video thing?’

‘I always need a wee after…’

‘The trick is to not go on the date and stay on the show until the end…’

‘Do you want another water? Or some pineapple?’

‘You are literally SO HOT.’

There’s a swag about you…’

‘It couldn’t have worked out better..’

‘Money is why all marriages break down.’

‘Shall I order the spicy nuts?’

‘I need a 30 minute nap…’

‘We’ve actually been talking for AGES now…’

‘Aww! I take that back. I wish I never said that about him now.’

So after the best, most chilled Easter Saturday, at around 11pm, we both got showered and I got into bed with one of the most amazing guys that my life path has ever managed to cross with. He made me feel lucky. He actually made me feel feminine and I liked that.

But that night, as we both laid tucked up in the sheets, as we had an early start to the next day….we chatted because I don’t think we could believe how easy it was to just be around each other and get along…without any remote awkwardness or weirdness…It was just,….well…..easy….and in life GOD, do you have to cling onto the things that are naturally simple without complication that make you happy. They don’t come to you enough. When they do….I pay attention. This guys is not only incredible, but he’s actually a really great influence on me. He’s really organized and really well planned, but fun and I find that sexy.

That night, after we chatted, we fell asleep holding hands.

I hope I know this guy for forever….But if I don’t…as we all know how lucky I am in the love department….I’ll always remember the time we fell asleep holding hands and the best Easter Saturday ever.

‘I’ve loved having you here with me…’

‘I’ve LOVED being here..’

 

 

 

 

 

 

Busy, Prosecco, Stress Winks

Today was BUSY! Like so busy, that I just let myself blissfully *drown* into the hefty depths of ‘work load,’ that was dragging bundles of ‘catch up’ and was smeared in a sticky gloss of have to‘ instead of ‘want to.

YIPPEEE! Hugs for everyone! Mondays! Yeah! Yeah!

I definitely had moments where waving a flag of *surrender* seemed jolly, easy and satisfying. Lol. Wait? Did I use ‘blissfully’ earlier?’

*REWIND* No really…Back up 

Oops, I did. I take that back…Sorry..I meant, ‘shit.’ 🙂 However, now, that I’ve gracefully guzzled a glass of gifted Prosecco..I will say that, i’m finding it funny. Funnier that it was during the moment?

I think i’m just someone who likes to be on top of everything. So if i’m feeling a little behind, or a little…well whatever…. i’m rambling on…Let’s just say, my mind is currently full of other things right now. Things that I love. It’s bubbling over with a sexy creativity. I’m juiced. I’m excited. But sort of feeling as though muddling through the ‘have to,’ is cutting down the time that I need to dedicated to the ‘want to.’  Like, I have 3 press releases and a bunch of brand proposals, that I need to type up and send off and it’s been A WEEK so far and I STILL haven’t managed to find the time to do it! UGH! I’ve got a goal and i’m gonna get there…I’m gonna get there…

Rant over. *Pours another prosecco.*

But, I’m feeling positive. I’m looking forward to the future.

Y’know, I watched an old acquaintance literally FALL out of a bar at 4pm today, with a drunk face of ‘lost’ imprinted on her soul…

‘Heeeey. Chriiiisssssie….How are you…?’

I just smiled, watched past and got on with life. My head was too busy at that point. Plus, when i was her age, I was in LA, trying to make a dream come true, whilst working a ‘full timer’ at a big talent agency. I was never  actually the ‘falling out of the bar‘ girl. I guess, I’m just seen ‘wild,’ as I’ve obviously decorated my past with bucket loads of poured all over ‘colour’ 🙂 …but i’m honestly a lot more together than you would imagine. I’m charming. I’m clever. I’m more FUN, than I am lost. They are two very different things. I’m a girl who knows my way and where i’m headed. (Even when pissed. 😉 )

My fun streak is punctuated and glittered in a cheeky sophistication. So yeah, it made me feel bad when I saw her tumble out of a bar in the middle of the day…But honestly not too bad, as I just fucked it off and walked by without a care! LOL. *So loveable.*

Today was so busy, I didn’t even get to banter with my chickadees. I mean, I don’t know what’s going on with Mel and her ‘love swirl.’ It’s almost ‘Firmonnell’s’ birthday and I don’t even know how she’ll celebrate it. ‘Fairytale blond’….How’s Prince Jonny?? It’s getting ‘cray cray’ like that. And I’m one to think that if you’re around people closely…you should know about their lives and what’s going on with them. I mean, we can’t even schedule ONE evening out because…

‘I can’t do the 3rd…

‘I’m away that weekend…’

‘I’ve got drinks on the 18th…’

‘I’m at a baby shower then…’

Yet, it’s great because at least we’re busy women of the world. We’re all very different, but we’re glamourous chicks, who are making our lives worth it…We all want to do well and you’re in good company when you all have diary pages filled with ‘full,’ yet are still really close regardless. That’s magic.

But I’m definitely sure ‘Double B’ told me to ‘Fuck off’ again after slaying out *daggers* for kicks. I love her *daggers* they’re stroppy and delightful all in one. She’s literally the most hilarious human know.

‘I need to stop washing my hair in Purple shampoo & have you seen that picture of us all…my legs are darker than Chrissie’s.’

‘You look pale today…’

‘Yeah I just like to surprise you all, by being completely pastey and then POPPING UP out of nowhere with a crazy Chrissie tan..’

I’m sure she then forced me to talk to Chinese strangers and agreed that she liked me in my  kitten curled specs..

I liked it but ignored her to make fun of ‘Hot Sarah’ for once almost  being forced to dedicate her time to performing to the art of ‘Being Britney Spears,’ by some weird guy, who had pink satin sheets and dressers filled with Chanel.

‘As if you’re not wearing the headset! Wear the fucking headset!’

‘Why am I *Hot Sarah* in your blog? I want a different name…’

Away from all the Tom Foolery… *Pours another prosecco*

I want to go see SPOOKY SUE! She’s our local psychic and well MEL (who had to bags of jellies) says that she was rummaging through old ‘at home’ paperwork and she came across a scrap piece of paper that had things scribbled down on it, from one particular reading. She mentioned a few things, but on this paper she had written the name ‘GARY’ and underlined!

A year on…(and remember that Mel’s been single for three whole years with no ‘love swirl’ at all..) LET ME TELL YOU…the guy she is currently dating is actually called ‘Gary.’ WTF! Can you even believe that.!!!! I wanna see Spooky Sue! Get me booked in, with bells on!

I don’t have anything else to tell you really, other than I’m watching ‘Lady Shizzle’ drink off a stone with her new Aloe Vera diet, ‘Firmonnell’ wants new brows…I want excitement but i’m feeling fat. I am  also however feeling AMBITIOUS…

The kids? Junior has found a Ladybird and is certainly forcing it to be his new pet. He’s even read it a bedtime story.

‘I love my ladybird mum. I want to break it’s wings so it will never fly away and leave me.‘ LOL. Christ!

Ruby’s in a huff because I won’t let her start a Vlog.

‘I want to start a Vlog and I want Chrissie Wunna in it!’

‘You’re six. Chrissie Wunna?? I’m you’re MUM!’

Anyway, I’m off to wink at my mirror image.

Hopefully tomorrow will be dashed with love and fun!

 

Cue Tune!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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! 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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…;)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Reason, A Season, Or a Lifetime

‘Chrissie…I sent my sister a gingerbread man because she’s been going through a really hard time right now,’ said Hot Sarah, as I worried over the fact that my lips were being puffy because the previous evening, I had consumed nuts. (Not those kinda nuts. 🙂  Actual hazelnuts that were hidden inside chocolate. In case you didn’t know…I AM ALLERGIC TO NUTS. Crazy shit happens. Everything swells and then I *POP* into a glittery confetti explosion.

‘Anyway, Chrissie…I sent her this gingerbread man, to make her feel better, BUT instead.. I accidentally posted it TO MYSELF. Lol. Oh! And you’ve spelt carpeted wrong and put crapeted. 🙂 ‘

That was a moment of my life today! Lol.

Gosh! We are almost there! We are almost at the end of what has felt like a really LOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG WEEK. To be honest, it hasn’t been that long, as it’s been filled with moments of laughter. Yet there’s just been so much going on, with additional ‘plate spinning,’ that it’s felt like a sprint, a fast constant dash to the finish line… in heels. (Good job I wore a sports bra! 😉 )  But i’m happy! I’m almost there and FRIDAY’S, no matter what, are always about FUN! If you can’t make Friday FUN, you’re shit.

As soon as I got in and poured a wine,  I laid on my bed, put on some tunes and just for a second chilled and scrolled through dresses on my phone. I watched a Steven Bartlett Vlog and i’m loving that he’s posting them every day now. YET, GOD, I can’t keep up. I’m gonna have to save them all, for a giant Bartlett Vlogathon at the weekend. But i’m loving them. He’s doing a great job.

After my moment of chill…I feel great! Yet, I’m definitely in NEED of a big old glamour pussy *juggsh.* I want my nails done, a tan, a weave put in, a pedicure, to lose a couple pounds, some new outfits, a soft massage to pan pipe music and maybe a moment of meditation, with a cocktail in my hand and as I lay in my new fancy waist trainer. (YES! IT’S HERE! I’m wearing it all day tomorrow, as I go about my day! 🙂 I won’t be able to breathe after a week of bacon sandwiches. But by the end of the month, you will all be jealous. Honest! I’m gonna have to go with hour glass, as my days of skinny are over. My belly button is doing a *smiley* face and I kinda more want it to look *shocked.* :0 Operation ‘Stop eating shit’ has started.

I’ve got a lot of events coming up, as I told you previously, so I need to start stepping up my game, as I don’t want to show up at places and have people think that I look like a glittery bag of ‘she doesn’t look as good as she does in her pictures.’ Lol.

I want to rock up and have people do what ‘Gym Jake’ in LA said a decade ago in a taxi, after he had only seen pictures of me on Myspace. He had travelled all the way from Palm Spring,s just to buy me a drink…I didn’t actually think he would randomly travel up, but he did. I didn’t even know that he WAS travelling up. When he arrived in Hollywood, he simply sent me a text. That’s some good going! Shows balls!

When I dashed out of my condo to meet him and got into the taxi, the first thing he said to me was ‘Oh god….you look even better than you do on your pictures.’ (Awwwwwwwwwwwww! I wonder what happened to Jake?)

Now, that I’m old and I’m feeling old, I WILL TELL YOU, it is SO much harder, (especially as life has got busier and there’s so much more to do,) to look GREAT. Luckily, my vanity gets the better of me on occasion…and it kicks in with a giant kitty *BOOM.* If it wasn’t for vanity, I’d kick it in a onesie ALL DAY with half my face on. Instead, I’m still over dressing and still over ‘dollying’ and loving every single minute of it. You can’t keep a good kitten down. But I DO NEED TO LOSE GOOD FEW POUNDS.

I want an early night, so i’m gonna keep it short. But I received messages today….instead of pin pointing them…let me just generalize….

This is what SHOULDN’T HAPPEN. If you’re a guy and you fancy a chick, you SHOULDN’T  leave her text messages, Whatsapp messages, ANY messages that are what I refer to as ‘neg bombs.’

‘Neg bombs’ are those little moaney messages you get from a girl or guy, which are never positive because they’re feeling like they’ve lost your attention. Those little messages that tap at your inbox leaving that little bit of negativity.

ALL MESSAGES SHOULD BE POSITIVE if you want someone to fancy you. You’re not going to impress anyone with whines or a brief sentence that shows them that you don’t understand who they are or what they’re doing. That last message you send, is how they will remember you. It’s the energy that you will give off into their world.

Like, I said, I got one today and it just made me feel lucky and get on with my work.

You know in life…I’m always going on about people and how our life paths cross with one another when they’re supposed to. There’s a time for everything

And I do genuinely believe that you meet the people who you have in your life (look around you) for a reason, a season or a lifetime. There are going to be people that you haven’t yet met, who you’re meant to meet shortly.

AND I know that life paths cross and *pause,* when they’re supposed to.. because as I was driving home tonight and as my car passed every other car at 7pm…during that moment my life path had crossed with many. YET, those  paths  that I crossed weren’t meant to *pause* and play with mine. They just drove on and got on with their version of life as I got on with mine.

That’s how I know that when you meet someone and your path has *paused* it’s for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. So take note of that and pay attention to what makes you happy. Be present and embrace all that life throws in front of you, but be smart enough to be able to categorize and see where that human you are ‘life path crossing’ with… lies.

Reason. Season. Lifetime.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Blog, Bartlett & The New Year

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So, we did it! We championed an entire 2016! Some of you have had a shit year! Some of you have had a great year! I guess it depends on how you look at things? But nonetheless, you survived it, lived it, loved and hopefully shimmied a bit closer to your ‘dreams come true.’

I’ve had a massive year of change. If i go back two years ago, 2014 was probably the worst year of my life that I had to prettily surf with a wink and a round of deep breaths. I couldn’t wait for it to be over, as if anything went wrong that year, it did. My work life, my love life, my home life…it all went to pot…and I could’ve taken that time and drowned myself in a rummy pity party (lol,) yet I didn’t, it made me strong, I laughed it off and I sort of ‘rose from the ashes’ as they say, ten times more dynamic.

Then in 2015, after being thrown into and spat out of an emotional rollercoaster, without my consent or being strapped in, I was determined to play it safe and live a more mundane ‘un..glittery’ existence, that wasn’t me. I dated a normal boring boy, with no goals, ambition, no adventure, or life experience. I looked after him…and i got bored quickly. Yet it was great because at the same time as him draining the ‘ooh laa’ out of me, as his insecurity had sort of got in the way of me furthering myself with my career, it helped me quickly realise what i actually wanted, what my purpose was and that I was ready. So i changed my world around, got happy, got rid of boy and again became 10 times more mighty. bI was on the right path, as i had bored myself SO silly, that i yearned for excitement and to make my mark. (Work was always good.)

Everything changed in 2016 and fast, as i was no longer hanging about. I stayed loyal to my goals, what i wanted, who i wanted to be and became productive. Work changed Lifestyle changed. Guys changed. I stayed firmly single all year. Everything was new, fresh and exciting. I had shimmied up that ladder a little bit more and then in October, it all changed again, as i made a little decision to go to The Leeds Lifestyle Awards. From that point on weirdly, the Wunna magic was ignited…and opportunity just seemed to keep domino falling infront of me. Instead of shying away, I took the up….(I still kept making weird boy decisions through the year)…But i finally pulled myself together, turned the focus away from that and CONCENTRATED on what I wanted, needed and what would make me happy. (Work was always good.)

Fresh opportunities came a tapping…and the blog set fire and went WILD. It had been read all over the world on every continent anyway, yet it SHOT OUT OF GLITTER CANON AND IT GOT CRAZY.

Everything changed and I was going from place to place, doing life, blogging about it and turning the ‘Chrissie Wunna’ name, into a brand… by accident. (Even though I kinda knew what i was doing. 😉 ) Within weeks, I was being labelled the ‘Real Life, Carrie Bradshaw,’ an inspiration, a Cyberlebrity, I was getting invited to some of the top new openings, events and places..for the largest companies, brands, be they restaurants, clubs, fashion labels…everything and just because they wanted to appear on this page! I became Verified on Twitter and everyone seemed to be listening to what i was saying. Meetings sort of confetti showered upon me and big agents, infact all sorts came a tapping at my kitten door, in order to try and represent me. (I didn’t go with any of them, as I didn’t feel the ‘fit’ was right. The ‘fit’ matters. Who you work alongside or trust to give your ‘brand’ to, collaborate with, or build an empire with…matters. It’s like dating, you wouldn’t just settle because you have nothing going on, if you don’t have to.)

Important people were tuning into my blog, more and more followers were peeking into Wunna land and people who I’M personally inspired by started to follow me or take a moment of their time to actually click on Chrissiewunna.com and read a blog. (AS IF!) I mean, to ME that was simply such a personal pinnacle. It made my eyes smile, filled my soul with gratitude and made me feel of ‘worth.’

All of this was going on…as I was going to work every single day, doing my day job, being a single Mum, loving all of that and getting on with life, happily. I mean, I work alongside the best people. I also have such a supportive family, that in that area, i cannot at all go wrong.

Towards the end of the year things busied up…and as I was working through the day, being a Mum after work and then working through the evening at events, with the help of my Mum and the Baby Daddies…more stuff changed, I made more connections, people wanted to help me and I began (which is where I am now) stamping my mark down that little harder. I mean GOSH, the absolutely FABULOUS time that I had at Gino D’Acampo’s new restaurant in Leeds, that stepped up my game a little. (I go back in January after the first successful visit. 🙂 I can’t wait!) But yes, I was being asked to just show up at venues and simply BLOG from them. I KNOW!!! WITH BOOZE!!! It’s a crazy kind of wonderful that is so humbling that I almost have to pinch myself to believe it. I’ve shimmied at every Christmas celebrity event. I blogged my version of them all. MY birthday with Lisa Appleton ended up all over the national press (because of Lisa’s Bum Lol,) and I started to get *papped* at places and then I got nominated for the UK Blog Awards…and in a week, i’ll find out if i made the shortlist. (I even made the UK Blog Awards Trend!! AS IF!!)

During this whole entire time, my sanctuary and my grounding force was always my work colleagues, my children and my moments alone of reflection away from the madness. (Like I went back to the office today and ‘The Mighty’ said that my blog reads like i’m a frilly Bimbo type, who’s all ‘wishy washy cocktails,’ when really i’m quite sensible, ambitious and together. It was her last day today at work for a while, as she is off to birth a human. We’ll miss her.)

BUT also towards the end of the year I really got into watching these truly inspiring Vlogs by Steven Bartlett, who created the whole ‘Social Chain’ company. Every night I watched one, (and I still do) to learn, to calm my mind in the evenings as I laid in bed and to feel empowered before I went to sleep.

I actually found his Vlog accidentally via ‘Eton Mess’ who I had stopped talking to, not because of any problems, as we’re still friends, but just because that’s what ‘life’ wanted. Anyway, he’d posted one of Bartlett’s Vlogs on his Facebook Wall, about ‘Negative People,’ and after watching it, I then posted one of his other Vlogs on MY OWN Facebook wall.

From that point on like he was some Life Wizard, I was hooked, because i felt so inspired, I could relate to everything he was saying…PLUS, there was just something about him…there is…isn’t there…There’s just something about that guy…

When I appeared at Gino’s for lunch (best place ever) doing the Restuarant blog with ‘House of Solo’ I used my last 1 percent of battery life, watching a Bartlett Vlog at the Prosecco bar. YES, during my own actual appearance. Lol. The next day when i wrote my blog and posted it everywhere like I do and I tagged Steven Bartlett into my Twitter Post. I didn’t think he’d read it/skim it, or care to be honest. But i tagged him in it anyway…and he read it..He even Tweeted me back thanking me for the mention in the blog and then thanked me for watching and supporting HIS Vlogs. AS IF!!! It literally made me BEAM! I would never have thought that that would’ve happened, but it did and it made me happy because I had emailed Social Chain a week and a half before and I hadn’t recieved a response.

So, I guess i’m saying that this year has been AMAZING and i hope yours has too! If it hasn’t, look forward or create better times. For me, it’s been the year where in which I rebooted, refound my passion, became productive and did what I loved. It’s been the year where appropriate or magical changes have been made in order to place all the right elements in their correct places for the next step. I don’t know whether I’VE done that or ‘The Gods’ have thrown me a bone. Lol.

What I did want to say was THANK YOU, as even though this is the diary of MY life, if it wasn’t for YOU, tuning in… when you can.. or when you care and returning back to ‘Wunna Land’ afterward, it really wouldn’t be where it’s at today.

I mean GOD, when it first started a decade ago in Hollywood and only 8 people read it a month….I didn’t have internet access (and the blog was still on Myspace) so I had to walk to The Beverly Center, in West Hollywood every day and write my blog from one of the display demo desktops at the Apple Mac store. Lol. They didn’t even stop me. I must’ve looked like a weirdo. I even did it at the Apple Stores in New York and in every hotel that provided free internet services…all over America. Lol. (People didn’t want me to blog from their venue then. 🙂 Ten years on…they’re begging me too.)

I remember being excited because 74 people had read my blog in ONE DAY. 🙂 Now, like I always tell you, tens and TENS OF THOUSANDS OF YOU *click* into Wunna Land, all over the world…On every single continent….In over 200 different countries…..and its translated into 40 different languages a day. (Haha…You know the spiel.)

But thank YOU for reading and following my life. It’s just my version of it and I hope yours is going just as well or at least the way you wish it to!

Thank you to everyone who has been a real life part of this year. I always say that my blog is like a written word, reality show, where real people, *pop* out of nowhere and become part of it all, as their real life path crosses with mine. If it was a written word, reality show, then I will honestly tell you that I HAVE NEVER EVER HAD A BETTER CAST, THAN THE CAST OF THIS YEAR!! Lol. THANK YOU. You rocked! (Even the ones that put me through shit. Lol.)

I don’t know what my 2017 has in store…I’ve read loads of tweets by others who all have ‘so many great things happening in 2017.’ 

I honestly have no clue what’s a coming? I just know that whatever life throws at me…I’m ready for it and i’m armed with a *wink.*

Hopefully i’ll BOSS IT and not drink too much gin.

I’ll leave you with this… (This was the first Steven Bartlett Vlog that I found posted on someone else’s Facebook wall…)

Happy 2017. Sail Well!

SENDING YOU ALL MY LOVE.

FUCKING HAPPY NEW YEAR!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thank you for watching my Vlogs!

Just wanted to say THANK YOU to all of you who have been tuning into my Vlogs and watching or subscribing to by new Youtube Channel!

It means so much to me, that they’re doing better than I thought? They’ve been up around 2 weeks now…and i’ve already managed to shimmie over fifty thousand + views! That’s CRAZY!

If you haven’t seen them (AMERICANS)…here’s  quick reminder… *Click links*

 

There is a lot more to come and they’re going to be fun!