It’s where I sweat profusely because I’m working my t*tties off to try and stay in some kind of aceptable human shape and improve my stamina, so I don’t die walking up the stairs when the lift is out of order in my building. (Which actually happened after I got back from Christmas). It’s a biological FACT, […]
I’m pretty (almost certain) sure it’s not acceptable to say, “You’re OK big fella, fancy a tumble?” even if it is just for sh*ts and giggles…….
with Amore on the front, flat boots, my reading glasses, just mascara and sick hair. A cardinal sin for a Brit. To put it in perspective, it usually takes me three days, four hours and a few minutes to prepare for a night out with notice. That’s lady maintenence, toe-nails, fingernails, home spray tan buffing […]
OR: I’ve got a bit of a head cold. My head more or less exploded into a cloud of sn*t and tears yesterday, between leaving my front door and arriving at work, (approximately twenty five minutes including an emergency visit to the pharmacy en-route). I don’t know why, but I seem to get colds in […]
Hurrah – the magic is back, boo – impending birthday. Hurrah – the magic is back, boo – impending birthday. Hurrah – the magic is back, boo – impending birthday. Hurrah – the magic is back, boo – impending birthday. My ability to do brain magic again, slightly outweighs the stress of each approaching birthday […]
Champagne cocktails, Venetian masks, Porches, Jaguars, diamonds and fine art. A fake priest trying to recruit new blood to a his prostitution ring – possibly, two potential new clients, one from Russia, club guestlist from a mobile millionaire Hugh Grant-alike from Fitzrovia and an invitation to a weekend inFrankfurt from a very attractive (but married) […]
A spontaneous invitation to Excellence Life, means a quick wardrobe decisión after work and fool-proof make-up make-over. Killer dress – check Killer heels – check Smokey eyes – check Clutch full of business cards – check Who says teaching English can’t be a luxury product?? I’ll come away with one new client. done deal.
That is all.
I get served beautiful chocolate orange, Christmas tea infusión, with real life gold in it……. I feel valuable. It was so beautiful I didn’t want to drink it.
(or inately stupid). Justin Bieber, just because you have a big tattoo of me on your calf does not mean your recent behaviour is forgiven. I like this particular representation of myself, it just so happens, Ecce Homo by Rubens from 1610, and I am very flattered you wanted my face on your person. But; you and […]
The Secret Diary of Anne Pank 