Feeling Bleh

I have absolutely no desire to do anything except check out my Facebook and eat cupcakes. Which means my blogging material is running low.

I blame the weekend. Actually make that the kick ass weekend. It was so much fun and that has been a big problem. You see last week was hectic work-wise. So all I could do was think about the weekend. Then it arrived and went in a blur of awesomeness. I want another one.

We started off the weekend by dressing like ladies and meeting the gang at Planet Bar. When I'm a proper grown up I am so totally going to spend a month's salary on a room at the Mount Nelson. On Saturday we went for spa treatments, which was more pain than pampering but any lady knows those waxes need to be done. Then it was time for some shopping. Saturday ended with a visit from the gays and dancing at Assembly (which is where all the hot guys have been hiding, why did no one tell me this). On Sunday, we all had brekkie and the mandatory visit to the parental units (more for the free lunch and "shopping" in the pantry). The evening was dedicated to cupcakes and Sex & The City.

Now I'm back at work and only the thought of the upcoming holiday is keeping me going. Wait that's actually a lie. There is one other thing. I was walking in Gardens Centre when suddenly I stopped at the fragrance shop. There in the window was a poster for what is now my new favourite obsession.



Henry Cavill for Dunhill. O.M.F.G I may need a napkin.

(If you want to feel happy all over, you can watch the advert for the fragrance as well here. Enjoy!)

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Monday's Mantra

This week I will be more organised.
I believe weekends are way too short.
I'm addicted to those damn prawn chips (again!).
I wish my life was an 80s brat pack movie.
I'm jealous of people with loads of cash to blow on nights out partying.
Soundtrack/Mantra for the week Just Can't Get Enough

It's my birthday and I'll cry if I want too

That's a bit melodramatic.

I had a really good day considering I was at work and am looking forward to the weekend plans.
Today I got woken up by my favourite roomie 'green eyes' with a cup of tea and a chocolate Charlie's cupcake....heaven...and a good way to start any day. Then I got to work and discovered condoms on my desk...apparently we all got them, but people decided to pass theirs along to me seeing as it is my birthday and I acquired more than one pack. I now feel as if my desk can pass for a family planning clinic. On the bright side, I'll alwyas be prepared.

Then I discovered a present hiding behind my laptop from the writer of Juz, Jax and El. It's a personalised blog message to me printed and framed, it even came with the Juz, Jax and El wrapping paper. I absolutely love it and am trying to decided whether to keep it at work or at the flat were I know it will make green eyes jealous...

I got lots of birthday wishes from friends and colleagues and hugs (which I love too) and even my Client gave me a gift which is really sweet, maybe they really do like me!

Then it was back to the office where we had cake (thanks mom) which went down a treat and I got the most amazing bunch of flowers from my bosses. Super spoilt.

Now, Im at the folks (mandatory family-birthday dinner) which again was great and I get to do sweet nothing as they run around fussing over me...lucky I brought a whole bag of washing home with me...

Plans for weekend are as follows: breakfast tomorrow with folks at wine farm, then best friend picking me up for 'adventure' (slightly nervous), the off to Planet Bar for cocktails tomorrow eve with close friends. Then saturday green eyes is taking me to spa to get me all pamapered up and spolit, then we're off to Assembly for some rocking 80's tunes.

Can a Skinny Bitch get any luckier?
Birthdays Rock

B.E

Happy Birthday Blue Eyes

It's Blue Eye's 24th birthday. Yay!
Hope you have an absolutely fabulous day and get spoiled!

Enjoy!

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I'm Not Being A Bitch, I'm Just Honest

Helen from Bonding Over Lizards tagged Skinny Bitches with the Honest Scrap award. We heart awards. Thanks! And definitely go and check out her blog, it’s faboosh and every now and again she posts videos of awesome 90s songs. So here are my 10 honest things:

I’m afraid watching Private Practice has made me broody.

I really don’t like when people try and talk to me in lifts. I can be friendly and charming and funny but I select not to. Mostly I’m afraid I might use up some of my best material on people I’ll never see again.

I think one of the worst things a friend can make you do is join him/her and his/her significant other while they are still in the loved-up stages. Imagine watching a movie with a couple who are making out the entire time. Then imagine trying to talk about the movie afterwards and instead of answers getting giggles and sheepish smiles and them saying “Guess we missed that part.” Oh yes it’s happened.

For every straight guy I know, I know two gay ones. This has me worried.

I absolutely hate the phrase “Good value for your money” and I want to stab myself with a blunt spoon when I hear someone say it.

Nothing makes my heart more sore than saying no to people begging at robots, particularly when they are disabled or children.

The ultimate dealbreaker for me is someone pinching something off my plate without my permission. If you want some, ask, I will give it to you purely because you did not bug me and asked. If I’m having those prawn chips from Woolworths or sour worms you may not be so lucky but you never know.

If I ever had plastic surgery, I’d want to look like Rachel McAdams.

I’ve used the “I’m not a bitch. I’m just being honest” line numerous times and honestly, I was just being a bitch ;)

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An Open Letter...

To all the people who complained to me today. All 100 million of you, please stop it. I listen everyday and every day I try and help but for just one day please stop. I cannot take it anymore. And I’ve actually stopped caring that these are not 100% perfect. Because I know even if they were, you would still find something to complain about. So in the words of Madonna, I’m not your bitch, don’t hang your shit on me.

To the person who judged my salad with feta. Yes I know there was more feta than actually green things. Yes I know it’s not the low fat one. And yes I know that it cannot be good for me. But isn’t it enough I had a salad and not just slabs of feta on its own. Without being disgusting, I could eat feta just like that. It’s that good. So maybe concentrate on your own lunch rather than mine. And don’t you know Feta Makes it Better!

To the hot guy driving next to me on De Waal drive, just name it and I’ll do it. Sounds crass but trust me he would be worth it.

To my friend at the MAC counter, thank you. Liquid eye liner has changed my life. And I finally got to wear my green eyeshadow. I don’t care if it’s a bit too much for work. It makes my eyes more prominent and I love it.

To the people who invade my personal space, what is so important you need to be up in my business. I try to be polite but I will never tell you it’s bothering me. So I move away and yet you move closer. We look like we’re doing a retarded type of dance. Other times I cannot be bothered to move away and in turn I become bitchy to counteract your proximity. I do not want to be a bitch and I am also not inviting you into my area. That is reserved for my hot water bottle and Robert Pattinson. And if I wanted you in that area, you would know it. Because I turn into a silly little girl and play with my hair and make “ooohh” noises. Plus I lean forward a lot so you can see “the girls”. Until I’m acting like a hussy, keep your distance.

Monday's Mantra

This week is going to be fabulous.
I believe I will be 24 years old this week.
I'm addicted to all things sweet and it's starting to show.
I wish it was raining and I was snuggled up in bed with a good book.
I'm jealous of Lauren from The Hills. She has my life!
Soundtrack/Mantra for the week Oh Happy Day!

10 Random Things About Me

Skinny Bitches were tagged by the lovely Being Brazen to do this post. Because I am very random, I have lots of random things to write about (myself).

At one point in my life, I want to be single, have an amazing job, an amazing house and not give a damn about anyone else’s happiness but my own.

Sometimes an episode of Sex & The City solves everything.

I get more scared when I go for my brow waxing than I do when I go for my lady waxing.

I cry every time I watch Armageddon without fail.

Whenever I see a movie with Scarlett Johannson I get really mad for some reason. She really bugs me.

I’m not a huge fan of children, I can only handle two at a time but I have my children’s names picked out. I’d have a boy and a girl and call them Connor and Boleyn.

I hate hearing magazine people tell me working in the industry is nothing like The Devil Wears Prada. As if I’m only in it for the glamour. Secretly I hope there is still a bit of glamour though.

Thanks to my gay bestie, I know the dance routines to most of Britney Spears songs. I do a mean Oops! I Did It Again.

I really want to plan a wedding. Even if it's not my own.

One of my biggest weaknesses is time wastage. I'm always late and I can waste hours doing nothing important, like for instance, worrying over my split ends or which one of my calves is bigger.

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Win A Balmain Jacket!

Why should Rihanna and Anna Dello Russo have all the fun. Now you can also dress up in Balmain. theOutnet.com is having a fabulous giveaway where you can win this amazing designer jacket.



Go here to enter. The competition ends on the 14th of September and only one entry per person.

Good luck!

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Seriously.

Last Night At The Movies:

Green Eyes waiting for popcorn so I can cover it with salt 'n' vinegar spice.

Boy 1: I'm going to a themed 21st.
Boy 2: What's the theme?
Boy 1: Infamous. I'm not sure who to go as.
Boy 2: There's always Hitler.

Green Eyes makes Jim Face.

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