OOTD: Anti-social Annie, lumpy arse and my sad blogging confession!
If you’re a regular reader of my blog, or have read my blog at some point before (Mum, that means you…and probably only you) you’ll know that when I’m working I turn into a complete hermit, a complete recluse and pretty much a complete and utter anti-social tit. Not only do I not have a chance to breath – obviously pure exaggeration – let alone meet my friends, but I also have a big fat moan about it on here. You lucky little things you, no wonder I’ve got millions of followers…oh, awkward!
However – oh don’t you just love a good connecting word – this weekend (Oh I forgot to add that Thursdays and Fridays are my ‘new weekends’ but it’s absolutely fine. I’m not bitter about the fact that I never get the same days off as all of my friends ……not bitter at all) I finally got my ‘still not Beyonce sized’ arse into gear and caught up with two of my best friends. I went for a casual/put together look. As I said, I went for it, whether I actually pulled it off though is very questionable. Erm, no it’s not love. It’s an absolute resounding ‘No you never!’
Despite the fact that I nearly always wack out the old “pull the hair back, don’t look at the camera…let’s try and make this look natural” pose, I genuinely didn’t ‘pose’ for this. We had force 9 gale’s – no exaggeration, well…probably a little exaggeration – today and that barnet was never staying in place!
Also, sincere apologies for what are without a doubt the most unflattering trousers that have ever graced the planet. They somehow manage to just make your legs look a bit…I want to say ‘trunky’ but realise this is 100% not a word/even decipherable, so I’ll go for lumpy. Yes, they kind of add lumps are bumps that are not there, which on my arse is fine – perfect in fact, hello Beyonce arse without the effort of squats – but elsewhere, kind of just looks wrong.
Shirt that was so static it made my hair look even more like a Lions mane/Hagrid: New Look
The world’s most unflattering trousers: River Island
Old faithful “she’s wearing them again”boots: River Island
One of way too many gilet’s: Primark (My bargainista self had to get a Primarni item in there somewhere)
So now we’ve come to the end of what, looking back, is possibly one of the most boring posts I’ve ever written in my blogging history. Which by my standards, is saying something. No, no, don’t all rush to defend me and say that it’s been riveting…Oh you’re not? well that really is awkward!
In all seriousness though, the last week has been particularly busy, stressful and manic for me (here we go, out come the violins again) and I have to admit, despite the fact that I feel like a total knob saying it, I’ve really really missed blogging. I miss interacting with other readers/bloggers, I miss the #bblogger chats, I just miss indulging in the completely superficial and pure escapism side that blogging brings out in me. Oh well, TOWIE comes to an end in a couple of weeks and I’m sure I’ll be back to blogging every day. Who the hell am I kidding? I never did that in the first place, as much as possible anyway. That’s more like it love….
Thanks so much for reading guys, hope you enjoyed this post!