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I have recently realised something about my wardrobe. Frankly, most of it should belong to someone else. A large portion of my wardrobe belongs to the imaginary girl in my head who jumps into her chauffeur driven car, or a cab, spends the evening drinking cocktails and eating canapes at an event filled with super
Earlier this week I received a little parcel from Wade & Belle. Wade & Belle make a brand called “Not Too Tights” and I was intrigued by them as they promise to eliminate that “muffin top” you get on the waistband of tights, and be more comfortable to wear. I largely gave up on tights
Well, I promised myself this year that I would try and take on some races that were just plain fun, and last weekend I completed my first ever obstacle course at Rough Runner in Oxfordshire. I was feeling kind of nervous when I turned up in the morning, I didn’t really know what to expect,
In Monday’s post I mentioned I had cut the neck out of my t-shirt. I did it in a rather blasé fashion, assuming everyone would know how to do this. Frankly I assumed this because if there is some kind of customisation that *I* can do then I automatically assume everyone else got there first
I’m back at work with a vengeance today after a rather lovely birthday week. Yes, that’s right, I get a birthday week, what of it? Yesterday, being the last day of that week, there was a lingering pressure to “make the most of it”, so we decided that a long wander round a Boot Fair
Wednesday was my birthday. It wasn’t just my birthday though, it was also Mr Chicks birthday, as we have to share. This is both fun, as it means “our” birthday is a bit of an event, and rubbish because I can’t spend all day making him wait on me hand and foot because it’s my
Today is my birthday, just so you know. In case you forgot you can run to the shops for gifts and cards and post them to me and when they turn up just claim that the post must have been slow. I won’t mind, honest, even though I secretly won’t believe it was the post
I don’t wear trousers very often. I can tell you right now, for instance, that the last time (before these pictures) that I wore trousers was on the 28th March when I wore a pair of Heyday! swing trousers to go and watch the Rugby. Mostly because I knew other people would be more comfortable
Sometimes we all need a bit of cheering up. Today I’m feeling a bit down in the dumps. I’m sure that I’ll be back to my perky self tomorrow, but being self employed I am taking full advantage of that fact and currently writing this from a blanket fort in my living room while watching
