Most unusual gift?

Wow, not been too hot on the old blog posts of late have I?! It’s all that Christmas cheer getting in the way, baking, present buying & wrapping swiftly followed by the ceremonious ooh-ing and ahh-ing at the unwrapping. I even made someone cry (with joy before you ask) with one of my gifts, yeah I’m pretty good like that. Many a person has wished that one day I would buy presents for them, it’s a good rep to have, Mrs Generosity they call me. Actually no they don’t call me that at all really. So what’s on the complex & extremely intelligent mind of the Lost Little Blonde Girl recently, hmmmm. Presents! Well we’ve opened them all now, pretty chuffed. Thanks family. Most unusual gift received? A real genuine Reindeer skin, yep that right, Reindeer skin. Old faithful went over to Sweden a few weeks ago and picked them up for us. I have to say, totally love it! Is that like raising the firey gates of hell to animal lovers? I’m pretty sure it’s just like using cow hide to be honest, it all gets used. I love a bit of reindeer meat me. It’s not like I’m killing of rare animals or anything is it, I’m pretty sure it’s fine. Stella will still speak to me at parties, phew. You don’t want to witness the wrath of Stella, if you thought Paul was bad think again. Once our Stella gets going she’s like a wild animal! Anyway, enjoy Christmas y’all!

Is Sarah Harding a bit of a hag?

I used to think she was the hottest of Girls Aloud but now I'm starting to think she's a bit of a hag. She always seems to be a little bit too pissed and out of control and as much as I don't want to say it, she looks a bit too old to be behaving quite that badly. Maybe she's just portrayed like that and the press love to publish the pictures of her looking a bit smashed, but I really am starting to think that Lilly Allen has secretly written '22' about her. Plus I'm sure Sarah is older than 27, I reckon she might have done a Nicole Scherzinger on us. Hmmmm....

Ok lets play would you rather.....

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Christmas party tonight, how exciting.

Christmas party tonight, how exciting. Apparently we have quite a decent dj playing too. When I day decent I mean house / dance type dj not some stupid radio dj like Chris Moyles whom I detest. Why do I want to listen to some old fat guy having private jokes with his mates? (who are actually far more interesting and entertaining than him). Wow, I really don't like him do I! Anyway back to the party. It's quite a big company so there will be easily over a thousand there.It's basically like a normal night out as you don't know anyone this means chance of party gossip, excellent! I can't deny that I love a bit of office gossip. Especially when senior management are involved. Someone was telling me that over 70% of office workers have snogged someone in their office! How bad is that! Don't get me wrong, I love gossip but I HATE people who cheat. To me it's the worse thing someone can do. And the thought of other people knowing about it makes me feel a bit sick. Let's hope that's not what it takes to get to the top here. Unfortunately I'm not in the office tomorrow so I'll have to count on my reliable source to feed back all of the stories. Who will tell their boss what they really think of them and who will offer themselves for a promotion, hmmmmm.......

What's with the rush to meet up with me all of a sudden?

I swear my friends must think I'm dying in the next couple of weeks or something. It's just Christmas people, I'm not going anywhere! I'm sure I wasn't this popular on my Birthday, when I actually wanted people to come out! For some reason everyone feels the need to pack in as many "Christmas" drinks as possible. I have 2 nights free until Christmas and none free between Christmas and New Years Eve, mental. I suppose I should be grateful for so many friends but it's bloody expensive all this socialising. How am I expected to buy any presents for myself when all of my hard earned dollar is spent on Bombay and rose?!

Just another Manic Monday, well actually not really!

Ah Monday, Monday, Monday how did you get here so fast! To be honest, which my grandma always said to do, I can totally deal with it 1. Because I have another 4 day week, woo hoo, jealous much, you, yes! And 2. It's only 18 days to Christmas and 17 until Norwegian Christmas, the best Christmas ever! Part party (said in a Glaswegian accent, just because). Roll on the rest of the week. I've purposely made no plans this week apart from drinks with the kiwi on Friday and keys face it Friday is never a day for exercise anyway. Over the weekend I managed Zumba and the gym, get in. All I need to do now is to win the lottery so I can go and buy a fabulous dress to show it all off in, scratch card please!

Mmmm Macaroon....

How much do I love my friend who just bought me these lovely Macroons, er - loads! And he's a boy, see there are nice ones out there, rejoice ladies, rejoice! I went straight for the pink one which didn't disappoint. Mmmm yummy. Even though I have just returned from a jaunt at Shepherd's Bush Westfield shopping centre, trying on tight dresses, I don't feel bad for my Macaroon splurge and nor should I. After all Christmas is about enjoying ones self as well. I'll burn of those calories tomorrow. Now, to make the most of my afternoon off I will go and enjoy a large gin and tonic, before 5:30 - what a little rebel I am. Bad little blonde girl!

Oh and apparently the man responsible for creating these beauties is exhibiting at Taste London this wknd at Excel, Bougie Macaron & Tea. www.bougie.co.uk/

Hairdresser of the year touched my hair!

Wow, just seen in today's Shortlist that Akin Konizi of Hob salon fame has won Hairdresser of the Year for the second year in a row. And how amazing, he cut my hair last time I was in the salon in Camden, wow! I'm so impressed by that it's embarrassing. My most amazing Hairdresser Holly was cutting my hair and he was in the salon and came over to offer advice before picking up my luscious locks (they are pretty luscious ;) and doing a bit of expert chopping. Wow, wow, wow my hair has been touched my genius, que angels singing and hovering around my head like a halo, aaahh aahhha aaahhhh!