Amazeballs track: Azealia Banks 212

The marvellous splendour of Musical Bingo

I admit I was somewhat sceptical when I was invited to Musical Bingo, mainly because it's bingo if I'm honest. Oh! How sorry I am for ever doubting you Musical Bingo, for you are a truly stupendous entity. How can anything involving Bingo lead to so much mischief and debautury?! The concept is pretty obvious so I wont go into detail, they play songs you cross them off your sheet. You also have to race to the  DJ booth to claim your line or full house so there is more of a challenge than usual.   

Believe me it can get quite heated, elbows are involved and pride is at steak. My friend has twice now thrown her toys out of the pram and given the death stare to the poor DJ who failed to check her line first, essentially meaning she missed out on a prize. Poor little Crae Crae. 

But hold on, the fun endeth not there. Once your line has been checked by one of the DJ's you forget all about remaining nonchalant and composed and hurry excitedly to the stage whereby you are showered with confetti (If only this happened every time I entered a room) as you choose to keep your prize (think novelty lollies and shots) or gamble. You might get gherkins, you might get champers (The gherkin was a booby prize btw, although not to some-weirdos). 

The compares are most entertaining, the tunes are banging and there's always dancing on the table, a must for all my nights out.  My experiences of Musical Bingo have thus far involved lots of wine, shots, dancing, shouting, much over gesticulation, glitter, non Scottish shortbread, glow sticks, bad chat up lines, meeting amazing new people and almost not being able to make it into work the next day. Perfect night then really. It really is the best organised fun Ive had all year, hurry up 19th December. Plan your visit, you must. 

Nicole Sherzinger single handedly ruining things for woman kind everywhere. Well done.

Anyone else find Nicole Sherzinger bloody irritating? I feel like she's leading the crusade to take stereotypes of women back a century or two. We can see your sexy but do you really have to be so obvious as to sing songs entitled 'wet' and writhe around pretending to be all defenceless and pandering to mens stereotypes of what makes women attractive. It's all very unimaginative. Why not just be yourself and help show the world that confidence and originality are what makes someone attractive not shagging a wall in a bikini whilst having water thrown at you and pouting as if you've got a massive cock in your mouth and it's the best thing you've ever experienced. Bore off Nicole. And why pretend to be so much younger than you obviously are as if getting old is a crime. Ruining things for woman kind everywhere. Well done Nicole bloody Sherzinger

Fashion blog: http://guesshowmuch-guesshowmuch.blogspot.com/

Loving this amazing little fashion blog, such an innovative idea. Especially enjoying that boys are featuring on there. Wonder if I could ever make it on there................? (Pretty please!)

Everyday a new outfuit appears, you guess how much it costs, grand reveal takes place the next day. So simple. Watch this space, could grow to mega proportions.............. 

Fave ensemble so far:

Take a look: http://guesshowmuch-guesshowmuch.blogspot.com/

My concerns for the country: M&M's world

Something terrible and most horrifying has crept into the tourist heart of London and is brainwashing all who go. Under the guise of a confectionery shop it pretends to be a place where all should visit, a must see on the list of 'things to do in London if you are a mindless tourist who has no more imagination than to follow the bright lights and end up in Leicester square'. It's a multi storey shop selling, wait for it, M&M's dispensers. Oh of course! Dispensers for our Nations favourite chocolate. Oh no wait, we don't even bloody eat them over here and they're owned by Mars, an American company. Well that makes perfect sense then. Let's all go to London and spend £20 on an M&M's dispenser to take back to our poor unsuspecting relatives as a gift from one of the greatest cities in the world, who hopefully question why the f*vk you even walked in the front door of the place. These fools are everywhere I see them every day on the tube. Watch out for the yellow bag of idiocy (of course I don't mean the yellow bag from the actual hallowed ground).

Would you rather? Hot gay men.

These last months I've really come to love gay men. Who knows why? It may be linked to having snogged one of the hottest men I've ever seen, who was also gay. But that's another story. So, back to the amazing game of would you rather, which hot gay man would you rather be? Will Young, Tom Ford or Stefano Gabbana. 

Hello Nails inc magnetic nail varnish!

After waiting for over 14 months to receive some free nail varnish, I know - I should have stopped being such a  pikey and gone and bought some, I finally got some lovely Nails inc. varnishes. Oooohhhh quite good isn't it. The magnetic stuff is rather exciting, apply one coat hold the magnetic lid over it (careful not to smudge!) for 15 seconds and voila, beautiful nails as seen below. 

Yes the picture quality is slightly blurred, it's because I have an old iphone and as soon as O2 stop scamming me by pretending they were ever going to have any in stock while the 'free phone' offer was on, I'll get a new one. Bloody marketing scam-bags. 

5 Things I couldn't live without.....

1. Dry shampoo. I mean really, how good is it?! You can go out partying everynight and no one need know you're too lazy to get up and have a shower. Bit dirty but hey, that's just where I am in life right now.


2. Iphone. Bit boring and predictable but it's true. I can't imagine life without it. Would prefer it if it didn't break down every few days and could actually make phone calls buy hey, you can't have everything.


3. Fruit. Love it, genuinely can't get through a day without it. Particular favourites are raspberries, strawberries and pineapple. Yum. Although I seem to be suffering from acid errosion on my teeth due to over consumption. You just can't win can you.


4. Reading before bed. I genuinely panic and believe I am unable to sleep without reading a few pages before bed time.


5. Eyebrow pencil. I previously thought it was mascara I couldn't live without but have recently switched to the eyebrow pencil. It's crazy how many people are yet to be awakened to the power of the brow.

Important questions of our time: Will a WAG ever leave her man?

Not likely! If you're stupid enough to get with a footballer who goes out clubbing and is regularly snapped by the pap with cheap & nasty hoe's, who then comes home and tells you that it's not his fault - it's the press that make him look bad because they need to sell papers, then the least you can be rewarded with is his cash. I'm reminded of a track intro from Dr Dre's 2001, which includes little gems like 'you knew when you got with the N*****that he already had a woman, but you f***ed him anyway, didn't you b****, didn't you!' & 'Mamma was a ho*, she was weekend p***y, she went an got pregnant, coz she was trying to keep a n***** that she wanted'

Words that should be banned....

Jeggings. Who says this?! Actually my friend Gemma does, but I don't like it, not one bit. Now I have to hear it weaving it's way into daily vocab by featuring on a Tesco advert - truly tradgic. Either get skinny jeans or leggings, don't combine the two. If your legs don't fit into skinnies, then jeggings sure as hell 'aint gonna work for you honey, just back off. It's time to admit to yourself that leggings are your only weapon. Step away from the jeggings and never say that hideous word again, yak!  

My day in pictures: Sepantine Gallery to Saatchi Gallery

Uncool shoes

MBT's - all (especially the boots). Crocs - any. Uggs - most. Birkenstocks - any. Vivienne Westwood jelly shoes - all (if you can't afford real designer shoes - just don't get any!).

Just how bad is a bacon sandwich?

Is a bacon sandwich really all that bad for you? It it much worse than un pain au chocolat? Important questions.

What do your Facebook status updates say about you - mine say I'm fat!

It has recently been brough to my attention that the majority (not all as certain people keep pointing out - bullies!) of my Facebook status updates are about eating and drinking. At first I decided I was being cyber bullied by my skinny friend and took great offence. When another 'friend' (I use the term losely after this incident) commented on the same thing I had to step back and take a good hard look at myself. I'd say 60% are linked to consumption of solids or liquids. Initially I thought 'shit, what a fatty loser, how embarassing to talk about food all the time!' however, on refelction I have come to two conclusions 1. Food is amazing, pretty damn interesting and definitely worth talking about 2. I'm not talking about eating it alone so everyone is just jealous of my socail life - ha! Actually I have a third one  - 3. If I was paid a decent amount by my employer I would be writing about holidays instead but I don't, so deal with the food updates people. If you don't like it - defriend me!

Things you don't want to hear, pretty much ever

1. The man from the video shop comment on how often you come into the shop.
2. Your boyfriend say your new haircut is 'cute', I think you mean sexy!
3. Your boyfriend say 'I love your tummy' - I think you mean six pack!
4. 1534 isn't that when you were born?! From a scrawny student who barely looks old enough to drink and who has almost certainly never had sex, unless with his dog &/ vacum cleaner counts

Why I love Vimeo.....

How amazing is Vimeo. Very. It's just so much cooler than YouTube, the graphics are ultra effective and easy to understand. Everyone loves a big heart graphic don't they? Rhetorical. Reminds me a bit of pip.io (apparently the new Facebook - or one of them - not convinced but it looks cool, if only my friends were on it (maybe that's be cause I don't have any firends - hmmm)) Anyway below is a brilliant example of the quality of content on Vimeo, it's basically where all the cool kids hang out, not sure how I found it then.

The Bad Sushi Incident from Tim Wesoly on Vimeo.

Where is Westwood / Where is Emma?

Come on England - Rooooooney!

How embarrassing will it be if we don't get past the group stages! Very. Surely they can pull it together for 90 mins. It just seems very unlikely after last Fridays performance doesn't it! Gerrard with his dodgy foot hitting the ball off somewhere into outer space, Rooney looking like a 5 year old who'd been told he wasn't allowed a Maccy Ds for his tea and the rest of them, well, the less said the better. Utter rubbish. Please, please, please be nicer to the boys Fabio, your X management tactics are clearly not working. Tell them you'll love them even if they lose (don’t mean it obv) and I'm sure they'll be good little boys. Roooooooney!

So what's the correct response to 'i'm just looking at your belly'

Surely every girls worst nightmare, you've seen your 'live in' casting slightly too long a glance at your stomach area in the past week or so, when confronted with the question 'what are you looking at?' (in a non agressive tone I might add) the last thing you want to hear is 'your belly'. Shocked, I push it further 'what do you mean my belly?!' why did I do this to myself? I get a response along the lines of it's fine, I like it and I've put on weight too look. This is coming from Mr Terminator who has not an ounce of fat on him! Typical girl response, I can't help it it's in my genes, I want to cry, curl up in a ball and never leave the comfort of my own bed ever again. Instead I somehow manage to hold back the tears (well done me) run to the bedroom and put on a top to cover what I now imagine to be my humongous grotesquley obese stomach. Feeling pretty shit about myself I now have to sit through a day of being an internal emmotional wreck and trying not to think about food which, let's  face it, when you have a desk job, is the only thing getting me through to 5:30! Pretty sure my time would be better spent on important issues such as how to solve the BP oil spill, providing aid to children in Africa and how bankers should be penalised but oh well, that's just me!

Souk Medina, Covent Garden

So at the wknd I found a nice little place in Covent garden for dinner. This, for anyone who lives in London will know, is quite a feat as usually all eateries in this area are subject to being waaay overpriced, full of tourists and generally just not a nice experience. I have to say I’m a bit of a one trick pony and once I’ve found something I like, I generally stick to it, I’m just a bit boring like that! And for that reason pretty much every time I go to Covent Garden I go to Wahacca, which btw is amazing. It’s cheap, tasy and most importantly does amazing tequila and my absolute favourite – salty beer. I think it’s official Mexican name is a chellada, fresh lime juice with official Mexican beer with salt around the rim, delicious – truly. But alas I think I have finally found an alternative, is this what happens when you try new things?! Souk Medina. It‘s hidden on Short Street (I think) just by the Chicago theatre. You’re greeted to very authentic Moroccan/African décor and the enticing smell of burning incense, friendly staff and if you’re lucky, a belly dancer. The food is decently priced, I went for the Chicken, chickpea and harissa tagine, £12, tasty, decent size, brilliant. Everyone else was suitably happy with the food, particularly the veggies among us (those crazy fools, how could you refuse the sumptuous offering of bacon in life?!) so all in all good experience. I now have 2 Covent Garden eateries in my repertoire, marvellous.