Thursday, 25 March 2010

Summer & saving just doesn't mix!

Spring has finally sprung, but summer time spending has just got into full flow. I am already feeling the tug of my bank card, which was calling out for me today to stock up on all these essential summer goodies that I happened to gawp at on my lunch break, and if I’m correct it’s only March?

I'm currently saving and to be honest I am doing pretty well, the money in my account is going up and not down, I haven’t yet had the urge to dip into it (until today that is) and I have only had to borrow the odd pound here or there. So overall this saving thing is working out for me. And then I walked into Accessorize. Oops.

The array of beautiful jewelry always seems to get me touching everything, which is then followed by me slowing orbiting the shop ensuring I take every little bit in, just incase I miss the perfect bracelet or head band or bag or well, anything. And today was no different, except that is that I was a little pushed for time as I was on my lunch break so my usual meander through the shop turned into a fast paced walk and a little less touching. The summer colours (which we wait a whole year for) were popping out everywhere from the over the top embellished holdalls that oozed San Tropez beach bag to the floral chunky bangles that lined the shelves. This shop screams - HOLIDAY.

And this is the point where I must confess that I am going on holiday this year which must make any over spending plausible because every pair of flip flops I buy and every extra bikini I then purchase all comes under the holiday budget. This budget I have no yet set out but hey it’s not about the details is it. Okay, truthfully I am trying to justify to myself the reasons why buying an anklet (an extremely pretty anklet) for example is alright when there are more important holiday pieces to buy like dresses, sandals and swimwear. But come on accessories make an outfit so must be justifiable right?

This time at least I was able to resist the beauty of the shop and leave empty handed but I do put this down to the whole lunch break thing and not the fact that I wasn’t gagging to just buy something. Anything. So for now my bank account stays untouched - until the next time.

Asos here I come!

Friday, 19 March 2010

It's not official-until it's on Facebook!

For one, the-am-I-your-girlfriend-yet chat is nerve racking enough but awaiting that ominous relationship status request is complete torture. Once you’ve bagged the title of his girlfriend how long after are you expected to wait for your relationship status to go from single to finally taken?


Announcing to the entire cyber world that you are taken by 'Mr Smith' is the confirmation that us girls seek. To know that your relationship means more to him than have all those I’ve-only-met-you-once girls thinking he is single and ready to mingle, now that is the icing on the relationship cake. It has been said that seeing is believing and in this case I definitely agree, if you can see your relationship, and everyone else can see your relationship you can bet that it will make it past the first month mark. Once it’s on Facebook there’s no going back - kind of.


So what does it mean when your guy is yet to make it official? Possible reasons for his delay are; he is waiting for you to make the first move and send him the request, he has no clue how to write a status (or understand the point of doing so) let alone change his relationship status, or maybe he just isn’t worth it and has no interest in letting everyone know he is off limits. Now that guy is not serious boyfriend husband material and may never make it official, and will most certainly have your girlfriends breathing down your neck telling you to ditch him asap!


The Facebook love label is the 10 carat gold diamond equivalent to showing the cyber world that you are both out of the game and only have eyes for each other - we hope.


But, Beware of the flaw in the system. Even if his status says ‘in a relationship’ but your name is no where to been seen then this commitment thing just does not count. Don’t let your man get away with it, you deserve to have his friends know you’re his girl.


So if it’s not on Facebook, girls it just isn’t official!

Wednesday, 27 January 2010

90210: The Dream.

Do you get sucked into the oh-so-perfect life of the ultimate Beverly Hills teenagers like I do? Their lives revolve around Dolce and Gabbana purses, Jimmy Choos, ridiculously amazing house parties in the Hollywood Hills and their platinum cards. Heaven springs to mind. 90210 is my muse, it captures the sun, sea and sex scandals of Hollywood teens right to my living room, and for one moment I can immerse myself in a fantasy of gorgeousness!



So is this the American dream of young girls today? Living the American dream - so over used, right? We speak about that dream as if it is something to aspire to have, or aspire to be, but shouldn’t we aspire to be something greater and with much more fulfillment than just that? Yes girls it really is just that. Nothing more than a false reality for most, but when I see girls just like me wish for their ‘dull’ (normal I would call it) lives to be that of Naomi Clark. I question that dream lifestyle of those Beverly Hills rich kids.



I am admittedly a 90210 geek because I have watched episodes long into the night via the internet, and yes I couldn’t wait for season 2 to show in the UK so have watched the aired shows on the net. But I am still not fooled by their lifestyle. I am aware it is pretty much unattainable, and so far removed from my life that if it suddenly was handed to me I would be so far out of my comfort zone it would be scary. Think Annie moving from Kansas and multiply it by 50!



Okay, I understand how we all have our dream plan, that list of those goals just too far out of reach that they pass us by, but we all still cling on and hope that a dream is not just dreamt about. But why America? I mean why the American dream? A nation of people, a continent of people looking to another county because there, supposedly, there dream lies. It just isn’t necessary. The lure of what America offers us Brits just seems the perfect antidote for our winter blues, with palm trees, endless beaches and the buzz of being on the edge of fame, I too could let my mind play with the idea. And then I think again. Yes the the girls of 90210 make us green with envy but would being rich, gorgeous and totally ‘popular’ really make you happy?



So please don’t be the one to compare your life to theirs, you can’t, it’s simple. Enjoy the program of course, but don’t be the one to grumble about how your crappy life would turn straight to fabulous if you were them, because frankly girls our lives are great but we can’t see that because it’s ours. We always will want what we can’t have - it’s life.