weekend tings…
i’ve decided i want to actually decide not the perfect weekend … so i will pay close attention to what i do on my weekends, and decide what the best weekend of 2014 was for me.. starting well … now.
last weekend, i decided to do diddly squat, i stayed home aaaalll weekend and just read and ate healthy; actually i killed myself with so much exercise that i was actually incapable of sitting down to pee without bawling and wincing in pain, fuss i got the reality fat check of my life ! i spent last weekend, i think i doing about 300 squats in 2 days, because yep !! i have to admit, my ass is LARGE, i am officially fat !! so i got into gear once the hospital said my ankle wasn’t broken as i told my physio but she ‘wanted to be sure’ i decided game on! this fat has got to cry and sweat away!!
the lead up to a weekend of 2 hrs of pilates and a 45 minute run both saturday & sunday was a very very sad day… it was the day that i decided holy shit ! i have to stop talking this shit and do it ! i am getting rid of this 30 lbs. i know that people died & 2013 was a hideous year, but i DO NOT need to look it !!i must say i was actually happy that last time i was home, it wasn’t about going beach because honestly this rolely poley wasn’t putting on a swimsuit.
so i spent a week in crazy pain because i happily for that last 3 years since my foot surgery i haven’t made a proper effort to dismiss the surgery weight gained from not being active for 3 months and also the last 3 weeks of my time at Judy Fisher Associates, i stuffed my face with oreos, i had a pack a day ! and to any americans reading this… no it wasn’t the packs with 3 rows of how many, in londontown it one of those rows in a pack it still was probably about at least 12 oreos a day, so why they hell was i upset when i had to get dressed for my meeting at NBC Universal !! i knew what has been happening, i made decisions…
i should not have been surprised but i was absolutely gobsmacked and shaken into scared shitless mode… i had to change my pants/ trousers (for you brits) 4 times before i had to settle on my whistles pleated 3/4 skirt that i had to cover the waistband with my silver sweater because i couldn’t even zip it all the way up!! note to any hot & sexy men, no matter how good your game… you will not end up in my bed until i shift these 30lbs… me nah care !! i need to think i look hot naked before you get to see me naked…so see you in 2 – 3 months… anyway, the fact that i couldn’t wear my clothes, was a real genuine swift kick in the butt.
anyway, i digress.. that was LAST weekend !
onto this weekend.. spent the day in Cambridge yesterday… wwweeeeelllll i don’t know if i could call it in Cambridge, cause we went to visit our friend Nj who had the cutest chubby cheek bubba, now christened cheeks, since last august and we hadn’t seen him yet. so we planned this a months ago, to ensure that me & tins made. we never saw any of Cambridge except for on the way in on the train and then to & from the station. might i just add that there was a ridiculous disgusting putrid scent of horse shiite that pervaded the train car for at least 20 mins, i was very very concerned that it was someone’s breath but realised that was way too pungent for it to be halitosis.
we made it and literally vegged on her couch and i was not encouraging the go for a walk or any type of anything that required my not being able to drink red wine, eat snacks and chill out with cheeks.
today was brunch then go to the vogue festival and listen to some big wigs talk from in the biz. the first panel was the editors of Vogue UK, fashion editor @ the Daily Telegraph, a partner at the Communications Store and Sarah Burton of the house of Alexander McQueen. the 2nd was the best convo, it was Naomi & Franca Sozzani, the editor in chief of Vogue Italia. and it was great!!
left 2 right: Franca Sozzani, Naomi & Alexandra Shulman
tins & i listening to the chats
the vogue italia “black issue” c. 8 years ago. Naomi on the cover, published just as Obama won over his 1st election over Clinton – the wife.
so far, i am not sure which weekend i prefer… i really enjoyed just staying home, getting sweaty & hanging out or actually getting on a train all the way to cambridge just to sit in on a couch and drink wine, then spend sunday out & about, so at least 1 day is spent relaxing!! cause as much as i love these weekends, they pass to damn fass!!
oh! more writing this week, i’m on a week off in between … jobs … i guess more on that in my next post, but i gots to go cause curtis (the flatmate) & i have a catch-up-on scandal-date !!!
bless. xoxo.
