Friday, 18 December 2015

Seriously not being serious

One of the most ironic things in my life is that I am not taken seriously but my humour is.
It's hard being an absolute top-notch comedian when people think that you are being serious. I know, I know, it's hard to convey a humorous tone online and sometimes even in person it can be hard to work out where sarcasm slips in.
But seriously.
I'm not completely self-obsessed but I think it's important to love yourself and I take the mickey out of myself for that, which can easily be mistaken for narcissism. I like to send myself up, with funny pictures of myself or things I've said or done - not because I'm in love with myself but because I'd rather take the mickey out of me than someone else. I'd rather laugh along with people than be laughed at. Unless I'm telling a joke, like. And I like doing weird, silly things because that's just me and I'll put a silly hat on and a Rudolph nose and sing a Christmas song - not doing it because I think I'm fantastic (just a little bit) (I'm kidding) I'm doing it because I love having a laugh.

I think that sometimes my sense of humour can be misunderstood and taken for something much more real than it is. It's just me, being weird and having a giggle.

I don't mind looking like an idiot, I don't mind saying embarrassing things - because I've spent the majority of my life doing just that. I am not a serious person (unless you pour the right amount of wine)... (I don't like wine) and I don't take myself seriously most of the time.

This post sounds really self-centred reading it back, so I do apologise for that, but I needed to get it off my chest. I really panicked when somebody thought I was being serious the other day when I was having a laugh.

Don't get me wrong, I can be serious, I listen to others and don't take the mickey out of anyone's problems, I'm not that kind of nob. More of the kind to crack a joke to make you feel better. I don't make fun of anyone but myself.

Hope this didn't sound like I was being too serious! I didn't write this because of anyone I know, more so that I can get all my thoughts out and try to explain that I'm, more often than not, just having a laugh.

Thursday, 26 November 2015

My nose is cold

The title of this post might sound like a joke or really weird but whatever, I think the common cold is about to finish me off. RIP me.
If you haven't guessed, I'm sat in bed feeling sorry for myself, complete with woolly hat, scarf, cardi and horrendous back-of-nose/throat cold thing going on.
Honestly, I'm joking, it's not that bad but I have a habit of over-dramatising and sending myself up. Not sure if I'm making any sense to be honest, I can feel death clutching at my conciousness. (See what I mean? So dramatic.)

Right, anyway, was just gonna blog about some fun stuff I've bought like clothes and things, there's been so many pretty sparkly things and I'm practically a magpie when it comes to anything that glitters.

For instance..




Clashing patterns a little bit here with my jazzy cardi and xmas hat but ah well!
Got the cardi from a vintage shop on my first ever vintage shopping spree a few months back and it is so cosy. The top, which I'm kind of using as a dress (but wearing a little black basic skirt from H&M underneath... just in case) is from Topshop! It was in last chance to buy and I fell in love.
Shoes are also from Topshop, £32, as is the hat but that was bought Christmas 2014!

I've never really felt like I've got a good fashion sense but, lately, I've realised it's more about dressing for you and however you like. If you wear it with pride, it doesn't really matter.
Like my Iron Man suit.

I really kind of hope I've got a high temperature, otherwise there is absolutely no excuse for going on with myself.

Anyway, aside from being a fashion disaster/success, I've been getting in the Christmassy seasonal mood. Bought looooads of Christmas stuff in the ASOS sale in January, so I've been permanently dressed festive, be that in jumpers or underwear.


A little hint of Christmas here

Also put some sparkly, forest duvet covers on my bed but not taken a picture yet! They're so pretty. I've yet to go to the Christmas markets but have been religiously stalking the ever-emerging pictures of them and I've spotted that the sweetie pick'n'mix stall is there, so it's all good and now I'm even more excited! Can't wait for a amaretto hot choc.

With the Christmas season, comes cold air - I, for one, absolutely adore it, having to wrap up warm, your fingers turning blue after you've been outside for literally a couple of seconds... I'm not even being sarcastic, I really do enjoy it. I even turn the heating off, just for the joy of filling a hot water bottle and having to work to stay warm and the more I keep writing about myself, the more I realise how bloody weird I am.


But got these cute shoes from New Look and the cosy socks from Primark. Love all the winter things, gets me all happy!

Right okay, well this has been lovely but I'm going to go and die of a cold now, lots of love, thank you if you read any of this x

Also, I am seriously kidding about the whole dying-of-a-cold thing, I am ill but I'm not really going for an Oscar on it - gonna seriously try and shake it off now, a long walk and a hot chocolate is needed!!!

See you in either heaven or hell x

Tuesday, 24 November 2015

Spooky Season 2015

I knew I'd do this! My mind has such a sporadic and impulsive way of organising itself (or disorganising itself) and doing things that I knew it was only a matter of time until I got distracted... But yeah, here I am, back on it, typing away.

Going to update on how Hallowe'en '15 went down, with some pictures and reviews of sweets and cool costumes ect. ect.

Decorating the Sweet Shop

Okay, so this was definitely a dream come true. Hallowe'en in the sweet shop. I work Saturdays in a sweet shop and I love it - because, if it's not obvious, I'm obsessed with sweets. I offered to help decorate (more like begged them to let me help but whatever) and so this is how I spent a dark October Tuesday night...




So this was mid-way through October, kicking off the first of the Hallowe'en festivities. Next up, I brought back an idea I first had when I was left ot my own devices in Scotland on Hallowe'en: I bought a multipack tub of Haribo mini packs, unwrapped them all and ended up with a tub full (or almost full) of sweets. Brilliant. I had Friday off.

                         


Hallowe'en Cocktails

Now, I say cocktails when in actual fact it was just two cocktails, of the same colour, in two separate cauldrons. I spent a happy afternoon testing them until I got them both just right.
"Testing"...


One not as alcoholic, one very alcoholic.
Mysteriously, these signs kept swapping around during the night...





All Hallow's Eve Eve

Okay, so possibly the most terrifying night ever. But so, so worth it.
Went to Scare Kingdom with two of my mates and, whilst overall it was brilliant, I don't think I've ever been as close to wetting myself with fright.



We went to Tesco dressed like this.



Hallowe'en Night

So, the much anticipated Hallowe'en night. Went to a family party and we all pretty much went all-out, the house looked incredible and I made a new mate.


  Me and Jess


 Hallowe'en outfit


My pumpkin - little sister's pumpkin
We are two very different people


Hallowe'en make up in the sweetshop - courtesy of Claire's Accessories - thank you!



Beautiful little Flossy x


Trick or Treatin'


Family did well!











            

New boyfriend






 

Cheers if you read all that, not really sure why I'm writing about my Hallowe'en, guess I just wanted to document it as it was a very, very fun time of year. Here's to next year!

I'll leave you with this winner of a headline:

Tuesday, 13 October 2015

Fallen leaves and vampire teeth


As the mornings get darker and the temperature dips, I find myself in my favourite time of year:
the colder months of October, November and December.
Don't get me wrong, I love summer - but there's just something about being freezing cold, blue hands, red noses, the frost nipping at every inch of bare skin... Call me weird, but I bloody love it.
I love going on morning runs, feeling the cold air hit me like a splash of freezing cold water as I step out of the house, the dark fading and the streetlights still clinging on to their warm, amber glows.
Well, aren't I getting fancy?
No, seriously, I do love autumn - not just for it's bittersweet beauty but also because, at the very end of October lies one of my favourite days of the year: Hallowe'en.
Seriously, I've had my flat decorated since mid-September, I absolutely love Hallowe'en - well, think about it: trick or treating? Knocking on your neighbours doors and getting sweets in return for dressing up? Sounds like a pretty good deal to me - the one who chose dressing up for a living.
As well as that, there's the spooky decor, the jumble of orange, green, purple and black, the pumpkins, skeletons, bats, ghosts, vampires and more.
I tend to love any decoration that sparkles (bit of a magpie) and that would explain the reason behind the layer of orange glitter currently lining the inside of my rucksack.


Another thing I love about the lead-up to Hallowe'en (if you can't tell by the picture) is the interesting array of chocolate and sweets that begin to appear in supermarkets and sweetshops. Ever since I laid eyes on the Cadbury's Screme Egg I've always claimed it's genius (Creme - Screme.. haha, easily pleased).
The spooky editions of Haribo favourites - for example, Fangtastics. Tangfastics but with fizzy fangs and bats. It's brilliant. I get so over-excited about these things but you know what, why not? It's good to be enthusiastic.
That's what I keep telling myself, anyway.


I think the reason I adore these months so much is because of the anticipation of Christmas - yes I know it's only October - but that doesn't stop me from being excited, I love looking forward to things. But nah, Hallowe'en first, then Bonfire night and then, finally, the run up to Christmas!
Getting ahead of myself, but I can't help it, these dark mornings are making me nostalgic for winters past.

Speaking about dark mornings, I woke up at twenty past five this morning and it's four minutes to seven o'clock now and the sky is only just changing shade. Definitely not complaining, I'm snuggled on the couch with a blanket and a cup of tea - although I'm still freezing so might be joined by a hot water bottle soon.

Sam xxxx

Wednesday, 7 October 2015

Hello

Fiiiinally. I have made so many blogs, started them off, posted a few times, only for them to lie, derelict and forgotten somewhere in the tangles of the world wide web. But this time, I'm writing this and I reckon I'll stick to it - or I'll try to. Not really sure what this blog is going to be about - well, me, obviously, but apart from me. It'll probably offer an insight into my mad life, manic mind, my adventures, career, baking, fun times, holidays, sweets/chocolate reviews, seasons, wardrobe, cocktails and more.
So yeah, check back soon.
Sam xxxx

Hopefully my chaotic mind will remember I said I'd do this.