Hallelujah, praise be, I think nearly every woman in the nation rejoiced when Bojo finally said the beauty salons could reopen. I mean of course, there are rules, you can’t get ya brows or lashes done but by all means get ya Bush waxed, go for your life with a vajazzle. The nails can finally be sorted and don’t even…
Right. I get this is a crap photo and a different kinda post for me, BUT I have to get some shit off my chest! A few weeks ago, my dad, not to subtly implied I was overweight/obese (The Prick), this small comment has sat so heavy on my heart (and gut) and has made me second guess myself since.…
Post Exercise Pain
Its 7.30am. That’s a great time to wake up isn’t it, quite respectable. But I have been awake since 4am, again which is bearable if you are going on holiday which I clearly am not. That sweet-faced boy I forgave yesterday for being a Turd at times – well he decided at 3am that my bed was the place for him, he came into…
I can’t believe I am about to say this, Lockdown has finally turned me mental. This really isn’t my style but yesterday I did a WORKOUT. A fucking workout. I actually died, more than once and that was only in the warmup. I had bile sat in my mouth for 35 out of the 40 minutes. I had sweat dripping down my chubby…