Or, as I like to refer to it… the ongoing search for someone who doesn’t f*ck my hair up.
I had the wonderful Stylianos take care of me for so long. He did wonders with my strange decisions of the time. He managed to get me back to a decent blonde after it was dark brown and red. He NEVER cut it badly. Also, as an aside, he was a genius at up-dos (here and here). Then he went and moved back to Greece. I still haven’t forgiven him.
Then I found a salon in DIFC and loved the hairdresser. She didn’t cut (I wasn’t brave enough to let her try) but the colour was perfect. It turned out it was her last week. Typical. The guy who took over afterwards Continue reading
As anyone who knows me or has seen my photo knows, I carry a few extra lbs on my frame. Or rather a lot. Depending on which photo you have seen! Currently however, my weight has rocketed and I don’t like it at all. I am uncomfortable and unhappy and so I decided I needed to try something new.
The winner of my “what shall I do next” decisions was The GM Diet.
Legend has it that the bosses of General Motors were worried about the health of their staff as a number had some extra weight. They got together with nutritionists and devised a plan to help kick start their weight loss journey.
I’m not going to set it all out here. If you want to know about it, read Continue reading
MailOnline, that means you!
I hate you. You keep ruining the shows I am trying to watch. I don’t read the articles but the pictures, video clips and the headlines you use tell me pretty much everything I am trying desperately NOT to know.
There are some of us who rely on catch up tv to watch the popular shows. We can’t watch it at the time it is aired. The reasons are numerous. Mine is obviously that I’m an expat so I have to wait 24hrs to catch up. But there are people in the UK who can’t either. People who have to go to bed early. People who work shifts. People who are studying. So many reasons.
So please, for the love of all things tv secrety, Continue reading
7.30am – Snuggle back down into duvet as no breakfast making means longer lay in.
7.45am – Go waste time in the shower.
8.00am – Start Juice 1 shots.
8.01am – Get pleasant surprise that the juice tastes better today.
8.23am – Have last shot. Continue reading
8.00am – The Boy has charged off to Freshii in an excited whir to pick up our juices.
8.01am – Decide to hide in the shower for a bit longer.
8.15am – He is back and I’m getting nagged to come and have breakfast.
8.16am – I hate this week already.
8.20am – My drinking days have finally lead to something useful. This nasty poopy looking juice is much more palatable if taken like a shot. Continue reading
Obvs not me.
Hands up who does self sabotages? No, seriously. Do you? I need to know. Am I the only one?
I am the queen of self sabotage. Today is just the latest example. I can pull 101 excuses for it but I honestly don’t know why I actually do.
Let me explain…. Continue reading
I was having a little shuffle through Instagram this lunch time and found an account full of other peoples pictures, including mine. What was even more cheeky is that they had listed my recipe and claimed it as their own.
Now, I’m not a vain person and I don’t do this to collect followers or get lots of likes, but that pissed me off!
If you are going to use my recipes, please credit me. If you are going to use my pictures then going forward you Continue reading