CHOCOLAT CHAUD.

Hot chocolate in the french alps always tastes so much better. That's probably to do with the fact that food and drink out here is generally better, fresher and tastier but also that after a long day's riding the slopes there's nothing more deserving than one of these baby's.

KISS ME!

My younger brother and my two sisters are certainly growing up as much as I hate to admit it. It's scary. My youngest sister even has a boyfriend even though I'm told it's more of a cyber relationship where they don't actually acknowledge each other at school but declare their eternal love for each other on IM. Maybe I should give that kind of relationship a try? Ha. Anyhow it's a little crazy when they start asking me about explicit rap music, how to kiss and everything else that comes with it. My dear, I remember I used to feed you when you were still a baby and now you're asking me about kissing girls! I guess the only advice I could give on this is that you shouldn't rush things. The first kiss should always be as special and memorable as possible and always avoid just 'shuvving' your tongue in someone's mouth (not on the first kiss) because then you instantly become a Mr. Gag Reflex. Not a good reputation to maintain. But apart from that little input I don't think kissing is something you can really advise or go into too much detail about... it's something personal and dependant on the situation and meaning.

Honestly, I love being kissed on the forehead. I know, where's the fun in that? I guess I just think it's really sweet and thoughtful. It says a lot. I personally don't think kissing should ever be confined to the lips... the hand, the cheek, the neck... the list goes on. I also think that where you kiss sends a varying, different message each time which is pretty immense.
How do you like your kisses?

PICK 'N' MIX.

There is SO many different worlds out there full of so many different people. Travelling reminds you of that and widens your views. I have made so many completely different friends in my short time that are all amazing in completely different ways. I look at how they all live and how much it varies from each group of friends in every place. And the best bit is that none of them are living life the wrong way because there is no wrong way... just the way they choose. I always try and expose myself to diversity in life, cultures and people as much as possible. It makes me really angry when some people choose to take an ignorant, malevolant attitude and refuse to open themselves up in life and to new, different people. Everybody is here to become as greater person as they can be and do great things and when people display ignorance they are settling for a back road without even attempting to find a solution. I am forever trying to expand myself, grow, learn new things, meet new people and utilise my abilities. I guess anybody who does take the more ignorant, narrow-minded approach to life misses out in so many ways that it becomes sad which more than definitley makes it their loss.

PETER DUNDAS.

'Long sleeves, short hem. Flash of cleavage, no legs. Smart women always know how to play with that. They'll throw on a massive piece of jewlerry with a pair of combats. Either way, it's about creating the desire to undress the body without pratically doing it. It's all about counter balance. If a women has a beautiful back backless dresses are sensual. If she has great legs she should show them off  BUT the most sexy thing is body language - someody who knows their body and speaks WITH their body. It gets me every time.'

A wonderful man, a wonderful concept of designing.

YOU NEED TO CALL TYRONE... HOLD ON........................

... BUT YA' CAN'T USE MY PHONE.

IT'S AGAINST THE LAW.

'As long as it's illegal the more I enjoy the high, as long as it's illegal the more profit there is to be made, as long as it's illegal the more I enjoy knowing I'm doing something against the laws that our corrupt governments set up for us. Maybe even if we sell, buy, consume and or get arrested for it they are still in the winning position but even with their laws and rules, even if they take my stash away they can't take away my high.' - Collie Buddz.

A BIT OF SUNSHINE WARMS THE HEART.

Isn't it strange that the littlest things such as the weather can have such a powerful effect on your mood? I woke up this morning and even though I'm going through one of the most difficult times I've ever had right now the little ray of sunshine gleaming through the crack in my curtain seemed to make everything feel a hundred times better. Whilst that sunshine was beaming across the side of me not only did it warm me up inside but it brought a smile to lighten my face up with it.

IF ONLY...

... I got paid to blog.

WHAT'S MY NAME?

GRATITUDE.

Life isn't always tied with a bow but it's a gift all the same. 

REAL DRAMA.

It really angers me that there are some people out there that consistently feel the need to victimise themselves and talk about how difficult their lives are in comparison to others. We all have our fair share of problems in life... some dealt a bigger hand than others, some different to others and some harder to overcome. I've had an ample amount of problems in my life that have certainly taken an affect on me but I've learnt over time to fight through rather than dwell in it. People look at my exterior and tend to assume I have never had a day's problem in my life babbling on to me about their difficulties. Just because I am fortunate and I don't bring up my issues (past and present) on a regular basis doesn't mean they're non-existent. Some people are forever looking for the sympathy vote instead of appreciating the fact it's made you even stronger than you already were in the first place. The way I see it is there is ALWAYS someone worse of than you round the corner... always. Unless you can tell me you live in a deprived and suffering third world country (which if you're reading my blog I'm sure you're not). That's what gets me through. I'm not doubting the fact that we can reduce ourselves to dirt by amplifying emotions and our minds can go everywhere and anywhere but seriously... there's bigger stuff going on in the world and other people have REAL problems...

JUST DO IT.

My butt is BIG and round like the letter C and ten thousand lunges has made it rounder not smaller and that's just fine. It's a space heater for my side of the bed. It's my embassador to those who walk behind me. It's a border collie that heards skinny women away from the best deals at clothing sales. My butt is big and that's just fine and those who might scorn are invited to KISS IT.

JUDGE ME.

"When it comes down to it I let them think what they want, if they care enough to bother with what I do then I am already better than them."

THERE IS A GARDEN IN EVERY CHILDHOOD...

... an enchanted place where colours are brighter, the air softer and the morning more fragrant than ever again.


I miss playing on the common with James, Ben and Matthew in our mud patch... which was exactly that. I miss the chance to see my cousins and family on a more regular basis. I miss eating my packed lunches in the wildlife garden with Poppy, Natalie, Katie and Rosemary. I miss that special Christmas feeling. I miss waiting for Santa on Christmas Eve. I miss playing random games such as skittles in my Nana and Grandad’s garden with Seb... and it didn't matter that we had no clothes on. I miss conker bashes. I miss the regular CBBC slot after getting home from school. I miss exciting trips to my Grandma and Grandpa's in Cornwall. I miss watching my Grandpa in the garden. I miss my Grandpa continuing to watch television through any dance show I ever performed for everyone in the living room, being completely oblivious to the fact I was parading around him with my legs in the air trying to get his approval. I miss my Grandpa being around. I miss playing with all my awesome toys like scalectrix, LEGO, farmyards and Sylvanian families. I miss my brother being selfish and not letting me play with any of the awesome toys. I miss always being the last child at the wall with my velcro reading folder waiting for my Mum to come pick me up hours later than everybody else. I miss bedtime stories. I miss having a cuddle with my Dad and feeling like I was the safest little girl in the world. I miss being carried around on people's shoulders. I miss family days because everybody still lived close enough. I miss family Christmas'. I miss Christmas films on Christmas Eve. I miss believing. I miss my family. I miss not living with my brothers and sisters. I miss listening to Leonie tell me her daughter will be called 'Sunflower' whilst bathing her. I miss cuddles and chats with my sisters before bed. I miss summers with everyone, the pool and Dad's bbq. I miss school. I miss the friends I've lost touch with. I miss going for drives with Dad and Tom in the porsche. I miss listening to Red hot chilli peppers, The Beautiful South and David Bowie with Dad whilst driving along on a summer's day. I miss the first time I heard 'Bittersweet symphony' by The Verve in my Uncle Paul's car and thinking how happy it made me. I miss Nana telling me at every Sunday dinner that if I ate my brussel sprouts my hair would go very curly. I miss all the amazing memories at my Nana and Grandad's old house. I miss the time when my Grandad dressed up as Santa and came on the balcony. I miss eating pie and chips in my 'sponsered by Dagenham motors' kit before going to see West ham with my Dad.
I miss not having a worry in the world. I miss thinking everything in life is good.
I miss so much that it's impossible to list...

GOOD MORNING DECEMBER.

It's December 1st, the first day of the month of Christmas and I'd like to make everyone fully aware and bring to your attention that I do not have an advent calender. I would really appreciate it if someone could address this situation immediately without providing any poor excuses with reference to my age group. On a lighter note, we do, however, have a lot of snow that is very beautiful despite the fact it's causing chaos all over England. It's definitely encouraging the Christmas spirit and surprisingly, I, myself am even feeling somewhat 'Christmassy'. It's a little hard not to after you've had a hot shower, you'll snuggled up in your slippers by the fire watching 'Elf', organising your Christmas gifts and it's snowing outside. I can't believe how quickly December has come around but all the same I'm looking forward to the festivities over the next month and more than ready to begin a new year. If I'm honest I feel a little lost this Christmas. It's hit me fairly hard how long it's been since I experienced a real family Christmas. Not only that but it will be my first Christmas in my new home, which will be somewhat strange. Half of me is starting to wish I arranged to spend Christmas in the alps but that would result in leaving my Mum on her own which is not something I want to consider as I'm aware how difficult she finds Christmas as it is. I've already promised myself I'll do my up most to make this year a good Christmas and pull out all the stops however possible but unfortunately I don't have the ability nor am I in a position financially to pay out for over several flights from all over the world. I can only keep hoping that at some point in the near future I'll be lucky enough to have traditional, all-out Christmas celebrations spent with every single one of my relatives.