A waiting day.

It is not such a fabulous Wednesday for me today. One good thing is that I am finally flu free. That pesky virus lingered and lingered, I was about to start charging it rent! However I've dropped around 12lbs in weight. Can not complain on that front.

My friend cancelled lunch so I am kind of at a loose end. This has involved a lot of mooching around my house and a manicure.

Last night was an out call to a local hotel (did my best to look as inconspicuous as possible) when I caught sight of myself in the hotels mirrors I realised the camel coat I had opted for could border on flasher mac but I think I worked it well)

Booking was good, friendly chap, think I talked him half to death. Received a nice email from him this morning which is always sweet I think.

I personally think it was the underwear, I took full advantage of sales shopping this year and bagged some beauties, long may it continue.

Anyhow this post is about a dull as my own day is so i'm off to find something to spice it up a bit.

Much love x

My Wednesday

Wednesday has become something of a bumper booking day for me, Crazy. It always used to be a Friday, end of the working week wind down and all that. Seems for 2011 is a Wednesday.

So i'm lolling on my bed waiting for 1pm appointment who has got lost, good job I dont book back to back eh.

It's fine, he's called me twice in panic. Bless

The rest of my plans for the day include cooking. How exciting. Im so busy what with day job and evening work that i have to cook in batches in order to not be at the takeaway every night

Well i best go slick on some lip gloss, updat you later x

9 inch heels

Women's hour on radio 4 this morning is touching on "Sky scraper" heels.

I've had a little look online and have included a picture of what they think the shoes will look like. They will feature a massive 9in heel!

I unashamedly love a heel and I am a tall girl (or so the comments would suggest)
I stand 5ft 9in barefoot, so any kind of heel makes me tower over quite a few people.

Now a few years ago I hardly wore a heel. I felt like a drag queen to be honest. I'm not the smallest build, I'm tall and curvaceous, a size 14 with an ample 36EE bust.
My waist is small and I have an hour glass figure.

It took me time to love this body of mine, I felt awkward when I was younger, like I didn't quite know what to do with it I suppose.

I embarked on every diet under the sun to try and make me look like other girls I knew and it never worked.

At some point last year, I don't know what it was that spurred it on. I finally started to accept and embrace my body.

I love clothes, I'm not spending any time stressing over what I should wear, I wear what I like and what I know suits my figure.

The same goes for shoes. No more small heeled frumps for me.
I love a heel and I wear them with pride,
I will wear an average heeled boot if I'm walking around daily

However if I see a shoe, a gloriously decadent beautiful shoe, I'm having it regardless of heel size.

I am a lover of Jimmy Choo, particularly with sparkle
I own a pair of Louboutin court pumps, in all their spectacular 5inch heel glory and I wear them well.

Yes, it makes me tower above the crowd but one pro is my friends can always find me on a night out, they just look up over the crowd

Now, I don't think I would ever go for the 9inch heel, I would be 6ft7 for starters,
Then again it would be fun to try them on!

I think the reason I love a heel is not because it makes me tall. The heel makes me stand correctly and when you stand correctly the effect it has on the body is brilliant, everything looks slimmer and heels make my legs look amazing.

I guess it boosts my confidence and then their is the pretty factor. They look good, I like pretty things

There is also the women factor.
Sometimes I think you can divide women into 2 groups, female friendly and female hating.

I have never had many female friends. This is something that always puzzled me because I'm not the out and out steal your husband kind of vixen, I'll blog on this again.
Yes, Ive had many a shoe commented on by other women.
particularly a designer shoe...

It seems shoes can not only make you feel great about yourself, it is a trick that can forge a unity with your fellow female.

I am only hoping my niece develops a size 7 foot so she can inherit a well loved vintage collection of beautiful shoes that she can wear with pride despite her height, size or circumstance

Lara x

A good start to your day

The other day I booked my first breakfast appointment.

Has anyone indulged in these?

I did mean to blog about this at the time.

I really enjoyed it. Because I work from my actual home it was nice to acomodate someone who was interested in no make-up (OK, I went for minimal make-up) A warm bed and a nice breakfast...

so the crumpets (actual food stuffs) Pain au chocolat and caffitiere of coffee were sorted, fresh juice was laid on and I lay and waited for my morning caller..

What a pleasant start to the day, nice conversation, some tasty treats or both food based and body based fun.

I'm thinking of placing this onto my profile as a regular booking, not sure if it would be everyone's cup of tea but for the looking for the GFE I think it works really well...

Dear Blog,

Will I go out to lunch and then a booking at a hotel in The Midlands, 30th December. Spoke on the phone, very nice sounding gentleman. Very specific about dress requirements. So off I go yesterday, beautifying myself. Dress purchased, nails done ect. Today, nothing!

I had specifically asked for contact this morning.

Tonight, I get out of the shower to a email. Maybe we should give tomorrow a miss and meet nearer you next time!!!

Honestly I'm so annoyed I could scream, I cleared the day to be able to travel back and forward! This is one of the only things that annoy me.

I feel like I can't give him negative feedback but, deciding you can't be bothered when an appointment has been provisionally booked for two weeks is one thing, cancelling at 8pm when I'm supposed to be leaving the house at 8am is an added insult..

Had to get that off my chest. I do apologise. Rant over x

Chistmas and lack of blogging

I am officially a useless blogger.

Despite being urged to write, write, write. I have been a bad girl and have very much avoided the blog. For this I apologise.

So of late, Work wise I have been a level kind of busy but I have also been very busy with the day job and this has meant I have been absent from most kinds of communication.
I will say this before new year so as not to make it a resolution I will break - I will blog more!!!

So christmas is over, I had a great day.
I actually got up this morning and went running, I'm therefore giving myself a huge pat on the back.
I don't want to get into the huge overeating thing and I know i've had an invite for turkey egg and chips tonight (I know it sounds odd, but I found it hard to refuse)

There is also the fact that I spent most of this morning on the sales websites and bought some beautiful, beautiful things that i'd like NOT to squeeze into like a sausage busting out of it's skin.

I'm off to do a bit of greace kelly film watching (whilst avoiding all ferrero rocher!!!) now.

But I hope that everyone had a fantastical, fun filled christmas with family or the family we make for ourselfs, friends.

x

Sunday 4th July

Back from a weekend away with the man.

He's not really my man but still the only one I've wanted. Isn't that always the way. Well it has been in my case for the last six years.

I was happy, relaxed and calm.

On a normal day i would say I'm fairly confident about who i am but he, he makes me feel like i can't quite believe my luck that we are sharing the same space.

On goodbye i cried, i tried not to but those tears were having none of it... i cried on the way home, i cried when i thought i lost sight of his car but i cried the most when i unpacked and smelt the smell of his aftershave on my top from last night.

The best way i can say it is it feels like someones punched me right in the chest and knocked the wind out of me...... oh well xx