The Only Way Is....Brentwood...

Soo, For all of you that read my blog, That's my mum, my nan and my sister and not alot of others...My hometown, the place where I have been born and bred for nineteen years has been somewhat thrust into the spotlight....'The Only Way Is Essex'...

Well, Obviously I have an opinion...

Alot of the 'faces' are people that everyone in brentwood knows as were a small community that seems to know everyone and everyones business which is pretty shit but hey ho I'm sure all places like that...I actually went to school with a few of the main characters..contacts obviously ;)

But yeah my opinion is that why the hell are people jumping on some sort of essex bandwagon of hatred...ITS A TV SHOW... I keep reading in the papers and obviously stalking old schoolmates on facebook about the amount of hatemail there receiving and I think its a tiny bit petty..I mean whose sad enough to feel so emotional about a tv show that they have to email the character...and that's exactly what the people are portraying arent they..a character...Sure It's loosely based on themselves and their lives, relationships and careers but you really think that would make good television..Producers have thrown some scandal in for good measure and it's got everyone talking...I even opened the paper the other day and there was a 'step by step guide on how to be essex' I think I'm alright thanks as I've lived here as said before for nineteen years and never needed to refer to some sort of manual ?? :s

Love it or hate it, your all watching it...I know I am!

S.x

CRIMBO LIMBO

It's that time again, we've had all the presents, eaten a tin of roses to ourselves, organised all our new christmas clothes into some sort of order in to our bedrooms and we're just twiddling our thumbs waiting for new year....

CRIMBO LIMBO?

Thats a term I would associate with it, waiting to get back to work....thinking of all those things you HAVE to do before you go back to work and an ever long list of resolutions that you know you will never keep too...

My resolutions (although as previously stated will probably be out the window by 2nd January) are to try and eat healthily and stop snacking on whole Terry's chocolate oranges out of boredom and get into some sort of vague and definately not military fitness regieme... believe me I've seen this years holiday pictures and forget free willy I look like his mum... compare those snaps to the ones on the beach in 2009 and oh yes the appearance of thunder thighs and fat back syndrome seemed to have snuck up on me like a thief in the night. (Rihanna's words not my own-Amen for Rihanna and her lyrical wisdom) So I'm keeping the 'CYPRUS 2010' folder on my facebook to remind me to lay off the whole terrys chocolate oranges and now that I have an actual desk in an actual job this is not an excuse to use to eat off of....no snacking....Thank you sir!

NYE 2010-Well I'll be doing the same thing as I do every year, NOTHING! yes, I am nineteen years old and obviously looking like I'm going to be needing my zimmerframe at some point soon but I just don't see the point in it. Everywhere be it pubs, clubs or parties you need to take out some sort of loan to pay the entrance fee, drinks etc...Then you have to take into account buying a dress and making some sort of effort...I think I'll leave it...What's all the fuss about, I mean my birthdays the 15th January and thats FAR more important..

S. x

December Blog-MUST BE MORE CONSISTENT

So as we are about to embrace the new year I have decided I need to write consistently with my blog...Otherwise whats the point-So That's the plan...
Since the last blog ALOT has happened...

I FINALLY have broken into the media world and got my first job on the career ladder, granted it's not exactly where I want to be but it's the start that I most definately needed! I will be working in the accounts department of a magazine publishing company..I'm very excited for it but a little anxious...

Also I have been doing ALOT of freelance work for an up and coming magazine dedicated entirely to make-up, it's called FaceOn Magazine-(PLUG PLUG PLUG) and I'm looking forward to finally seeing my work published in an actual magazine that people will actually pay for....GOOD TIMES? I THINK SO..so that should be coming out in two weeks so I'm sure I will be boasting or crying for how it turns out..

Hopefully, Fingers crossed-2011 will be the year of me becoming some sort of wonder businesswoman and aspiring journalist...well we shall just have to wait and see...

S.x

Slow and steady wins the race?

So, I'm in two minds at the moment... My head is saying to me that all I have achieved in my year of not going to uni is a few names to drop on my cv and a long line of abuse from the customers of the slavetrade...However my heart is telling me that journalism is all i want to do and once I get my break (which undoubtedly I will eventually right?) that's all I need to build on my career in journalism. I feel like I have taken the crap for too long, gone away and been unnoticed, RUBBISH!

So my drama of my life is to get rid of my car...Ka with more dents then me in a round with mike tyson, unreliable, ugly but the only car available from writing off my previous two days after the DVLA had certified me fit to drive the roads. I want a new one, I don't ever treat myself, EVER, i pay for everything myself, EVERYTHING. So why shouldn't I treat myself to a nice car and still used at that...Then maybe if I have the image in my mind set I'll get a break, Now I'm in dreamworld.

Journalism is so competitive, because everyone wants to interview cheryl tweedy...my fingers, toes and everything else is crossed hoping that I will acheive more by this time next year ...

She says..
S.X

The Size Zero Debate

It's a big or size zero (however way you look at it) issue, It's in press daily, the debate on stick thin girls around towns or walking the catwalk...It's a subject that is close to my heart due to the fact that like every teenage girl we all hate our bodies, I don't think I can name a single girl who looks at themselves in the mirror and doesn't wonder..what if? I also like most people these days have encountered not only myself but in friends or in family people who suffer with some kind of body dysmorphia. An absolute disgust in your own appearance and for what reason?

The only reason that I think engages and provokes this vicious circle is of course the Media interest...the ideology of the ultimate 'beach bod', the cruel nicknames of 'love handles' and 'thunder thighs' in by gone days, these characteristics were what women aspired to have. Curvy, vivacious women that embraced there curves rather then try and become a washboard..

Now I'm not going to be a hypocrite, My legs are too big, my feet are too big, I want smaller hips, a smaller nose and a breast reduction...and why? because people keep flaunting these airbrushed celebs in our faces and the real idea of a woman's body is ultimately tarnished!

Working in fashion is of course highly renowned for it's stereotypes of stick thin women and it was working on one publication recently during my interns that i realised just how fierce the women's idealistic body really is...

So I'm sitting in the office, eating my second cupcake from Lola's of the day when in comes the stylists and two very tall, very skinny models...Everything you would expect from a catwalk model...they posed, fiddled with their hair, tried on numerous outfits then left...I think throughout the entirety of their fifteen minute stay in my office I gawped at their 'perfect' bodies the whole time...

When they left I heard the most remarkable, yet truthful but hard hitting comment I think possibly I had ever heard relating to this particular subject and it was from the stylist.."So what one shall we go for, the one with big hips or the one with big ears" I couldn't believe it.....there was NOTHING wrong with these girls...big hips....if they had big hips, what the hell did the stylist think that I looked like.
So me, being me, asked....Why do stylists use stick thin girls instead of curvy ones, because we all know it would make ourselves feel normal for once..(if your like me, seeing a picture of Pixie Lott covered in acne makes you sing and dance) and the reply I got "clothes just look better on skinny girls"

and that was it, there was my answer, shocking, true, and summed up in a sentence, It's no real answer or question for the whole self hatred of the body but It was a point that a professional thought of as valid enough...

With that I finished off eating my cupcake and vowed that tomorrow would be the point of healthy diets and exercises...funnily enough it never came...

S.x

Pet hates of the fashion world

Sooo...I've just got back off of holiday and started to realise that as much as people think that clothes that are ugly might be benefiting them in some way, there not, and therefore you look stupid...let me explain.

The bane of my existence, the most ridiculous shoe in the world, yes the croc...although it may be the most comfortable shoe in the world, It is by far the most unsociable. Bright, heavy, chunky, plastic, lary extremities that people think are fine for holidays, your wrong!

CROC RULES: if you are under five you may wear the socially unacceptable croc at your own risk anywhere...yes babies you have it easy...however over five and under ten....you my friends can only wear them at a beach...and I'm not talking about a sandpit at the local park, no no a proper holiday beach! Over ten, I'm afraid this is where the hideous relationship you have with these satanic soles is over...no more...Bye Bye Crocs, otherwise you might as well just go and where socks and sandals!

YET ANOTHER FASHION DISASTER-why oh why did anyone ever think it was a good idea to bring back leg warmers....your not engaging in any sport activity and if you are what possibly could you be doing that you need those monstrosities on for in the first place! Leg warmers are a definite faux pau in my mind and will be one thing that I don't intend on resurrecting any time soon...

AND FINALLY FOR TODAY...we all know its Summer ladies but please..ever heard of the expression legs or boobs...both...really? too much flesh, you look like a mess.... I don't want to see all these women's bums..why cant people wear a vest top underneath that see-through crochet top.

aren't I a pleasant one for today...obviously still job hunting and having no such luck!
BAD TIMES

S.x

Oh So Retro?

So recently, when I've been on my daily survey of the latest fashion looks on TV and magazines, it seems that were to not bother and look no further than our mums wardrobe....

No, this is no joke, this season there has been more and more people 'thinking vintage' so why not take insperation from your parents own fashion faux pa's by looking in that dreaded wardrobe and see what turns out...

shoulder pads, leggings, leg warmers, sequins...they all come back...fashion is fickle, so why not recycle whats infront of your eyes...

and then atleast you know nobody will be wearing the same thing as you...

S.x

So..

I think this whole blog thing is a very awkward situation, everyone I talk to who has one says it's like an addiction but the real reason for me doing it is that the career that I am trying to break into encourages and emphasises blog writing, so here I am...

Firstly, I suppose I should some up the reasoning behind the title, no its not me just being an avid and obsessed fan of the original 'The Devil Wears Prada' book written by Lauren Weisberger... Merely and simply it's because I can truly relate to the role played by Anne Hathaway in the blockbuster film.

Nineteen years old, almost dying to be part of the British Media specialising in my passion for fashion, not only is it an interest like most girls my age to be up and coming with the latest trends, I thouroughly enjoy writing.. So my chosen career path bodes well for me yeah?!

Well, you've got to get there havent you, and believe me, I'm trying, working at a dull and dreary supermarket constantly since I turned sixteen, I am dedicated to breaking out of the slavetrade, all the while I've been there while I've been 'INTERNING'...Now interning people of different industrys would give you a different definition coming up with a different answer, from where I stand, an intern is an unpaid slave, who undertakes the dirty work of the media in order for that tiny little name on their cv....

So far since September, You name it, I've possibly done every bad job you could think of, and that is just juggling life at the slavetrade with full time work in the media. I've worked at FHM, Zoo, Heat & have just finished my two month placement at New magazine...

I've enjoyed all of them, taking different experiences from each, and swapping stories with other interns has also been a highlight, we add eachother on facebook and occasionally ask eachother 'how we're doing' 'have you found anything yet'.. In my book that means 'look mate, its dog eat dog, If i find something I'm not telling you so butt out' because obviously everyone wanting to work in fashion has to be equally as obnoxious right?

So today, I would get the timid 'first date' blog out the way, because at the end of the day, I'm writing to no one but myself...and whose gonna read about me> really...

Applied for a job today, Where? well that would be telling, I could have other interns poaching my blog rather than gorkana...We'll see aye?!? I'm sure like the rest that I've spent the whole afternoon writing a 'kickass' coverletter and never here from them again...

S.x