Daily Dilemma #6- Just how much can a girly girl know about cars before she is branded a beer-swilling, checked shirt wearing ladette?

Couple of days ago, ASDA car park... 9pm ish and raining

Steve: "... hang on, i want to park as close to the doors as possible.."
Me: "...not here though"
Steve: "why?"
Me: "cos we're next to a renault megane.."
Steve: "(groans) whats wrong with the megane?"
Me: "well, look at the back... i hate the shape of the back.. and it just feels too big and boxy. Clio's are all cute and curvy and the megane just looks a mess."

Couple of days ago, Shires Car park... late afternoon

Me: "I wonder what the most popular car model is in the uk... i see so many clio's around, but then again you see focuses and mazda's around all the time too you know?"
Steve: "i bet it's a ford make."
Me: "nah i bet it's a peugeot... like a 307 or a 206 or something....It's going to annoy me now- i'll check it out later."

An hour ago, i was sat on Autotrader.com looking for the top sought-after car models when it hit me. Uh Oh.

Since when did i know anything about cars??? Forever, my head has been filled with cocktails, shoes, the current issue of vogue, clothes, fall lines, art, photography and electro...when the hell did i begin to pick random things up about cars?

This could be a problem.... how can a girl who carries three different types of moisturisers, lusts after horribly-expensive summer dresses and spends her spare time dancing to keep fit know about cars? Is that allowed? Is that attractive?

I began to worry when i unconsciously began my new favourite game to make the bus journey home from town pass quicker... quessing the make and models of cars by only seeing the badge as they pass...sadly, i'm getting quite good at it. I now know my fiat puntos from my seat ibiza's, and my honda civics from my mazda rx8's- no more 'small green car' or 'long blue boxy car'. Up until recently, i could only describe my mums car as a 'red shiny sports car thing', now i know it's a MGF sports convertible (2001 model) in flame red..

I think i'll do some online shopping to help supress my growing knowledge about cars...

Fil avec ma tête ou mon coeur ?

Ceux qui me connaissent bon sauront que je suis très frappé. Mais dans un monde où je ne sais pas que se passe-t-il, fais je mène avec ma tête ou mon coeur. Je sais ce que je veux pour se produire… mais cela ne court pas la même manière dans ma tête. Il finit en larmes. Être raisonnable ou romantique ? Prendre un risque ou rester sûr ?

Daily Musing....the curse of the curvy woman.

Being the type of girly girl that naturally has as many guy friends as girls, you learn a lot about the male psyche; the things they love about women, the things they hate and the type of things they look for when visually searching the local bars, restaurants and shopping centres for their new lady-love. For example, i've learnt that guys aren't that happy about you gossiping with your best mate about them (unless it's how great they are in bed), they hate too much make-up and have no time for an ever-growing handbag collection... no matter how you try and justify it.

But one thing that constantly annoys me is the way men want to have their cake and eat it when it comes to how girls look- and that just isn't physically possible.

Boob men, leg men, face men... flat stomachs, pretty backs, nice hair... all guys have at least one part that they are always attracted to most. In the case of my exes... it's boobs (which makes sense... i like to think that i have a great rack) which are a natural attribute of the curvy body. But while guys want gorgeous boobs, or a nice ass, most are not able to understand that curves come as a package; boobs, ass, tiny waist. Note: there is no such thing as a woman with a big boobs and a size 6 frame. It doesn't work that way- unless Miss Size 6 goes to the gym 24/7 (and when will you have time for all that fun relationship stuff?), or refuses to let anything but lettuce pass their lips. Besides, what's not to like about curves boys? We fill out dresses, bikinis and jeans with our classic sillouettes, and don't look like we'd break at the slightest touch.

Wise up boys.
(Get off your soapbox Rach.)

.. and the list goes on

A homage to my favourite spirit. It's been made chav-tastic thanks to the idiots who made Smirnoff ( allegedly produced in Slough... cough cough), VK ice, Glenn's and Absolut. But my love of vodka is kept alive by respectable brands such as 42 Below, Lux, Stoli, Ultimat, Wyborowa, Grey Goose and Ketel One.


Bolshoi Princess

Glass: Champagne

Ingredients:
1 shot Czarna Porzeczka Blackcurrant Vodka (produced in Poland with rye-based vodka)
1 shot Stolichnaya Vanil (produced in Moscow- wheat based vodka)
1/2 shot Kupnik honey punch (made in Starograd Gdsnski, Poland)
dash apple juice
dash cranberry juice

Method:
Straightforward mix, shake, strain

Garnish: Starfuit

Comments: The Bolshoi is the world-famous Russian Ballet company, whose famous delicate moves and elegant routines are complimented by their impeccable strength and tone. Here, the delicate flavours of stoli vanil and krupnik work in tandem with the full-on hit of blackberries from the Czarna.

Citrus Dreamer

... made this one a few weeks ago..

Citrus Dreamer (mocktail)

Glass: Sling

Ingredients:
1 shot lemon juice
1 shot lime juice
dash elderflower cordial
dash vanilla gomme
dash kiwi syrup
half bottle ginger beer

Method:
Add all ingredients and blend with ice for a 'slush puppie' texture. Serve long in a sling and pile high.

Garnish:
3 Thinly sliced limes

Angel Cake

Not just a pretty face.... made this last night..

Angel Cake

Glass: Rocks/Old Fashioned

Ingredients:
1 shot Cherry Marnier
1/2 Shot Frangelico
1/2 Shot Creme de cacao
dash strawberry puree
dash creme de fraise

Method:
Shake all ingredients and serve over crushed ice with layer of cream floated on top.

Garnish:
Single Cherry with stalk/ Single strawberry

Comments:
Remember eating angel cake when you were a kid? this tastes exactly like the pink bit... hints of cherry and strawberry with a hazelnut/chocolate aftertaste. Yummy!

Daily Dilemma #5.... a certain lack of daily dilemmas

So.... i began writing a blog with the view of being able to muse, mull over and well, generally MOAN about life in general.

It's the 25th June... and i haven't written anything on here for weeks. Why? Because i've been having too much fun! For once, FOR ONCE, i've been happy. Not just '''ooo i feel happy" happy, i mean karaoke singing, disco dancing, hysterically laughing, cocktail drinking, cheesy grinning, silly talking happy.

Being a nearly-trained journo... i know that good news is bad news... but what if there is none?

Personally, i kinda like being happy...

Daily Dilemma #4- SOLVED!

Problem: I'm ginger

Solution: Dye hair

Result:

see below!