Keep it real yo!

So this ginger walks into a bar...he's tall, he's sexy, he's so wasted he wouldn't be able to pick me or a giant purple cartoon gorilla out of a line-up...yep, you've guessed it - he's Prince Harry. Lady Di would be so proud. I kid, I kid. RIP hot mama. Anyway, it's true, I "met" Prince Harry. I say "met" because as much as I'd like to believe that I changed his life forever with my sweet moves and bakery scent, he was drunk. So much so that when a robot/electric slide looked like it was heading south, he was grabbed by two handlers and pulled into a secret land where the royals can be rowdy and no one has to know...well at least not too many people. Of course, I called my mom the second I could. Of course I couldn't hear one thing she was saying, but she got the point. My love for gingers had officially peaked for I met the ginger prince himself.  Dreams do come true. Minus the Hitler uniform. Next time. Why is this important? Well, he's Prince Harry you twat! Well, that and that was the day that my amazing friend CK taught me a new catch-phrase for one of my greatest philosophies of life - Keep it real yo! Don't fake the funk. I don't.


So yeah...now that the ice is officially broken, let's get to the real reason we're here. I'm back. It's been almost two years since my last official entry and while it feels so good to be writing again and barfing my random thoughts onto you, I still believe the truth sets you free, so I'll grip it and rip it and share a bit about why I left.


They say that change is the only constant and while I genuinely love and embrace it, life can knock you on your ass sometimes. For me it was heartache, growth and soul searching. The details are important and believe me, I shall write about them in detail, but for now, I'll leave you with this:


“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!” 
― Hunter S. Thompson


See you soon. It's gonna feel good. Real good.

Something magical...

...I have a new and massive desire to blog again! Thanks to Aimee, Bridgey, Tanya, Betterraw, Goop and Cupcakes & Cashmere for your motivation! Stay tuned! It's going to get weird!


It works if you work it!