Why is nothing ever easy?

I love being Scottish… really I do!

The only one thing I don’t like about being Scottish is my paler than pale white skin… and Scottish pale is different from any other type of pale, it’s not like that English Rose pale that everyone bangs on about being ‘in’ and ‘fashionable’ just so that we don’t get sun damage trying to turn ourselves into Jennifer Aniston and end up looking more like Jordan.
No Scottish pale is that milky white that in some lights almost looks blue, the type that your veins, cellulite, bruises and shave rash…

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And It’s Here!!

You know why I love a feel good movie? Because it does what it says on the tin and makes me feel good… and that is why I do not understand all the bad reviews of the new Sex and the City 2 movie??? It’s not meant to be serious, it’s not meant to be politically correct, it’s not even meant to be about anything of significance… no it is meant to be a fun, feel good, easy and enjoyable watch!

So for any of you avid SATC fans who have listened to the bad reviews, the talk…

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It’s Almost Here!!!

So in a completely cliche way… I CANNOT WAIT for the new Sex and the City movie (I know I work in fashion what a surprise…) but I don’t care… I love it! I have watched every episode a million times and I quite literally could watch the first movie over and over and never get bored… In fact I made ginger boy sit through it last weekend and he was killing himself over the amount of tears I shed throughout… “Are you crying?… “How many times have you seen this movie?”

It doesn’t matter how many times I…

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Catching the Bouquet

Move aside… Scottish chick coming through… armed, dangerous and ready to catch that bouquet….

This weekend me and ginger boy went to our first wedding together… rather a big deal in my opinion as watching two people join in ‘holy matrimony’ as they say (they did actually say that – it was a church wedding) as a couple – does somewhat make you assess your own relationship and can often cause a little of the old ‘wedding fever’…
As it was I didn’t actually spend any of the day at the side of my date due to the…

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What is it about Ginger’s?

I am starting to think that I might have to do a weekly ‘Girl Crush’ blog post for all the time I spend harping on about girls I am having fashion envy/ hair envy/ figure envy over!

And ever since my trip to Hammersmith Apollo last Thursday night, I am very much feeling the love for a certain red haired individual with fabulous style and stature… I wish I could say I was talking about ginger boy but I’m afraid he fits into none of these categories… no I must have a thing for ginger’s as I am…

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Boy Shopping…

I don’t like shopping with other People.

There I’ve said it… I know shopping is meant to be a fun, girly, social experience where you laugh, and cry and have montage moments in the changing room before stopping at midday to drink cocktails and marvel at all your purchases… but to me shopping is serious, I like to get to my destination at quick sharp pace, hunt down my purchases without distractions and preferably not have to talk to anyone in the process, as I am concentrating on visualising my outfits. Of course it can be a fun pastime…

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Mi Chiamo BB

Mi chiamo BB… Pia cheri

Ooh check me! This week I had my first ever Italian lesson… yes that’s right I am learning Italian! I’m telling everyone it’s for work – to improve relations with our European clients – but secretely it is because Italy is one country I have never had the priveledge of travelling to and one country I desperately want to travel to (Milan is the ultimate fashion capital!) So I figure if I learn the language, it’s only a matter of time before I can persuade ginger boy that he needs to take me there on…

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Wedding Dress Dilemma

No don’t worry, it’s not time to run off and buy a hat just yet… me and ginger boy are not getting married or anything ridiculous like that, but we have been invited to our first wedding as a couple! Ooh! I am not even his plus one, my name was on the invite and everything! Anyway so my title was a little misleading… I am not having a dilemma over a wedding dress as such… but a dress for a wedding… but well, that wasn’t quite as catchy!

Actually it’s more like dresses than dress as we are…

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Off the Radar…

I know, I know… I have completely fallen off the radar recently and haven’t been blogging nearly as much as I should be… I have bloggers guilt, really I do!

Not that it is an excuse but I have been very very busy at work… and as I am such a social butterfly in the evenings (translation = too busy watching desperate housewives) I do tend to do most of my blogging during work hours… passing it off as my ‘social networking time’ which my boss loves as the whole internet, blogging, tweeting malarchy is all anyone in PR…

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Betty Bakes!

Recently I have been entertaining the idea of a new profession for Bumpkin Betty… or at least another profession to have on the side… its always been a dream of mine to own a little tearoom or cafe and serve homebakes on vintage high tea trays and tea in Alice in Wonderland esque crockery… I know everyone is doing it now and with the recession its suddenly all fashionable to be hosting dinner parties and baking all day like the perfect housewife… but I had this dream way before The Hummingbird Bakery launched a cook book…

It all started…

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Don’t call me a PR!

oohft sorry it has been so long since I updated you on my silly life but with the Easter weekend, parents visiting and a busy week at work… said silly life has somewhat taken over and prevented me the luxury of blogging!

Anyway first thing I need to say is… how amazing are long weekends??? I think I must have said this about 50times over the course of the 4 days but seriously… HOW AMAZING ARE LONG WEEKENDS? We had our usual Thursday night in the pub after work… My boss (as usual) bought many bottles of wine and…

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Scots Law

I am back at work today after my day of suffering and still feeling a little fragile… I don’t know what it is about getting ill but it always makes me feel a little homesick… it could be because I want to be 10 again and enjoy the day off school curled up on the sofa watching cartoons and being looked after by my mum, or it could be because it gives me a reason to dislike London and its disease laced streets and hanker for the days when I could take a deep breath without coughing up pollution and…

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