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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The Heelathon…

So if you read my last post, you will know that I am digging deep into the neverending shoe closet this week and attempting to wear some of the unloved high heeled numbers that have been gathering dust back there… before my guilt forces me to sell them on Ebay! Anyway one day in and my heelathon has been somewhat thwarted… here is how events have played out so far…

Heelathon Day 1: BB started well… pair of french esque suede lace up wedges were teamed with cute lampshade skirt and stripy cropped sweater… channelling Parisian Chic (Ok I know…

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Dressing for the Job…

When I first decided to make the move to London I visualised my life becoming somewhat like Sex and City, flitting around the hippest places in enviable outfits and fantastic shoes just like my ultimate style icon Carrie Bradshaw (I know she is not real and it’s a horrible cliche but I don’t care, Patricia Field is a genius, I can watch episodes that are 10years old and still covet Carrie’s style)… so due to this misconception I arrived on my brothers doorstep one sunny day in June with a larger than life suitcase which was filled to the brim…

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Curiouser and Curiouser

Ok ok I know… I am ridiculously late with my Alice in Wonderland themed blog post and you have now read so many other boring ‘Alice inspired fashion picks’ or ‘my favourite Wonderland esque products’ and have seen all there is to see of heart print dresses and charm bracelets that you may well want to scream at the blogging world and never read this blog again at the thought of another image of a ‘drink me’ necklace or Blair Waldorf in an alice band…

BUT… last night, ginger boy and I…

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Its me Burfday!!

Happy Birthday to me!!

So here it is, the day of reckoning… I am 24 no more! New Era, new tickbox, the time has come… I am now old…….. er… haha!
Well as predicted I feel more or less the same as I did yesterday… apart from the fact that I decided it was time for a style change (in a mid life crisis kind of way) and last night dyed my hair bright, florence and the machine style, red! It was a bit of a shocker to begin with… as me worrying that my dark brown mane…

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A New Era…

In three days time I shall be turning the big 2-5! Scary huh?

Well actually no, I was rather looking forward to being 25, it’s surely better that 24 right? I mean it’s more of a milestone… I will officially be in the middle of my twenties… it’s a peak age for being able to say ‘ooh I did that when I was 25’ which I think sounds much better than ‘ooh I did that when I was 24’… The world is my oyster as they say!
But do you know the one thing that changed…

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Hormones, Alcohol and a Scabby Knee

This weekend I came to the conclusion that when feeling hormonal, it is simply well advised to stay away from all shades of alcohol… Actually sorry I shouldn’t assume that everyone else is as much of a psycho/ weirdo/ maniac when the hormone rollercoaster hits as I am… I came to the conclusion that I should stay away from all shades of alcohol when hormonal… the problem however is that I seem to be hormonal every minute of every hour of every day of the fecking month at the moment, and I’m sorry, it may be the Scottish gene in…

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