The General Snap and An Eyelash Attack

I’M BACK! You’re probably all wondering where I’ve been recently, right? Well, unless it’s only my mum reading this, and if that’s the case then sorry to break it to you mum but I haven’t been in the kitchen packing the dishwasher so please stop getting your hopes up.

Since my last post in July I have been over to the Czech Republic, to my first festival and recovering from several absolutely horrendous doses of the fear… again…  No, but honestly, these ones were bad.

Example number one – I think one of my SOSU eyelashes is in some random fellas bed and I am waiting for him to be super creeped out when he stumbles upon it someday soon. No, don’t get excited, there is nothing exciting to report there, not even a cheeky kiss. There were several of us in one bed and I dozed off fully clothed and without a spoon while chatting complete and utter nonsense. Actually raging though, don’t really wanna be forking out six quid on a new pair of lashes when those ones were in mint condition. Here’s hoping he has the cop on not to bin it since I can’t really text him asking him to save it because, well how creepy would that be? Imagine receiving a text from a girl asking you to save her eyelashes? “Alright mate, lost me eyelashes in your bed, keep them safe on your bedside locker for me if you find them… cheers x” I mean, I know I’m probably a locally renowned nutter (borderline bunny boiler according to some past lovers I will admit) but that would be crossing the line a tad.

Example number two – I sent a guy a drunken “general” snap because I wanted him to reply, but I actually captioned it “General snap” Would you actually be well living on earth at the same time as me? I had to leave the snap below because for some reason I saved it, probably thinking I was an absolute HOOT. Honestly, I am so glad I did save it because no one can benefit from it fully until they actually see it. Just look at it. LOOK AT IT. Okay moving on… Oh, he did reply by the way, so god definitely exists or I have a very loyal guardian angel who wouldn’t let this gal go down without a fight!

Back to the topic of lashes, the weekend before that one my Duo Glue worked so bloody well that I was unable to open one eye properly so I spent the night looking like I was winking at everyone. What could potentially look seductive on a huge portion of the world’s female population did me absolutely no favours and I even spooked myself out, never mind any of the lads I encountered that night. Saying that, I missed half the room because I could only see past my scrunch dry on one side. I can never see sense on a normal night, so look, whatever mortifying things happened that night we can blame on one eye being stuck together and my inability to see things clearly. Ahem, general snaps…

It’s only today that I could finally face blogging about my recent shenanigans. I have plenty of things to say but finding a way to say them is a different story. Mainly because nothing in my life has dramatically changed, including my attitude to junk food and unreliable men – both are still causing me serious problems but also providing comfort as summer draws to a close. Ah, the joys of being a hopeless romantic with thunder thighs. Below are some pics of myself and my reactions while heading in and out of toxic situations, please take a moment to enjoy them. Yes, food is always an important part of life no matter what life is currently throwing at me.

I will leave it there for today, although I do have plenty of things to update you all on so don’t worry, I shall be back!

Talk soooooon xx