9/6/10
9/3/10
Death by Nylons
As many as my close friends and family and co-workers will know I had another drunk accident recently resulting in a much moaned about back injury. However my quandary is, will the pain I am experiencing right now mean that I will forever more have a fear of my beloved retro nylons? It was said nylons which contributed to my crash landing down a flight of small stairs in ones house. The nylon and carpet friction failed to work and ended up with me having a rather sore bottom and spilling gin all over the wall, neither outcome a happy one. As I screeched out in pain from my falling down a whole 5 stairs, no one came to my rescue even though our house had at least 15 very well dressed people in it. It would seem the bellowing of the latest Sing Star heat was beating my wavering tears. As I struggled back into my 1940’s stiff upper lip demeanor, I poured myself another gin and got on with my evening. The following day HOWEVER was a complete other story, every cough, laugh, sneeze resulted in crippling pain and a tearful eye, damn that alcohol wearing off it helps so much with phasing out pain, memory and standards.
I have a rather comprehensive history that involves me, alcohol and injury, one which started at 16 and shows no signs of ceasing. My list of injuries include knocking out teeth, breaking a toe, fracturing a collar done, busting open my knee & lip the list goes on, I am currently still sporting a mark from falling down the stairs in April! The problem with all my injuries is that I think my boss thinks I’m winding her up with all my fantastical stories of hospital visits and pain killers galore. I went through my childhood willing a broken bone so I could sport a plaster cast for my amigos to sign, the reality being that you get rubbish medication (some please give me a cortisone injection) and have to sit on a pillow at work and become the laughing stock of the office. Worse than that my current injury finds me clasping my lower back/buttocks area quite a lot, and I have to do it in public or I can’t get out of the train seat, bring on unwanted attention of strangers.8/18/10
Vintage Secret
Vintage Secret is my new favourite website. I have a lot of envy and admiration for the founder Naomi not only because she is from an Events Management background but she has managed to use her skills to really corner for everything vintage, building up her consultancy and style business to such a degree that she has worked with Vogue, Times Style Magazine and Cosmopolitan. I'm a bit jealous of the success of Vintage Secret, putting people in pretty dresses for a living, telling people what they should and shouldn't wear - yes please. Also check out Naomi's blog as she is constantly updated on vintage themed holiday's, events, and other such vintage loveliness.
8/17/10
My Birthday wish list
I've never been that humble when it comes to birthdays, I know exactly what I want and feel as if you don't let people know then your just not going to get what you want!
1. Sewing Machine Table - I would like one in this style, it reminds me of the one my Mum has/had (if Mum still has it 'SHOTGUN' I want it please)
2. A dressmakers dummy to accompany my new sewing table, ideally an adjustable one so that I can make the boobs to the right size without having to put a stuffed bra over it.
4. Quote me on holiday in Edinburgh, "I don't know if i have gone deaf in one ear or if my headphones are just broken." It would appear said headphones are broken and my tempoarary deafness was a figment of my stupidity. I will therefore need new headphones, hopefully rocking ones that look like the one's on the right.
1. Sewing Machine Table - I would like one in this style, it reminds me of the one my Mum has/had (if Mum still has it 'SHOTGUN' I want it please)
2. A dressmakers dummy to accompany my new sewing table, ideally an adjustable one so that I can make the boobs to the right size without having to put a stuffed bra over it. 3. New perfume please. I ran out Dior Pure Poison a while ago and havent smelt the same since.
4. Quote me on holiday in Edinburgh, "I don't know if i have gone deaf in one ear or if my headphones are just broken." It would appear said headphones are broken and my tempoarary deafness was a figment of my stupidity. I will therefore need new headphones, hopefully rocking ones that look like the one's on the right.5. New Chanel lipstick, the old one is almost gone and as we are approaching Autumn I feel as if I need a new darker shade.
If someone could ensure the appropriate members of my family see this entry that would be fantastic.
Ta
Hellie
xx
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8/16/10
lesbians who look like justin bieber
Probably the best website I have seen in a very long time.
http://lesbianswholooklikejustinbieber.tumblr.com/
http://lesbianswholooklikejustinbieber.tumblr.com/
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8/12/10
The Dinner Club
Me and the girls from work have started a dinner club, cool right! Well we are going to document our dinner's via an online blog, click to join DONT FUCK WITH MY DINNER CLUB blog.
Maria was first up and she made a delightful meal of loveliness including the sperm cake, which tasted glorious. We ate a lot of cheese, lentils and good shit, drank a lot of wine and all managed to roll into work on time the next day. We are adamant that we are going to become an online phenomenon, which i think is only fair!
Maria was first up and she made a delightful meal of loveliness including the sperm cake, which tasted glorious. We ate a lot of cheese, lentils and good shit, drank a lot of wine and all managed to roll into work on time the next day. We are adamant that we are going to become an online phenomenon, which i think is only fair!www.helliegibbons.com
JULY............................
Paula & Dan’s Wedding
Manchester
Manchester
Trip with one’s ex is always a tad risqué, but how about a whole weekend and a wedding? Luckily twas a wedding of awesomeness.
Headed up to Manchester for the first time ever to see Paula and Dan’s wedding, adamant that a certain someone was going to miss the train because of drunk midnight calls to my sister, but we made the train. We arrived at the venue in the party cab to check in before heading onto the church. What is it with me and cab drivers that don’t know the way – stupid cab man went the longest way ever but we were there in good time for this one, no having to dash in just before the bride. Oh I forgot to mention I did manage to rock my awesome big pink hat for this one, much to the old lady behind me dis-belief.
Anyway fast forward to wedding speeches – no ordinary wedding speeches but a quiz. A QUIZ, yes a quiz and guess what, my table rocked it and won that quiz and won amazing medals. Can you tell we were a bit smug! Music soon followed by the amazing Crown Top Kings, rockabilly tastic, followed by the DJ, whose rock collection i think we exhausted by the end of the night.A truly fun wedding, new friends made, ROCK.
Fiona’s birthday camping
The Falcon Pub, Bedford, Milton Keynes
The Falcon Pub, Bedford, Milton Keynes
Only Fiona could suggest camping in a beer garden... she suggested... we followed.
This was a truly fantasmagorical weekend with a whole fuck ton of laughter. I think the following videos demonstrate the level we were at this weekend. We ate well, drank well (well i was shit faced crying to Dolly P songs), listened to Hanson and enjoyed a weekend of pure lovely friendshipness, fills me with belly love thinking about it. xxxx
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