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Sexe : Female
Statut : Célibataire
Age : 24
Zodiaque: Capricorne

Ville : Putney
Région : South
Pays: UK
Date d’inscription :: 17/06/2008

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jeudi, janvier 22, 2009 

The year 2009 is now three weeks old and nothing changed? Sure you know what I mean ? The old-new New Year’s resolutions are abandoned and the kilos still on the hips. But now after three weeks you did calm down a bit and don’t care as much about it as you did at the beginning. Everything is easier and your diet and all the new books are out of your mind. In exchange you discovered your love to the new chocolate of Lindt chilli-cherry (www.chocablog.com/reviews/lindt-creation-70-chilli/) and think that the fruity filling supplies you with vitamins for the whole day.


I don’t know if we girls are all very similar but I might not be the only one who pays for a gym membership and never uses it. I mean I could also invest in a season ticket for the Emirates stadium. In the end I just waste my money on something I’ll never use. It’s such a shame and every day when I wake up in the morning I think: Today you’ll so go to the gym and get rid of this muffin tops. The bag under my desk in the office is ready and I just need to use it at once. I never did and I never will ? And I chose my gym so carefully and thought this year I’ll become a gym bunny and the summer is mine! (women.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/women/body_and_soul/article782071.ece)


Unfortunately I am a lazy bum and don’t even use the stairs in the office as the lift is more comfy. Nor is this good for my diet neither for the rest of my body. I have a job where I am sitting the whole day and hardly move. As you can read in another blog on this site I have some issues with my back. When I don’t do any sport I have a 100% guarantee that my back will be sore within a few days (as it is the case today). Every time when I have these pains I could punch myself in the face for not going to the gym. But whatever .... I’ll get through the pains and walk the stairs (yes, I really do when my back hurts) and waaaait until it gets better.


Hang on; I think there is one sport I really enjoy. Shopping! It keeps your whole body fit. Just think about it, seriously: you walk miles just to get the new Mulberry handbag, queue for ages at the changing rooms in TopShop and sweat like you’re in a sauna. You carry hundreds of bags and work out your arms. You start a sprint when you see the new yeti jacket Peaches Geldof did wear the other day. A perfect sport though and I am really good at it! Congratulations Melanie, well done ?

jeudi, janvier 08, 2009 

Have a look at you right now? Can you see it? All the mince pies, fruit cakes and turkey? Right on your hips, ay?


It's bitter I know but it's not a well kept secret that Christmas dinners are dangerous for our weight.  To be fair: it's every year the same procedure. We have loads and loads of food and our first New Year's resolution will be: lose weight!


We probably buy books of famous personalities that tell us how to lose 2 stones in 1 week without stopping to eat. We will read it by eating a bag of Twiglets and nipping on our can of Coke. Life is a bitch and we so love it ?


I personally don't like the idea of New Year's resolutions. When I want to change something in my life I would rather do it now than waiting for the year to end. It's almost cheating when somebody needs New Years Eve to stop smoking or to lose weight. Why shouldn't he/ she do it right now? Of course it might be a good start into a new year to have some good resolutions to endeavour a good health.  But my opinion is based on the fact that I know me very well and I know that I would  never keep up my New Year's resolutions ? which wouldn't be a good start into a new year.


However, how to get rid of the extra kilos on your hips? Workout on the Wii Fit you got for Christmas (www.ukparentslounge.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=90&t=91400 )?Great idea though. It will make you sweat and you might get sore muscles. But what if you are not trying hard enough and it does not work? Hm, there is a new method of doing Yoga. You are in a room similar to a sauna and doing Yoga at 40degree (www.marmaladya.com/london-everywhere/directory/fitness-centres/hot-bikram-yoga/ ). So you'll have a workout and you sweat out all the toxics in your body. How cool is that? I did never try it by myself but a friend of mine started it a couple of weeks ago and she loves it.


You could go to the gym or go for a run during your lunch break. No? I agree I am too lazy for this as well. And it's much too cold outside though.  Ewwwww – I hate winter and the blistering cold. It's my personal excuse not to go outside and move my lazy bones. I better stay inside, have a can of coke and a bag of Twiglets while I am reading "The Black Book of Hollywood Diet Secrets" (www.diet-blog.com/archives/2008/01/09/the_black_book_of_hollywood_diet_secrets.php) ...


mardi, décembre 09, 2008 



Our svelte little Price Runner tirelessly searches for the best prices online and in the highstreet. So, whether the cheapest digital camera or latest LCD TV is to be found in the Outer Hebrides (hello Stornoway!) or on the web, he's guaranteed to find it and bring it back to PriceRunner Towers!

However, since he's particularly busy this time of the year – and can't be everywhere all at once! – we'd like you to take a snapshot of you or your friends striking the PriceRunner pose in a public location of your choice! It could be in a local shop, on a dancefloor, in front of a packed stadium – or anywhere where else the bemused general public is likely to see you. Then, just upload it to the PriceRunner Forum before the 31th of January and the most impressive (ie poignant, daring, humorous or downright cheeky) entry will win a brand new Nintendo Wii!

Strike a pose!
mercredi, novembre 26, 2008 

We all know how it has to look, our perfect dress for Christmas. No matter if we need it for the Christmas party or for Boxing Day. All we know is we need this dress. Not a dress but the dress. We must go to the shop, see it and fall in with it. Any other dresses where we have to think about any changes on the straps or extra belts around the waist don't take part in our personal competition for dress of the year. We are similar to Cesar who came, saw, conquered. Girls are all the same when it comes to dresses. If we don't feel it we can't enforce it.


However, I was in the need to buy a dress for the Christmas party. I was searching for ages and I couldn't find anything where I could "feel it". Originally I wanted a short black one and dress it up with lots of gold jewellery. I was surfing the net for my little dress and I came across the sweetest dresses but all were just so expensive (www.bluefly.com/Designer-Little-Black-Dress/_/N-7i2s/list.fly). I was unsatisfied but ambitious enough to carry on. I didn't want to buy the dress in a shop as I was afraid that other girls would wear the same on the party. What an awful nightmare! I was lost in the jungle of black dresses and couldn't see the ONE that was made for me.


But fate did lead me to Westfield and without knowing it I was meant to buy a green dress. Yes, right. A green one. I walked into the shop, saw it, tried it and bought it. Unbelievable how easy it was though. It is perfect for me and I can even wear it another time. You wanne see it? Sure, here is the link and you'll agree with me (www.warehouse.co.uk/fcp/product/fashion/Dresses/NEW-BACKLESS-DRESS/11066) that it is perfect ?


Now I have done the lion's share of my Christmas outfit but still didn't finish my search ala Sherlock Holmes. Now I need the accessories. I was considering something with feathers like awesome Carrie wore on her wedding with Mr. Big (blog.myweddingfavors.com/index.php/2008/06/04/carrie-bradshaws-beautiful-gown-gets-the-bird/). I don't want the whole bird on my head but I think a little fascinator can have a big effect (www.debenhams.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/product_10001_10001_62290_593466_-1).


But most of all I need new shoes and a bag. I first thought I should go for silver (www.schuhstore.co.uk/zoom.asp?i_code=1101787660&name=MARTINI%20FASCINATOR%20SANDAL) but now I quite fancy black. Too sophisticated? No way, I think black can be nice if it's not too harsh and edgy. Something with feathers as well? I've seen a nice bag at Reiss a couple of month ago and I can remember the feeling of my heart that sank as it saw the price of the bag. So nothing like this.... I am sure I'll find something suitable. The only problem I have is that the party is in two weeks which isn't much time left....


So girls, I think I am off now.... see you at Reiss!



mardi, novembre 11, 2008 

There is just one big topic hovering above us now. I can see it in big red letters everywhere on the internet or the high street. It spreads like an epidemic over the whole country and even the Credit Crunch can't stop it. I am talking about Christmas and it's bitter sweet commercial aftertaste.


The whole world of retailers wants to sell us all their clothes, electronic gadgets and shopkeepers to make up for the last season. And what do we do? Buying everything that isn't screwed down. It just has to blink in gold and bright red and we will buy it. When it's wrapped in funny Christmas paper it's even better. It takes a lot of work from us and we do not have to care about the whole packing thing. How easy makes it the world of commerce for us? How lazy do we become in the shadow of overwhelming consumption.


It's beginning of November now and we have only about 40 days left until Christmas. I bought my first present today to be well prepared when it comes to Christmas.  I was buying a pair of Mammoth Crocs, you know, the soft ones with fur for the winter.  My mum always wanted to have a pair of them. I was searching on Google and the first website that appeared offered them for £34. Quite a lot though. I was checking out the PrieRunner site afterwards and guess what? I found the same pair for just £24. Imagine me jumping up and down like a little bouncing ball and punching the air. I made a bargain! This does not happen very often but the more I am happy about my feeling for success.


Have you ever tried the so called promotional codes or discount vouchers? There are a lot around now and I was wondering if anybody tested them yet. You can find the big vouchers with a 20% discount from Dorothy Perkins or the brill offer from GAP with a 30% discount (forum.pricerunner.co.uk/thread.jspa?threadID=27308&tstart=0). On the other hand you have the small but nice codes for a free delivery from Miss Selfridges (forum.pricerunner.co.uk/thread.jspa?threadID=27286&tstart=0). All this sort of special offers (which are all listed in the PriceRunner forum) seduce us to buy lots and lots of things. I can't decide if it's a good or a bad thing? Do we rather tend to buy crap stuff when we smell a bargain or do we buy reasonable and useful things we would have bought anyway?


Help me with my decision and...... BUY ? buy for all one's worth and help me to support the World of Commerce and Consumption. Groped in a trap? Learn out of your mistakes and do it better next year... used a discount voucher and bought useless stuff? Give it to anybody else next year... ?


Made a cheeky Christmas bargain? Congratulations!


lundi, novembre 10, 2008 

"Where does Santa stay when he's on holidays?
At a Ho-ho-tel!"


This is the answer Google gives us when you ask for Father Christmas on holidays. To be honest, it's not a funny joke and I could do better but I don't want to snatch the good points away from you.


But step by step ....


Imagine you are a child with your pyjama on and barefoot running down the stairs on Christmas morning to be excited what Father Christmas brought this year. I guess you all feel a warm bubble around your heart and have a smile on your face when you look back to the time you believed in good old Santa.


However, everybody has his individual story how he discovered that Father Christmas is just an illusion. For my share I discovered a mask of Santa Clause in the huge cupboard in our bathroom. It was exactly the one that Father Christmas was wearing every year when he was walking across our kitchen window. I was desperate and disappointed by the fact that Father Christmas isn't a real man (obviously it was my dad who did wear the mask, I just realise it now, he was always away when I saw Father Christmas). All my heavenly images and glory imaginations of fairies and Rudolph the reindeer broke down within a second. Sadness spread all over my face and I couldn't believe how silly I could be! Did I really think that it was possible to send a letter to Lapland without a stamp on it? I was just 7 years old but I was aware that the Royal Mail will not work for nothing.
Since 15 years I have to face the fact that Santa did cheat on me and all the children on earth! Or should I better blame my parents for this horrible discovery and the years of silence.Anyway, this short snippet shouldn't bring you down but it should put you back to your own childhood to feel like a 7 year old with an immense repertoire in fantasy.


You will need it to win the new forum competition on PriceRunner.co.uk!





Do you recognise this man? Hard not to really...the long white beard, rosey red cheeks, and the joviality of his round pot belly... It could only be good ol' Santa Clause... off duty it seems, riding his bike through the park on a hot summer's day. Is this really what Father Christmas does in his free time, when he's not zooming by in his reindeer driven sleigh? Do you think he opted for a bike to help reduce the world's carbon footprint? Or do you think he sleeps all summer long in preparation for the next Christmas?


We'd really like to know what you think Santa does in summer. So get creative, and share your ideas with us to win a £250 voucher from House of Fraser! Send us pictures, videos or just write a few lines on Father Christmas' summer holiday escapades, in the PriceRunner forum. The funniest contribution wins!  Submit your ideas before the 1st of November and you could be the lucky winner of a £250 voucher from House of Fraser!
Psssssssssssssssssssst.... I've got yet another secret to tell... Santa has been busy doing something else in the lead up to this Christmas. He has been working with his elves to give away another great prize on the PriceRunner forum. If you're nice and not naughty, you're sure to be the one that gets your hands on this one too!



mercredi, octobre 29, 2008 

Have you ever been aware of how many different "Wiki's" are outside in the deep and dark downs of the internet? After I joined the ProdukWiki forum and I'd discover my love for Wikihow I started to google the word "Wiki". You know I love Google and btw, have you ever tried your own iGoogle? It's a cool gadget where you can project your personal style on the search engine page. I have added a leopard print background and now it looks like a fashion webpage and not like a boring and average search engine anymore (www.google.com/ig). But anyway... I can't wait to introduce you to my favourite Wiki which is called WOWwiki. The first thought that crosses somebody's mind is "Wow! Wiki how exciting." It sounds like it contains fabulous pictures of legends or ancient film stars or even introduces us to the secret world of middle earth. No, it does not. The tree letters w o w that form the fantastic exclamation of excitement don't mean more than World Of War craft (www.wowwiki.com). Excitement changes to boredom and I couldn't see a picture of Marlene Dietrich but an old and shabby pumpkin which grins at me in an obscene way. I switched back to iGoogle and checked the second Wiki page which sounds at least as interesting as the WOW war craft webpage. Heroswiki(heroeswiki.com/Main_Page) which I first thought will bring me back to the glorious days of my childhood where He-man and Sheila where my best friends. But I faced the reality and looked into bolt men eyes and confusing explanations of his life. I typed Peter Parker in the search box and have been shocked by the following message: "There is no page titled "peter parker"." What a hero webpage when they even don't know the one and only hero ever? But hang on! Heroes? The popular sci-fi drama of NBC? S*** ? Can you guess my natural hair colour now ?


I left the page with a shadow of embarrassment on my face and went back to my stylish iGoogle page. Another Wiki I found is called Wikianswers (wiki.answers.com). Maybe the same as Yahoo answers and therefore I couldn't bother to click on it.


Now I have only two more Wiki's left and I already know them which gives me a warm feeling around my small and innocent heart ? WikiHow is (beside diamonds) a girl's best friend. It explains us blondes how to boil an egg or how to build a Trojan horse. You see, lots of useful facts you couldn't know without the help of WikiHow (forum.pricerunner.co.uk/thread.jspa?threadID=26598&tstart=0).


My latest discovery was ProductWiki (www.productwiki.com/) which is for all the smaller and bigger gadgets on the market. It's a helpful page even when the forum should be reanimated by a few more users. Join and help GlitterPrincess on her mission to convince people of the latest gadgets!


Wiki what? Just for fun, ask your mum or older brothers and try not to laugh when they answer you: Vicki? I know him; he is the small Viking who always scratches his nose ?



lundi, octobre 20, 2008 

Imagine you cannot move, walk, jump or even crawl. So you lie on your tummy for the whole weekend and you are bored to death. The only change of perspective you can achieve is when you move from the couch to the bed and back again. What will you do? Surfing the internet is impossible because the computer is on the desk 2 inches above your head. You just can look up at it like a 4-year old looks up at the forbidden sweets cupboard in the kitchen.


This is me with excruciating bad back pain all weekend.


Ok, so what else can I do? Watch a DVD, great idea! My friends gave me the new one with Keira Knightley. What was it called again? Aah, Atonement (forum.pricerunner.co.uk/thread.jspa?threadID=27029&tstart=0). Let's watch Atonement and have some Popcorn. Oh no, making Popcorn is also a pretty impossible task but whatever....I'll watch it without any candies, which is probably a good as it's not the healthiest of treats. I really enjoy period films but this one was more brutal than any other period film I've ever seen. Maybe the novel by Ian McEwan is more interesting and not as "visual" as the movie.


Reading....? Another good idea – I could read a good book? Or have a browse through the latest magazines? But this means staying indoors for longer, which I don't really want to do, as I can see it's the best weather outside through the nearby window. As I look out of the window I fall into a weird daydream.  I imagine myself 10 years later lying on the couch with the same back pain; my husband comes into the room to bring me Popcorn. He then sits down beside me and chats to me for awhile. I look at my expensive wedding ring and feel pure pleasure (www.kaboodle.com/blogs/love-at-first-sight/diamonds-are-a-girls-best-friend). How did he know that I would always want such a ring? A big diamond on the top, that sparkles in the sun light. How lucky I am and what would have been if I had never met him? Oooooh, I woke up... and felt my finger...empty!! It was just a dream and I have no diamond to call my own. Will I ever find a man who buys me this long desired ring?


Suddenly, I had a ground breaking idea... I know the man who will buy me this ring! His Name is Father Christmas and he is a very generous man! Lucky me! I wriggled to the coffee table where a piece of paper and a pen were lying. Carefully I wrote "Christmas Wish List" on the top of the note and thought about allllllllllll my wishes... (forum.pricerunner.co.uk/thread.jspa?threadID=409&tstart=0). I then wrote diamond ring in first place place and in second place a brand new Nintendo Wii Fit! Once my back pain has gone away I want to dance on the wii fit and move my body!


Poor girl, do you think Father Christmas will make an exception and come to me now to bring me my present? I wonder what he is doing now in October. Preparing himself for Christmas or is he still on holidays?


Maybe you have a better idea? and want to win £250 voucher from House of Fraser? Alright...then have a look at the PriceRunner forum on the 03th of November!


Get excited!



mardi, octobre 14, 2008 

"She leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl"


This similarly describes what my mum must have felt when I left my home in Germany to discover the big city of London. But last weekend her sadness came to an end when she came to visit me and find out why I love London so much. Before she arrived she told me, on the phone, that she wanted to go to watch the Mamma Mia musical. I hesitated for awhile, as I assumed that it would be boring and just a loose sequence of Abba evergreens, but finally agreed and I bought tickets for Saturday night. To start off the evening we went out for dinner before the musical started. My mummy and I were completely knackered after a busy day at London's markets, and our meal gave us the comfort we needed (bonus! the waiter was a beau?). After this double pleasure we left the restaurant on Leicester Square to go to the musical. On the way there my mum was talking the whole time about the Mamma Mia movie she had seen a few days before. She was impressed by Pierce Brosnan's talented ability to sing all the ABBA songs. So I decided not to tell her that I mostly heard bad reviews about the film (www.digitalspy.co.uk/forums/showthread.php?t=828979). I just listened quietly, until I saw the queue in front of the Prince of Wales Theatre –What the h***? There were people dressed up like Agnetha and Anni-Frid on drugs. Twinkling and sparkling mid-forties on skyscraper high platform boots wearing strange hats (www.kaboodle.com/member/glitter_princess/styleboards/born-in-the-80s?bt=1). Now I was thinking do I really have to go inside? It's a sacrifice I'll only ever make for my mum. So we sat down in our front row seats, and the first lines of the musical rang out...


Honey honey, how you thrill me, ah-hah, honey honey (www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/abba/honeyhoney.html)


What a voice! I got goose bumps immediately... Maybe I spoke to quickly? With every new song and after every scene I enjoyed the musical more and more! Then my most favourite scene took place....eight stunning men in bathing suits and me in the first row!!! What a highlight! The actors convinced me, and I decided that Mamma Mia is one of the most beautiful musicals I've ever seen (forum.pricerunner.co.uk/thread.jspa?threadID=26946&tstart=0) and I have already seen a lot of them (forum.pricerunner.co.uk/thread.jspa?threadID=26679&tstart=140).


After the show we left the theatre pleased and full of 'Dancing Queen' energy. We clicked our heels all the way down to the River Thames to check out the view. As we stood on the Westminster Bridge and gazed out onto the brightly lit city, my mum sighed and said she now can understand how I could did fall in love with a city like London!



lundi, octobre 06, 2008 

"You must look past those gorgeous eyes,
Ignoring pretty faces,
For only true beauty,
Lies within the mind."



How beautiful it must be to have a man saying such romantic things? But you and I both know that these men are an exception, and it's possible that we will never meet. However, what really is the truth in this saying?  Does true beauty really lie within? Or is it just an excuse for not being the most beautiful person in the world?



I would approach this topic from two different sides.



Maybe you have an old grandma like me, who was always there when you came home desperately after a long shopping day and all the clothes you tried on seemed to plot against you; none of them fit.


She always used to say: "Darling, true beauty lies within". It didn't give me any comfort but I knew she meant it honest (forum.pricerunner.co.uk/thread.jspa?threadID=26825&tstart=20). I always thought that maybe she is right and it all sounds very romantic, but what about the cute guy on the tube the other day that caught your eye.



He would never have recognised you if you had greasy hair or an ugly face. (forum.pricerunner.co.uk/thread.jspa?threadID=26817&tstart=20). Even when you have eight hours of sleep a night, and only eat healthy stuff, he would have never of noticed. He can't see that you are lovely, faithful and have other special qualities ;). Your grandma has to understand this fact, and I am sure it wouldn't help if she talked to the guy to try and convince him of your inner beauty (my grandma would suggest this crazy advice). This is also the reason why you have to look good at job interviews and cannot turn up in trainers and track suits (forum.pricerunner.co.uk/thread.jspa?threadID=26221&tstart=0). Because your new boss cannot see that on the inside you're gorgeous.



It's a difficult saying at the end of the day. But I agree that "true beauty comes from inside". Because the guy on the tube could be Mr. Universe, but if he was rude and cheated on you with your best friend(s), then maybe you wouldn't think he was so hot anymore. He has to have a beautiful character too, no matter if he's a beau. True beauty lies within.... (forum.pricerunner.co.uk/thread.jspa?threadID=26775&tstart=0).


In the past things seemed to be much easier in reference to our topic. Good old Shakespeare knew that his girl was ugly, but for him she was unique
(www.william-shakespeare.info/william-shakespeare-sonnet-130.htm) :



My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head,
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.