Firstly may I apologise for taking so long to introduce myself, so rude of me, but it turns out despite being a lady of leisure at the moment the day seems to disappear to somewhere I have no idea where! Right so with that cleared up let me begin!
The background – I am a born and breed Noopsy Jungler, where let’s just say if there are 3 degrees of separation between you and the passer by on the street consider yourself lucky, to be blunt this is a home where your business is not only yours but your neighbours and the butchers down the road! This is one of the few reasons behind my current career break. In my previous role, at The Gossip Hub, in Noopsy Jungle, I gathered many humourous tales of goings on in the town, (run in’s with the police, falling into toys of an adult nature and ending up having tea in the kitchen with the mother of an infamous past one nighter all being some of the many happenings) which I loved for a time but then let’s just say it soon becomes your turn and well that can only play havoc with a girls social activity so it’s off to the big smoke for a fresh start at the Glass Cube (once my break is over!)
So who is Lady B, in a nutshell, I am your usual twenty something girl with a bad habit for being neurotic! I enjoy taking afternoon tea, salivating over/spending way too much on Chanel, I’m obsessed with Breakfast At Tiffany’s (seriously the book, dvd, vhs and special editions, can all be found Chez B) & all things Audrey and love love love making observations on life with none other than Lady S (I’m aware some people would class this as ‘bitching’ however I refuse to use such a word as anything that passes our lips are simple facts) Oh & I love eating out/getting merry beyond belief on Pimms – but then again who doesn’t!
Today, in my constant struggle to become a domestic goddess, as opposed to being domestically challenged as I have been for the last 22 years, 3 months and 11 days, I attempted to make porridge. Needless to say I got bored half way through, didn’t read the instructions properly and ended up with a solid lump of stodge, no amount of sugar, fruit, honey, or whatever else is the norm to throw at it could turn this into something resembling breakfast. This will go down in Lady B’s Kitchen Disasters, Vol 3, along with the cheesecake that ended up covering the contents of my fridge and the soup which I gassed the house with. The posty delivered my new pair of wellies (understand I would not normally be excited about anything suggestive of rural living but they are quilted, as in the Chanel of a wellie and well I’ve explained my love of that already) so I stepped out in style with the hound. Lunch was a wimbledon special edition Krispy Kreme which managed to end up down my pristine white ensemble, if anyone knows of somewhere I can get an adult bib please email!! Then my afternoon has pretty much been taken up with the arduous task of weighing up the pros and cons of opting for the ‘treat’ option of a new work bag, as in an L.K Bennett or going for the ‘luxurious’ option of the Classic Chanel – it’s a tough life! At this point I seem to sound very materialistic and quite frankly shallow, so now is probably a good time to point out that I do normally have a bit more depth/an actual life but having been thrust back into the terrifying kingdom known as singledom/new jobdom I figure if a gal can’t take her eye off the serious life for a while now and treat herself when can she!! Normal service shall resume soon (ish)
Pleasure to meet you all,
Lady B
xoxo
