Let’s get the truth out the way so we can get back to content creating.
It was about this time last year I went to my first proper PRed blogging event. The Launch of Make Up Revolution in Superdrug L1. My now good mate Josie Peaches helped me get the gig the day I met her. Like, five minutes into knowing her. I was blown away by how someone could do that for me and thought this community was going to be as kind and supportive as she was to me. I soon found this not to be the case and I’m here to tell you what’s good.
If I belonged to any monarchy, my title by birthright would be Queen of awkwardness. When I say I’m awkward, I don’t mean a bit socially introverted and shy. I mean keeping my shoes and socks on during a massage awkward. SO you can probably imagine my reluctance to make beauty and spa treatments, as much as I enjoy fresh skin and manicured nails. If only a spa existed that made me as comfortable as when I’m watching Drag Race sans pants avec takeaway.
You promised this year it would be different. New Year Day came and you were hungover, then that Australian flu came and you, of course, caught it. You told yourself you’d wait till next week to really get into it, like maybe when you go back to work or school/uni. Now it’s fucking February and you’ve actually gained weight instead of losing it. Sound familiar? Well, fear no more. Here is my work out advice for girls (and guys) who are as lazy as I am.