London calling.....

Ok no big secret I love me a good reality singing competition, last summer I stumbled upon the new X Factor in the beginning stages and discovered the lovely, gorgeous Ms. Cheryl Cole on the judging panel in a few early auditions.  Now I pride myself in my celebrity knowledge but had NO clue who this chick was but she was adorable with the English accent and freakin  GORGEOUS, plus I loved her outfits and her attitude.

Cheryl Cole-I mean she's just ridiculously pretty!

A couple Google/YouTube searches later and I found reality singing GOLD in the form of the UK version of X Factor, which is the show that produced One Direction.  I have been basically obsessed ever since.  UK X Factor is 100 times better then the US version (can't wait to see this season with Brit Brit though!) and also fell in love with UK The Voice.  Now I cannot stop listening to all UK musical artists. I am in love with Cheryl Lloyd, Rebecca Ferguson, Cher Lloyd and Jesse J.  They are SO talented it's ridiculous! I swear Rebecca Ferguson is the new Adele!  They're style is so different but it's just good Pop music, which is one of my favorite kinds.

Jesse J-Who you are (If you don't listen to this and just stare at the talent we are not friends)

Cheryl Cole-Call my name (this is on repeat in my head ALL day!)

Now you can get all of their music on ITunes except Cheryl Cole's who has not released hers in the USA yet, after many searches I found all 3 of her albums on Amazon and spent $40 to get all of them shipped to me across the pond.  I have her first one, 3 Words am in love, I can't wait until the other 2 get to me!!

My love of all things British is growing and growing!

They have seriously improved my running playlist!

XOXO,
me

Lady in red

So one of my best friends texted me today asking if I had a red clutch she could borrow for a wedding, the joke is that she knows the only color bag I've carried since I was 16 was a red bag.  Crazy I know, but it's my trademark. 

Me and my various red bags throughout the years:

I'll go into a little history, I was 16 and our family friend from Pittsburgh came to Bmore and took me into Nordstrom, which at this time I was a stranger to, and walked into the purse section, she picked out the prettiest dark red, Italian leather bag I've ever seen, walked over to the register and said "Happy 16th Birthday Erin".  The lady rang up my newest love, wrapped her in tissue paper and walked her around the register (A touch I LOVE about higher end department stores) and put her in my hands.  That was it, I was head over heels in love, it was the single most expensive thing I owned being a 16 year old, American Eagle wearing girl.  

From that day on it was over, red bags were my thing.  I have been OBSESSED and in love with gorgeous red bags since I was 16 and minus a formal event, have carried only red bags for the past 10 years.  Now I own a LOT of them, my collection is mostly Coach bags and random other brands I've fallen in love with.  The ladies at my local Coach store call me personally when a new red bag comes into stock, it is a problem but it's something I really love!  I had the red Coach bag before it became one of Oprah's favorite things a few years ago and FLEW off the shelves, it is my pride and joy.

Years back I read an unauthorized biography on Anna Wintour, editor of US Vogue, and fell in love with her, nuts as she probably is, I love a strong business woman!  She had the trademark bob and sunglasses that have become every fashion designers nightmare and dream all rolled into one. 

 

The trademark thing always stuck with me and I found mine, this lady wears red!

xoxo, 

Me

Fake it till you make it......

So as I've said in a pervious post I signed up for a half marathon a few months back. Yep WTF was I thinking.  I am not a runner, if I could stab any exercise until they are dead it would be running.  I just want to challenge and push myself to do things that are outside my comfort zone, bucket list things.

Now the half-marathon is in October, 13.1 miles and no idea how I'm going to get there, I'm around 4-5 miles and then I wish I could drop dead.  I am determined to give it my best, so the next three months I will be working my ass off in order to scratch, crawl and claw my way across that finish line.  No quitting, no excuses, just hard work, and a lot of motivating music.........

xoxo,
Me

p.s. My twin/ little sister got a big girl job, shout out to CBK  love you girl!!

Low Country living

Good afternoon from South Carolina, yes me and my Mommy have made the trip to the low county for our annual retreat.  I've been lucky enough to be visiting Charleston, SC for most of my life it feel like my summer home.  One week of laying on the beach/by the pool, sleeping in, and shopping.

Behind our condo here there is a stream/long pond thingy with a huge alligator in it, I have named him Boots and I am trying to turn him into a vegetarian.  By try I mean I'm throwing almonds, bananas, pretzels, etc in the water to get a reaction.  We're on the top floor so we're safe he'll just eat the people on the bottom, right?

Must have for vacation:
Chick-Lit books, Sunglasses (my Kate Spade and my Ray-Ban aviators are my faves), good sundresses, my Iphone and John Mayer's new CD which I am officially OBSESSED with!! Plenty of alcohol as well.

xoxo,
me

......on to the next one

Ok so it's no secret that I'm not exactly a girl that is in a relationship, well, ever.  I don't see the point and then when I do I go all in and usually end up with the "it's not you it's me" speech.  It's the Virgo in me, it's all or nothing and the "all" is always with the wrong guy.  I never see the good right in front of me and I usually am attracted to guy that look like this

Johnny Depp

 (dark tattooed and handsome), but act like this,

Ari gold

complete asshole

So lately I've gone down a different road, I've given the nice guy a shot again, probably the nicest guy ever a shot again.  Blast from the past came back into my life and I thought what the hell you.  Now this was the first guy I ever really liked back in the day (middle school) and we had that middle school relationship then it was done, he's literally the nicest dude on the planet.  I threw myself into "liking" the kid just to see if I was missing something as far as this whole nice guy thing goes.  Turns out I wasn't. He's lovely and he was in the middle of his "it's not you it's me" speech when I just started laughing, which did not go over great but was my reaction.  I adore him and I am happy he is back in my life but not in any way but as a friend.

I realized with this whole experience, I deserve to still be picky, I don't have to settle, and I have my shit together for a 25 year old single lady and anyone who doesn't, doesn't deserve me! I have a type, and it is evolving into something more along the lines of my Dad which I LOVE. My independence has to be worth giving up for someone one day, and that day is not today.

Bottom line, don't force it, feel it......

xoxo,

Me