Okay I wasn’t a saint ..........

I went to a big industry awards event last night I had a wonderful evening.

I felt good about myself which was a big first in a long time – I had actually a choice of two dresses in the end as I have obviously lost some more weight and my hair did the right thing so all was good in my tiny world when I left the house .

When I got to the hotel I saw loads of friends who I haven’t seen for a few months and everyone commented on how well I looked and “had I lost weight “ ........

I feel like myself I feel like the old Vicki is returning to life ...........and yes I had the pudding and some of the chocolates and I did bring a doggie bag home for Alice of the lovely Selfridges truffles (old habits are hard to break)

But the highlight of evening was a “magic photo booth “ it was part of the entertainment and you sat in pressed a green button and then one for air to blow out and music played and you could pose – boy did I pose on my own and with my friends ........ We had a blast.





















In the pictures you see the real me – the old Vicki full of life camera kissing not hidden at the back hoping no one will notice me or just seeing my head and body hidden ..........
So Santa if you read this please can I have a photo booth for Christmas I promise to be a good girl all through 2010 xxx

Night out........

Tonight I’m off to Drapers the fashion industry bible “Great British Fashion Event” one of those nights money can’t buy where we celebrate the great British fashion businesses.

So Marks and Spencer is 125 years old and Selfridges the iconic department store is 100 and the young fashion brand New Look has just hit 40 so obviously fabulous.
So had to get a new dress and shoes........ Shoes okay I’ll get those first as I can work the outfit round those and everything will be okay?

I’ve gone for a satin tiered sheath dress from Monsoon a British company – its slimming and I hope I look slimmer after all this effort.

I’m now working on the head and feet theory – if I pay attention to my hair and then my feet no one will notice the body in-between hidden by a very large clutch bag with a snarling Chihuahua on it...

I have spent this afternoon in my Velcro rollers getting my very straight hair to play curly for one night (fat chance).

I’m going to wear my super strength tights so they grip and hold just hope with some of this weight off the force of gravity doesn’t start to drag the top down and I have an unsightly bulge or second bosom effect after a few drinks.
I have also just eaten ham and eggs so I’m not going to nibble.