On a Major Dilemma

Hey Ragers and Ragettes!!!  I have been very busy the past few days, work related unfortunately, nothing exciting like going to fashion shows or hobnobbing with the Liverpool glitterati (one day, Ragers and Ragettes, one day!!!)  I have managed to grab some Betty Time so here I am in my yoga pants, sipping some water with lemon and lime in it watching Scott and Bailey.  (It's a guilty pleasure...a British updated version of Cagney and Lacey...love it!!)

A lot has been going on with work.  Simon's company has been going from strength to strength.  We have picked up some more potentially lucrative business and so I have been working flat out, more evenings and weekends.  But by doing this, working flat out, it's more money for the business and we can grow more.  It's good.  Tiring but rewarding and good!!!

But I do have a dilemma.

My old flatmate and neighbour Andrea is getting married next weekend.  I have mixed feelings about this.

Andrea, as you recall, is the loveliest, sweetest, most loving person that I have ever had the pleasure to know.  She is beautiful and very modest.  She doesn't think that she is anything special but she is.  And that is what makes her beautiful.

Anywho, I digress.

So she is marrying a total asshole.  He's an absolute gobshite.  He's a druggie, he lies, cheats and would rather play video games than make his fiancée a cup of tea or ask her about her day.  It's disgusting.  But that's not the dilemma.  I told her so many times that she can do better and that she is beautiful and that she doesn't have to do this.  She's made her bed and I will be there for her if/when it falls to pieces.

The dilemma, Ragers and Ragettes is this.  At this wedding will be....Dan.

As you remember some weeks ago, I cut my ties with Dan due to some behaviours that were creepy, unacceptable and down right bad.

So that means that I will be seeing him at my friend's wedding.

You see, Andrea also decided to be a bit awkward with the whole wedding thing.  The wedding ceremony starts at 4pm, that should take about an hour then after that is the meal and speeches until 8pm and then it's the proper reception.  Sounds great but......she is insistent that partners are not invited until after 8pm as she wants "close friends and family" at the actual ceremony and meal.  So no Simon until 8pm.  That means that I will have to be alone at this wedding and Dan will be there for 4 hours.  

Now Simon doesn't like Dan, at all.  And this whole situation is very awkward to him also.  Simon is being protective which is nice but it puts me in a situation.

What do I do? Do I skip the wedding for the sake of an awkward 4 hours?  Do I go and try to lay low?

I have a great dress picked out with fab shoes (of course!!!) and that opportunity I don't want to miss.  I love getting dressed to the nines.

Geezz, this is wrecking my head.  I just want to make everyone happy and that seems to be so difficult.

What do you do in this situation?

I don't know Ragers and Ragettes.  My brain is cooked.  I just feel a bit confused and upset that I am even letting one asshole make me feel like this.

Sigh.  I will figure something out.  I always do.

So Ragers and Ragettes, please enjoy your Sunday, I plan on doing the same!!

Lots of Love

The Fabulous Betty Rage xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

On Throwing a Hissy Fit

Hey Ragers and Ragettes!!  I know, it’s been a long time since I have blogged.  It’s been busy and crazy here. 

Today  I am still rocking Rock ‘n Rock Chic.  Vintage velour jacket, pink diamanté skull printed vest, statement long necklace, boot cut jeans and cowboy boots...don’t forget the red lippy!   Rita and I are going to the football tonight and I am excited!!!!

Well I have been successfully been on a diet, eating more sensibly and going to the gym.  I am noticing a difference.  My body is changing and I am feeling great.  There is a slight problem though.

I struggle to sleep on a Sunday and Monday night.  

Now I am a creature of habit.  I need to get a full night’s sleep in order to function.  Simon and I go to sleep each night at a reasonable time.  We have time for cuddles and sex and we are usually spooning and getting ready for sleep by 10pm.

Simon snores....loudly.  So loudly that I have to put earplugs in.  I found a set that works for me so that is ok.  But for some reason, I cannot sleep on a Sunday or Monday nights!  (if anyone has any suggestions on how to combat this, please let me know)

Well, Sunday night’s sleep was dreadful.  I pretty much woke up every hour which means that I was a zombie for the day.

When I don’t get a full night’s sleep, I am not a pleasant person to be around.  I just kept my head down and got my work done.

When Simon and I got home I started to cook dinner.   Was making spaghetti and meatballs.  Now Simon would have spaghetti, meatballs and cover it with cheese.  I had meatballs with roasted veggies.

Once dinner was made I served up and sat next to Simon.  I looked longingly like a kicked puppy at Simon’s meatballs, spaghetti and cheesy dinner.  I looked back at my plain healthy dinner and suddenly felt sad.  Simon looked at me and said, don’t complain!  You chose to eat like this!!!  Normally I wouldn’t let that bother me.  But last night....no.  I felt like a kicked puppy.  I ate my dinner in silence.  I stopped eating my veggies and just ate the meatballs.  I got up and threw the rest of veggies in the bin and put my plate in the dishwasher.  Simon finished his carb heaven dinner and I cuddled the big stuffed bunny on the settee.

Simon  looked at me cuddling the bunny looking pathetic.  He extended his arm for a cuddle.  I looked at him and sheepishly and said, the bunny understands me and my struggles.  I then moved into Simon’s arms.

We watched TV for a bit.  It was time for bed.  We went to say good night and cuddle the guinea pigs.  As I was holding one of them, I felt my eyes well up.  Oh God, I was starting to cry....my reason?  I couldn’t eat any spaghetti.  I hid my tears.

Simon got into the shower and I got into bed..  I started to message Suzanne and the tears came thick and fast.

I asked Suzanne what was happening.  She said, Betty, you’re having a hissy fit brought on by tiredness.

Me?  A hissy fit???  In work, yes I tend to get quite assertive but I didn’t think of myself as the type to have a temper tantrum!!!  After this realisation I started to cry even more!!!!

Simon got out of the shower and saw me crying.  He gave me a huge cuddle.  When I told him why I was crying he smiled, kissed me on the nose and said, you’re silly.  He hugged me close ad I felt better.

I have always been the calm type outside of work.  My older sister was the type that would throw a proper temper tantrum if she didn’t get her way.  I would usually accept it, put my head down and get on with it.  Bottle it up.  The last time I had a full blown hissy fit was about a year ago in my car in front of Suzanne!!!

Couldn’t help but think about Elena.  Did she get hissy fits?   I mean, she is so cool, calm, poised and has a demeanour of "your mortal games mean nothing to me *goddess eyebrow*".  She is the epitome of calm!!!!  Do goddesses get these feelings?

But secretly I liked having the hissy fit.  It felt good to lose control of my emotions and just let it flow.  I felt better.  And Simon telling me that it was going to be ok, that felt great!!

It’s good to have these sorts of releases, I think. 

I used to have a roommate that would get a full blown one that she would throw objects in a cloud of blind rage.  We couldn’t hang picture on the walls or have sharp or breakable objects in the room because when she would blow, it was violent.  She once threw one of my shoes at my other roommate and it hit me in the head.  Thank God I didn’t need stitches!!!

I guess that lack of sleep induced a hissy fit.  Last night’s sleep was a bit better but I am still flagging.  I guess that the point is that sleep can make you either have a great day, be reasonable, and calm or it can turn you into a sobbing, irrational shell of a woman!!!

Today I think that I am teetering on the cusp of both!!!  I should be ok.  At least I look fabulous!  That’s the main thing....

As Mama Rage said, Betty, if you don’t feel well, put your best outfit on your best shoes, do your hair and make up and smile.  You’ll trick yourself into feeling good.  Once again, she’s right!!

So until next time, get some sleep take care of yourself and if you feel a hissy fit coming on, let it flow!  Just don’t throw anything or hurt your loved ones!!!

Loves of Love

The Fabulous Betty Rage xxxxxxxxxxxx

On the Fashion Show and When Betty Met Elena

Hey Ragers and Ragettes!!! What a fabulous and crazy few days!!!  Today I am rocking my favourite vintage jumpsuit and my Ted Baker glasses.  My hair is slicked back and tucked behind my ears with massive volume at the back thanks to my hero, dry shampoo!!

Well, the past few days have been a blur of excitement, craziness and fabulousness!! 

On Saturday I got my hair done and my hair dresser is such a perfectionist that I ended up missing my appointment at the beauty salon for my nails and eyelashes.  So I had a plan b.

I walked into St Helens town center and found a little nail bar that I was able to get my nails and eyelashes done for a good price, result!!!  I opted for a long set of red sparkly talons and stunning eyelash extensions.

Then came Sunday.

It started out bad because I received a message from Suzanne saying that she was off to A&E because she had an earache.  I was upset because I thought that she wasn’t going to make it.  But she was fine.

So I started getting ready.  I opted for a black jumpsuit with a gold belt, a black peplum jacket, gold accessories, black and gold envelope clutch  and some killer leopard print stilettos.  I slicked my red hair back, put my red lippy on and when I walked out of my room, Simon’s chin hit the floor.  I was smoking hot!!!

I went and got Suzanne and drove to the show with butterflies in my tummy.   

I felt like myself again.  Chic, classic with killer talons and red lippy.  I felt like I was invincible.  Plus I was meeting Elena for the first time.

We got to the event and I was nervously chattering away to Suzanne.  I was looking around for Elena  as we got into the queue.  The girls there looked interesting.  One girl was rocking very big hair, Suzanne and I had a giggle over it!!!

We finally started to move.  My tummy was doing flips.  We entered the gate and there was a red carpet!!!  I have always wanted to rock up a red carpet so I looked up, flashed a smile and I strutted up that red carpet like I owned it!!  There were a few people taking photos.  I felt a bit shy but ok.

I got my gold band that signified that I was a VIP and I looked around trying to find Elena in the VIP area.

And there she was.  She was rocking a fierce combination of a grey fuzzy cardi, a leopard print hlater neck blouse, black leggings and cowboy boots. 

I knew it was her because no one else was rocking cowboy boots!!!  She had guts, style and poise!  Suzanne nudged me to bring me back to life.

Elena came up to me and said, Betty?  It’s lovely to finally meet you.  I’m Elena.

She extended her hand and I said the first thing that popped into my hea, Handshakes, Elena?  Seriously?  I hugged her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

There was something lovely and natural about Elena.  There was a quiet strength, her eyes were beautiful and clear blue.  She had a gorgeous smile defined by a gorgeous shade of red lippy (You know what I am like for my red lippy!!) and a warm hug.  I think I might have hugged her for too long.  I mean, it’s not every day that you get to meet someone you admire!!

 

I took my glass of champagne and we went to a table and started chatting.  I started chatting nervously about everything I could think of.  (It’s a nervous habit)

I then came out with a major facepalm moment...I said, this is the VIP area, Elena.  Why does everyone look miserable in it?

D’oh!!!

Why do I always say the stupidest things around important people?????

To Be Continued.....

On Fashion Show Dilemmas

Hey Ragers and Ragettes!  It’s a sunny day in St Helens and I am feeling fine...ish!  I have a bit of a head cold going on.  Yesterday I had a sore throat but that is gone now replaced with a snotty nose.  Lovely.

Lately I have been rocking what I like to call the badass look.  This involves the following:  bootcut jeans, a tank top (showing off the new and fabulously healed shoulder tattoo!), cowboy boots, my red lippy and another addition which I am loving:  the aviator sunglasses.

I am usually a lover of over sized glamorous shades but recently I feel that I need to bring out my inner badass so it’s my aviators.  They are cheap ones that I bought from Primark because I forgot my sunglasses one day and so I went in and picked up some cheap aviators.  I love them!!  I want to get some nicer ones and I intend on doing that when I go home for Christmas.  I might treat myself to a pair of Ray Bans.

Suzanne rocks this sort of look quite a bit.  It suits her.  She always gets it right! The sunglasses, black jeans, leather jacket.  Badass indeed!  I didn’t want to copy Suzanne directly so I added a statement necklace, my tank is sparkly, major heaving cleavage (to Simon’s enjoyment!) and the red lippy is in place.  I am also rocking a big quiff thanks to my favourite invention....dry shampoo.  I cannot live without my Batiste Dry Shampoo for dark hair.  This is a hair must!!!

But I have been torn with my outfit for the fashion show.  I had it all planned out.  I was going to rock my skinny jeans, white blouse, black peplum blazer, leopard print shoes and red lips.  But I have seen the weather forecast and now this is in doubt. 

It’s set to be warm on the day of the fashion show.  I can’t wear that outfit that day!  There are going to be important people at the fashion show that day....especially Elena!!!!!  Fuck!  What am I going to wear?

I have a couple of outfits that I can rock. 

Option 1:  The vintage jumpsuit.  It’s tried, tested and I always get complimented on it.

Option 2:  My burgundy vintage dress.  It’s a lovely dress.  It’s quirky and can be easily accessorized.

Option 3:  My vintage sundress.  It’s blue, turquoise floral with a big blue bow in the back.  Again, it’s original and cute. 

Option 4:  The look I am rocking now.  Cowboy boots, bootcut jeans, sparkly vest, retro velour jacket, red lips, aviators and badass attitude.

Decisions, decisions!!  I truly have a full closet with nothing to wear!!!

So I will need to have a think and wear the outfit that will look the best.

I have booked myself in for a full prinnie pamper day on the Saturday so that I will look my best.  I am getting my hair, nails, toenails, eyelashes and eyebrows done.  (I am also getting my bikini line done but that is obviously more for Simon’s benefit)  It’s going to be a long, but, fabulous day!! 

Fingers crossed this snotty nose goes too.  It’s really bad.  I don’t want to be sniffling and sneezing and looking gross at the fashion show!!!  Nothing would be worse than meeting Elena and sneezing on her or having a huge booger on my nose!!!

So, Ragers and Ragettes I am doing everything I can to put my best foot forward.  I need to look great for this show!!!  So please pray for me!!

Until next time, stay fabulous!

Lots of Love

The Fabulous Betty Rage xxxxxxxxx

On 2 Balls of Fluff and Babies

Hey Ragers and Ragettes! It’s Friday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Thank God it’s Friday!  Honestly!  This week has crawled!

Today’s contender for the outfit for the fashion show:  The Aztec Jumpsuit.

I love this jumpsuit.  It’s on trend tribal print black, beige and white with a beaded collar.  It’s halter neck style, which I suit very well.  It’s loose fitting (I think that is down to me losing weight) and quite versatile. Today I am wearing it with my gladiator sandals but it can be paired with black platform wedges or black peep toes.  I would accessorise very little as the jumpsuit as a distinct pattern.  I wouldn’t take away from it. 

Pros for this outfit:  It’s comfortable, versatile, and funky.  Accessorising is easy as the outfit speaks for itself.  Even make up I would do very little with. 

Cons for this outfit:  The straps are made of the same thing that ponytail holders are made of and this is suffering from the same issue you get with ponytail holders...they stretch out and the rubber inside snaps.  I would need to cut the straps and somehow replace them.  Also, if it gets colder it isn’t appropriate as it is quite light material.

Marks out of 10:  7 out of 10

Well, yesterday at work I was a bit down.  I had a hard day and plus I think that I have a bit of a stalker that I have had to block. 

Simon usually stays behind for a bit to tie up loose ends but yesterday, Simon decided to get out quickly.  We got in my car and he looked at me and said, let’s get going Betty before the shop closes.

I look at him and he smiled at me.

We drove out of the industrial estate and turned the opposite way from home.  I was confused.

He pulled up into the car park of the pet shop, turned the engine off and said, let’s get you a guinea pig. 

I smiled and hugged him.  We went in and soon we were holding a big new cage, bedding, food and all guinea pig stuff.  Then it was time to pick out my guinea pigs.

I walked over passed the rabbits, chinchillas, and hamsters to the guinea pigs. 

I then saw a sweet little one with a white face with black and tan markings.  He was perfect.  Then another dashed out.  He had major attitude.  I knew I found my 2 pets. 

So we paid for everything and crammed everything into my little convertible, thank heavens it was warm yesterday!!  The cage was massive so there we were driving home with this huge cage sticking out of the back of the car.  I had the little guinea pigs on my lap in a cardboard box.  I was talking to them softly. 

We got in and set the cage up and put them into their cage and watched them.

I felt so happy.  2 little bundles of fluff.  I will be responsible for them.  Kind of like having a child.

Now, Ragers and Ragettes, I am not the most maternal person.  I was chatting to Suzanne this morning about this.  A friend of hers has had a baby and she sent a photo of the baby to me.  I couldn’t make much out from the photo, but from what I could see it looked so tiny, so innocent. 

This world is a scary place.  I am terrified of bringing a baby into the world.  And with my history of depression, I don’t want to pass that to a child.

Suzanne has children and she is a great mum.  She is patient, caring, selfless, and maternal.  I am none of those things.  Plus I love shoes.  And if you have a baby, that’s less money available to buy shoes and spontaneous weekends away.  I just want to be with Simon and enjoy my time with him.  I don’t even want to think of having babies yet. 

So for the time being I will enjoy taking care of my 2 beautiful little balls of fluff and enjoy nurturing, loving and caring for them.  You never know, one day I might have a Baby Rage!

So until next time Ragers and Ragettes, take care of yourselves and have a fab weekend!

Lots of Love

The Fabulous Betty Rage xxxxxxxx

Fashion Show Anxieties

Hi Ragers and Ragettes!  It’s a lovely sunny Thursday today.  And a lot to consider about my choice of outfit for the fashion show.

Yesterday I rocked my vintage jumpsuit with a white cardigan and my brown platform sandals with vintage earrings and a vintage ring.  I love that look because it’s soft and sweet.  It has a great vibe about it and I would team it with my big brown sunnnies and I would need to purchase a white or a pink headscarf, I think.

Pros for this outfit:  I love it.  It’s comfortable, flattering, and I always get complimented on it!

Cons for the outfit:  With the weather the way it is, it might get too cold for this.

Marks out of 10:  8/10

Today’s outfit:  Bootcut jeans, white diamante skull printed vest, my velour jacket, cowboy boots, long statement necklace and my mandatory red lippy.

Pros for this outfit:  This outfit is kind of my signature outfit.  It’s comfortable, it’s casual, simple yet chic.  Simon loves this outfit.  I can replace my cowboy boots with my new black boots that I received yesterday.

Cons for this outfit:  Is it dressy enough for the fashion show?  Should I be rocking something a bit more formal?

Marks out of 10:  8/10

And another thing to think about!!!  I have just found out that Elena (she writes a blog called The Words of a Goddess...if you haven’t read it, please do!!  She is so amazing and inspirational!!) is going to the same fashion show!  So my outfit has to be perfect!!!!  Suzanne will get it right, she always does.

This is a massive event.  Celebrities might be going and then there is Elena!!!!  Elena is someone I have so much respect for.  I read her blog religiously and I am terrified if I bump into her, I will do something stupid.  Like spill a drink down her top.  Or say something stupid.  Or fall over.  I am suffering from major anxiety here!!

My Mama used to be a model so I will ask her what fashion show etiquette is.

I mean, this is a massive opportunity to network and meet a lot of influential people!!  I don’t know what to do or to say. 

All I know is that I am so happy that Suzanne is going to this too.  She is always comforting and helpful.  She always knows what to do or say.  I struggle with that.

But anyway, some good news!  I am getting my pet guinea pigs finally!!!  Yipppeeeeeee!!  Simon even is excited!!  So I will get to care for 2 little bundles of fluff. 

Not much else really going on.  Just getting ideas for outfits for this fashion show.

So until next time, Ragers and Ragettes, please stay fabulous!!

Lots of Love

The Fabulous Betty Rage xxxxxxx

On Excitement for my First Fashion Show!!!!

Hey Ragers and Ragettes!  It’s a sunny day here in St Helens.  It started out chilly but it looks like it is going to be a glorious day!!!!  I will get to my outfit choice today in a minute.

Well, I am bursting with excitement!!!!  Suzanne and I are attending a fashion show in 13 days time!!!  I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo excited!  I have always wanted to go to this particular fashion show for ages!!!  It’s the North West fashion show at the Palm House in Sefton Park in glorious Liverpool and your truly snagged 2 VIP tickets!!   Life.  Is.  Good.

So now comes the hard part.  What am I going to wear?  Suzanne has picked her outfit and it sounds fab.  She always gets it right!!!  She will be rocking a skirt, boots, her black leather jacket but she doesn’t know what top to wear.  She will find something amazing.  She always does!!!

For my outfit?  I don’t know!!  I don’t want to look too dressed up, but as Suzanne and I will be VIP’s (insert girlie squeal here) for this event, I want to look classy.  So I am toying with a few different outfits.  So this week I have decided to hold my own mini fashion parade.

Today’s choice is a special dress.  I have only worn it once and when I did, it was super tight.  It now fits nicely (with the help of sucking in knickers!!).  It’s a black dress with a low cut square neckline that is cream, tan, gold, coral and brown with pockets.  I have teamed it today with a black cardigan, my black peep toes and gold accessories.  Oh, and my mandatory red lips.

Pros of this dress:  it fits!  It has an on trend tribal pattern with autumnal colours.  It’s quirky, unusual, one of a kind dress.  I can team this on the day with either boots, or tights with black shoes.

Cons of this dress:  It’s short.  I am showing both legs and tits.   The cardinal rule is to show either legs or tits.  Never both.  So I am going to give this a mark of 6 out of 10.

So each day this week I will pick a few outfits and try them out and see how they go and rate them for you all. 

It is exciting to go to the fashion show but the best bit for me is that I get to go with my best friend.  I can’t think of anything better than to go and spend the day with my bezzie and get to immersed in all things fashion.  And to have VIP tickets!!  It’s going to be an extra special day, that’s for sure.

So I will need to read up on fashion show etiquette.  What to do, say, practice my cheek kissing technique, and my strut.  These are important things, people!!!

Anywho, it’s a short one I know and this probably sounds like a hyper active 6 year old wrote it but I am soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo excited!!!!

Until next time, take care Ragers and Ragettes!!  Stay fabulous!!

Lots of love

The Fabulous Betty Rage xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx