On An Eventful and Very Crazy Weekend

Hey Ragers and Ragettes!!  It’s a cool day here in St Helens and I think that the old autumn has decided to rear its ugly head.  So I have dressed accordingly:  Not so Skinny jeans, white vest, black blazer, black 5 inch stiletto heeled ankle boots…no red lippy…no, I Betty Rage have tried a different colour.

You see, this past weekend was crazy!!!  The original plan was to go to Manchester on Saturday to see my card reader and I had 6 empty Mac Cosmetic containers to take back and get a free lippy.  (Mac cosmetics have a scheme called Give Back to Mac where you take 6 empty Mac containers – finished blush, powder, and such – and they reward you with a new lippy.  Fab!)

Everything was going to plan then I woke up on Saturday morning.  I woke up to 2 messages.  The first one being from Simon’s Mum stating that she wanted me to go to Aldi on Sunday morning to get her some new face cream that was advertised on the This Morning Show.  Apparently this cream is made by the same people that make La Prairie.  So she said that she was going to leave me the brochure circling what she wanted.  That was cool, I didn’t have a problem with that.

The second message came completely out of left field.  My cousin Stanley* was in England and he wanted to see if I was free for a beer and a catch up that night!!!!

So that put a massive spanner in the works.  The flat was a mess.  I had loads of laundry to do so I got up and started on the laundry.

I put the darks in and started cleaning.  Once the dark load was finished, I took it out and started to hang the clothes out to drive.  I took Simon’s jeans and they felt very heavy.  I put my hand in his jean pocket and…well…I found that I Betty Rage Domestic Goddess had put not only Simon’s jeans in the washing machine but his wallet also!!!  Simon has a habit of carrying around huge wads of cash so I thought “Fuck, Simon’s money!!”.  I quickly opened his wallet and strangely enough, the bills were in tact!!  I breathed a sigh of relief and put the bills on the window sill to dry.  I then creeped over and woke Simon up.  I then told him what happened and showed him that everything was fine  He looked at me and just shook his head.  I chimed in and said, what did you expect?  I’m half Italian, we have a tendency to do a bit of money laundering!!!  He smiled and kissed me.  And everything was fine with the world.

I rushed out and got my nails done (a lovely matte pink colour..I have been going through a matte make up phase.  I think matte nails in the autumn are quite chic.

I then sped off to get the train to Manchester.  The train was 15 minutes late so I sprinted to my card reader and got there on time. 

 I had a fabulous and great reading.  Loads of positivity and opportunity.  I need to take a step back and remember my blessings and the most important thing…let go of all bad people and situations.  Leaving those bad feelings and situations and people festering in your life is a bad thing and it can make you sick and drag you down.  So I left with a spring in my step and made my way to the Mac Counter.

Now I have a vast collection of red lippies as it is my signature.  I have decided to go for a different colour so the Mac consultant at Selfridges and I went through and settled on a matte neutral colour lippy with a matching lip pencil.  How do I feel about it?  Strange.  Very strange.  I am used to my armour of my red lippy but I am getting used to it.  I have been wearing it since 8:00am and it’s 4:30 now and it has stayed intact.  I am kind of liking it.  I want to start doing more with my eye make up and I feel that you should never do a bold eye with a bold lip colour.  So if I opt for a smoky eye, this colour is a perfect compliment.  The colour is Mehr by Mac and the lip pencil is Soar.

I then got on the train and got back to the train station and then floored it back to the flat where I started to tidy up as much as possible.  By the end of it I was tired and we decided to be naughty and we got a takeaway.    We were both cranky and tired.  Plus we were waiting for Stanley who was going to drop by at 8pm. 

Stanley arrived and I must admit, it was fab seeing him again.  The last time I saw him was 9 years ago in Ireland for my grandparents wedding anniversary.   He had aged but we chatted constantly. 

We opted to go out for a few beers and Simon tagged along.  It was a pleasant evening.  I thought that would be awkward I don’t get along with that side of the family and I am a bit of a black sheep so to speak but Stanley said, Black Sheep?  Betty you are a success.  I told him to report back to my uncle (my uncle is also my Godfather) that I am boring.  Stanley had admitted that he thinks I am a wild and crazy one but as I said to Stanley to be successful you need to be a bit unhinged.  He agreed.

Stanley stayed the night in the spare room.  He was gone by the morning as he had an early flight.

On Sunday, I woke up early and went to the gym.  I had a killer leg workout.  I finished my workout and made my way to Aldi for Simon’s Mum. 

I got there for 9:30 (the shop opened at 10am) and I was listnengn to music just chilling.  I then noticed the time and an old woman standing by the door.  So I got out of my car and joined her.  She was at least 75 and had a walking stick. As the minutes passed, more women were lining up.  They were all chatting excitedly about this face cream.  I had to stop myself from laughing because it was like we were going to see the holy grail.

When the store opened at 10am, the poor shop assistant genuinely looked scared at the big throng of women standing before him that wanted this face cream.  Luckily I was right at the front.  The shop assistant opened the door kind of reluctantly and we all pushed in dashing towards the place where the cream was.  I was one of the first people to get there.  I took Simon’s mum’s list out and picked the 3 products she wanted.  As I was picking the last product up, I felt the crowd push into me.  I tried to turn myself around to go to the till to pay but I was block in by a mob of women.  I then felt a sharp whack on my thigh.

The lovely 75 year old woman whacked me with her cane and she said move it!!!  I was trying to leave but I was blocked in.

Luckily, a staff member saw me and she yelled “everyone form an orderly queue please!”  I managed to free myself and run to the till.

I heard rustling and struggling as the women tried to get to the face creams.  I got to the till and I remarked damn!!!!  It’s like feding time at the zoo!

The woman behind the till said today is going to be shit.  WE only have 2 cases of this cream and when it runs out we will get the blame!  I paid and walked out with my thigh still throbbing from the smack I got from that kind old lady that I had been talking with not 5 minutes earlier.

It’s crazy what fashion and beauty can do!  I mean it reduced a bunch of nice old ladies into a pack of vultures circling a dead zebra.

Anywho, it was a crazy silly weekend and I am already looking forward to the next weekend and I have a tattoo scheduled for November so lots to look forward to!

So I leave you now Ragers and Ragettes.  Until next time keep your head and standards high and your heels even higher!

Lots of love

The Fabulous Betty Rage xxxxxxxx