Why I couldn't be a princess

There was big hype yesterday around the new princess, my Facebook feed was full of pictures of the little bundle. She is, of course undoubtedly very cute.

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With regards to Kate's much talked about appearance, my opinion is, she's not human for looking so naturally amazing 10hrs after giving birth!! I was a walking disaster for 2 weeks afterwards. I was defiantly not fit for society or public viewing! To any mums-to-be out there please don't expect to look 'Kate fresh' afterwards it's unrealistic and unachievable. So embrace the disaster it's our right of passage as women.  

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Here's my reasons for why I could never be a princess: 

1) I swear, allot! Even without meaning to, which would be just great for live television! 

2) My favourite thing to do is to have a jolly good ole moan and rant. Think this would probably be frowned upon, because ya know, the less fortunate an all. 

3) I love shopping in Primark, I love a bargain! I don't think the Royals shop in Primarni or care for bargains or £2.50 bra's!!! 

4) I'm not a fan of public appearances, big social events or all-eyes-on me situations. No not for me at all. Maybe I could be the first recluse princess?! 

5) I share everything on facebook! A princess is required to be private and reserved. 

6) I drink pints of cider, simply because halfs are double waiting time at the bar! I've never understood the problem with females and pints anyway?! I couldn't see a princess with a pint in hand though. 

7) some days I'm miserable, just because. You know the days when you hate on life and everyone for no reason. I couldn't fake a smile and be all pleasant on these days! Especially if I didn't like the person, I'm very transparent and a little rebellious, now that just wouldn't do for a princess! 

8) Some days I don't have the energy / can't be arsed to, wash my hair so it goes up into a bun or put make-up on or wear clothes (I wear PJ's don't worry I'm not a nudist -now that would be frowned upon) and some times I even do the school run like this *Shock horror* can you imagine the head lines! 

9) I'm not at all photogenic and no amount of Photoshop could fix this. 

10) For me there's nothing like a naughty McDs, I don't think the princess will ever visit McDs, let along eat a double cheese burger? This actually makes me feel quite sad for her. 

The royals are very privileged and I'm sure there are lots of perks. But being a princess just isn't for me. 

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#AskZoelle

Browsing twitter generally minding my own business, well other peoples actually and I noticed this hash-tag is trending #AskZoelle

It got me thinking about Zoelle, now before I start ranting I would just like to clarify I'm not a hater, in fact I watch most of her videos and I love what she does. But, (there's always a but, isn't there) is she really the best role model for our kids to aspire to? Generally her blogs are about her perfect hair, perfect make-up, perfect boyfriend, perfect clothes, perfect house, perfect life and so on. Its all a bit too perfect and fake for my liking. Where's the bad and the ugly and the everyday shit that we all have to endure.

In reality its unrealistic and totally unachievable.
So what is the point in Zoelle and why do we love to watch? This includes me. 

Well I can only talk for myself, but after every vlog I have to purchase the item she is promoting. For example, after her recent 'What's in your bag' vlog I had to have the Ted Baker shoulder bag. When I hunted it down it was £219 I cried and sulked for days.

Some of the things I have Zoelle to thank for:
- Collection 2000 concealer
- 'Zoelle' make up bag
- Ombre hair
- The hit it game
- H&M Basic t's.
- My desire for Naked pallets and Zoeva brushes
  (shame about my undesirable bank balance)


So my #AskZoelle would go something like this

Don't get me wrong she's a pretty incredible 24 year old women with an incredible life (and over 7 Million subscribers), I just wish sometimes she would be a bit more real, that is all. But I still love you.

 
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Salvation Army's Domestic Violence Campaign

 

This is a subject close to my heart, I wanted to share this important campaign on my blog with you all. Such a powerful message.

 

Why the 6 nation’s rugby isn’t one of my priorities....

Its the big day, The start of the almighty 6 nations.
Its all kicking off tonight with the big match, when the English go head to head against the Welsh!

Ok.....
My first confession, I've never been a huge rugby fan (unlike some of my Facebook followers, who have been counting down the sleeps). However, I've always kind of looked forward to the start of the 6 nations, mainly because I live in Wales, and the Welsh don't do anything by halves! Its a big occasion in the Welsh calendar and the excitement is contagious. The pubs are a live during the 6 nations with very excited and loud (and usually larger holding) Welsh people (and some who aren't actually Welsh but keep quite, well unless the English win of course)

Second confession, I'm not actually Welsh. I was moved here by my very English parents when I was 3. So I wasn't born in Wales and my parents aren't Welsh either. (I'm just clarifying this point for argument sake as some people claim to be Welsh in any small significant way they can) I am not, and this doesn't make any difference to me.

Third confession, I don't actually care who wins, it makes absolutely no difference to my life either way! It doesn't make me less English or less happy to live in Wales, I don't celebrate harder if 'my team' wins or drink more or shout louder at the television if 'my team' loses (I don't have a 'team'!) I tend to just enjoy all the hype and the atmosphere of the game. 

Fourth confession, now I have two children and less then 5 hours sleep a night (on a good night), I have no aspirations to go anywhere near a pub or to drink pints or to listen to the whaling of the national anthem (sang badly and out of tune). This isn't a good night out for me anymore, just the thought of a hangover makes me want to shudder and is enough to put me off drinking for the time being as my 1 year old would be less then sympathetic.  

So......
Tonight I'll be at home, in my onezie with a glass of wine, not cheering anyone and not really understanding the rules or what's going on (probably fast asleep by half time).

I hope both teams do well and I hope everyone enjoys the big hype of the match and of course the blinding hangovers tomorrow.....!!