Holiday jolliday

Well, I've not posted for a while cause I've been away on my holidays.
It was knowing I was going away that prompted my last post.

Well I've got serious post holiday blues, not to mention the huge laundry mountain which does not inspire me one little bit.
We went to Spain for a psychobilly music festival, we've been going for three years now and meet up with friends that we've met there in previous years from all over the world, so it's often the only time we see them in the flesh as we tend to keep in contact online.
The odd thing about this festival is the majority of attendees are like me, a 40+ year old teenager who refuses to grow old, yes we might now all need another week off to recover but damn we know how to party.

But now the partys over

and I have to decide on a 'career path' what the hell is that? I've never mapped out my future, there's far too much stuff that can happen (and frequently does) which means your often left with feelings if dissapointment and worthlessness when things don't go to plan.
I don't know what I want to do, knowing and not deviating from a mapped out life makes for a bit of a dull time, why not take the scenic route and meander for a bit? Some of the best things that have happened to me have come out if times of crisis when I've not quite known what to do and my plans have all gone wrong.

I'm currently debating a massive move, perhaps involving working abroard for a year. It's going to be a leap of faith and I don't really want to leave lush but it's an opportunity that's come out of the leftfield and is intriguing me.
It seems that that's how I'm going to live my life, from one crash to the next, but it makes things exciting. It seems that you just need to think positivly and make every challenge into an opportunity.

A lush life!

I work for lush and actually it's a job that I love it's all about meeting people and I live the feeling when I get feedback from customers telling me that the skincare/haircare that I reccomended to them has transformed their life, it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.
We have had some new things in lately, the most innovative (in my opinion) are the toothy tabs. These tiny boxes have become a travel staple for me, they don't leak and can travel in my hand luggage on a plane without me trying to figure out a way to stuff extra pastey type things in my little plastic bag, hey I need all the room in that bag for mascara and foundation!
I'm loving all the solid things at lush for that reason, it's saving me money when I travel as I don't have to pay a million pounds to put a bag in the hold cause I can't get all my liquids in the silly little plastic bag.
I've got (for my holiday)solid cleansing bar, solid shampoo, the toothy tabs (in ultrablast), solid fragrance, solid conditioner and a massage bar to use instead of body lotion.
I'm not just saying all of this cause I work there I really believe in these products, they don't leak either!

So I'm going to do a bit of a giveaway, when I get to ten followers (seeing as I currently have none!) I'll randomly chose someone and send them a shampoo bar and some toothy tabs and spread the lush love!

Decisions decisions

I'm at a bit of a crossroads in life, I've just finished (and passed) my degree and have come to the conclusion that I don't actually want to work in the field that I studied, so it's been a time of reflection (hey thanks mrs psychiatrist!) and contemplation. I'd love to go back to hairdressing at a more director/manager level but no one will give a job to a hairdresser that can only move one arm properly, a job for one armed bandits it is not!
I'm a creative person and I think unless I can make use of that creativity then I'll be unhappy in my work and lifes far to short to do that so I'm not chasing the money anymore, I'm going to please me for a change and with that in mind I've made the decision to do a fashion masters degree starting next September. In an ideal situation I'll be accepted to do the menswear pathway at central st martins, yes the same central st martins that Alexander McQueen studied at, the final part of their fashion masters is a runway show at London fashion week. To show on that runway would make my life, so this years all about saving and learning more about patterncutting and tailoring for menswear I'm going to need about three key pieces with drawings, toiles and patterns for each to take with me to interview (supposing I get that far) it's going to be hard hard work but it's what I want to do.
I know it's the most volatile industry to be involved in jobswise and I should take the safe route but I'm not going to get another shot at something like this at my age so it's full steam ahead on project fashion masters 2012.

Shedding a little part of your soul

Today I began sorting out the junk that represents my life for the past three and a half years, all the stuff accumulated since I moved in with J. Some of it I brought with me when I moved in after my divorce (some has never been unpacked even hmmm think I neff that in my life - not!) but the majority has been accumulating since.
Post divorce I went through a series of reinventions to rediscover myself this is reflected in the junk that I have, there's enough clothes for at least four people from differing style genres, punk, goth, billy, alternative, street - you name it, it's all there.
It's my weight loss that's prompted this sorting out and it's harder than I think, I have so many memories attatched to clothes, I wore this when we ....... etc.
I've got to be ruthless but it's so hard, it feels like I'm getting rid of part of my past, which in a strange way I know I am, still it needs to be done and it doesn't get any easier with age, in fact I think it just gets harder as there are more memories to let go.

It's all coming to an eBay account near you sometime soon!

Ginger x

Wecome to my blog

I don't feel any different to how I felt when I was a teenager so why are companies constantly trying to remind me of my middle aged status? Yes, I know I'm wrinkly so moisturisers a must (though not any more of a must than it was when I was 17) but why am I constantly being told that I must hang up my biknins, miniskirts and daisy dukes now that I'm of a certain age??
They say that life begins at forty so I must therefore be but a spring chicken!
That's why I've created this blog, it's like Adrian moles secret diary (under forties ask your parents) somewhere to write about my teenage/middleaged angst and more importantly to show that you don't have to be boring to be a 'responsible grown up' (hell, I'm a grandmother!)
so welcome to my blog, feel free to comment and enjoy the ramblings of this middleaged teen.

Ginger x

A forty something teenager