Yep. That’s right, I’m back in Chelsea baby!
One year on and I’m interning for Annoushka again and I couldn’t be happier. I officially started my new role as merchandising intern on Tuesday and have literally seen the days zoom by ever since. Time flies when you’re having fun and all that.
It’s been a busy week getting back into the swing of things and learning new aspects of the role I hadn’t fully got to grips with previously. Though as the week has come to an end I’m feeling pretty positive and more confident in things and am actually looking forward to going in next week.
Oh how I’ve missed witnessing the way ”the others” live, aka the Chelsea locals. I forgot just how prim and proper, classy and chic everyone looks. You walk along Kings Road and you’re bound to spot the classic big designer sunnies and sickeningly beautiful bags, and the odd teeny tiny dog- handbag sized of course! I’m pretty sure no-one eats though, or they all have personal trainers. Being surrounded by that daily really gives you something to aim for. Where’s my personal trainer at?
Though me being me I’ve slipped back into my clumsy ways. My first day I was sardined on my commute into London from St. Albans (since when was St.A that busy at 730am?!), so much so I had no space to reach something to hold on to. But of course I have supreme balancing skills so come any bumps I’ll be sure to remain composed…WRONG! Instead I pretty much face-planted the guys chest in front of me then tried to pretend it didn’t happen. Note to self: opt for a space on the train where you can hold onto the pole.
Lunchtime came around and I thought it’d be great to head on up to Starbucks, grab a chai tea latte and chill out. Off I sauntered up the Kings Road to find it had been shut down. Cue the awkward switcharoo walk back in the direction I came from, with bewildered faces looking on…
That night I met up with Prue and Ema for a few civilized drinks up the Heron Tower. My god was it high up, definitely suffered from minor vertigo going up in the lift. What a view and atmosphere though, would definitely recommend! Hello fitty mcvities walking around Liverpool St Station too, who knew so many existed…they’re all hiding there.
The following day saw me basking in the sunlight taking in the wonders of Sloane Street on the local 137 bus listening to the latest tuuuunes when we came to my stop. The task of actually getting up and out of a seat isn’t exactly mind boggling however for me it seems it is. Only I could get my flaming barbie pink earphone wire wrapped around the arm rest tragically dragging one back when trying to stroll off. Cue the epic tug backwards and the awkward shuffle and untangling of the wires. Wires will now remain firmly out of harms way.
End of week 1
- 2 broken nails
- a pair of 10 tonne bowling ball weighted feet
- 2 blisters
- at least 2lbs heavier (hey it’s hard not to indulge in food in the office okay)
- numerous cases of an inflamed red face
Oh and I witnessed this in Knightsbridge…
Yes it is a velvet Ferrari.
Hoorah for Fridays, or more specifically fizzy Fridays aka ”cracking the champagne out at work day”.
Forgive me for I have been a little quiet on the blogging front recently. This has been due to a whirlwind of events taking place in the last few months, seeing me go from a temp, to my first real grown up job as a digital marketing executive at Fasttrack, to most recently an intern back at Annoushka. Confusing ey? Allow me to fill you in…
At the end of January, I was so thankful to be offered a digital marketing position within the Fasttrack team, who I can say are honestly one of the nicest, most bubbly and hard-working teams I’ve ever had the pleasure of working with. However, as lovely as the team were, the job itself just wasn’t sitting right with me. And boy did I have no idea what really went into digital marketing, how complex and challenging it can sometimes be. Major credit and respect to them for what they do.
After working there for a few months and genuinely trying my hardest to succeed there, I just wasn’t feeling like myself. After a lot of deliberating I decided it was best for me to leave. It turned out to be more analytical than I initially thought and to be honest I was feeling like such a blonde bimbo the majority of the time which is enough to knock the wind out of anyone’s sails. I was missing that fashion orientated spark I once had and it was time to find it yet again. Having studied a fashion journalism course for 3 years I guess that makes sense now. A bit slow on the up take Alix!
So that is where I thought I’d see if Annoushka had anything going. I loved interning there the previous year but found the commute from Oxford was becoming too much. However moving back to Hertfordshire has shortened my commute and I have a new found appreciation for the brand. Besides what’s not to love about the jewellery? It’s out of this world. I now work there as a merchandising intern, an area I was already familiar with so felt comfortable getting back into the swing of things. It’s been four days now and although my feet feel like 10 tonne bowling balls from walking about so much, I’m already loving it. My days go so quickly and I’ve yet again become a pro on public transport.
Though having said this, my clumsy not so chic self has already fallen back into her “I’m clearly not from Chelsea” disgraces, darling!
As this post is getting on a bit now, I’ll fill you in on my first week in my next blog…
In the meantime, I’d like to thank Fasttrack for having faith in me and for taking a chance on me. I really did learn a lot in such a short space of time, it’s just a shame my mind isn’t that way tuned. Keep an eye out for their re-brand to Vision Five Media and read all about the inspiration behind their new logo and name here.
As for Annoushka, I’m looking forward to what these next few months have in store. I’ve no doubt it’ll be pretty exciting!
The perfect nail wraps to represent my Monday mood…dippy and dotty.
Thank you Sainsbury’s for these bargain beauties!
Oh my freaking god! I’m head over heels, stupidly crazy in love with the Julien MacDonald Autumn/Winter 2014 collection. His designs are absolutely incredible!! With an unhealthy obsession with dresses and all things sparkly anyway, seeing this has sent my addiction spiralling into another dimension.
I’ve never really been a massive fan of MacDonald, not because of his designs but for his sense of character. There’s just something about him that I don’t think is particularly warming or inviting. Seeing him on Britain and Ireland’s Next Top Model just totally threw me off, however, I’ve got to give the man credit, he knows how to fit the female form beautifully. Oh to own one of these out of this world dresses one day…
I can’t believe it. The day has finally come where I’m no longer an intern, well actually that day was yesterday but I had so much adrenaline pumping through me I just didn’t know what to do with it all. The excitement and shock of actually having a job with a proper grown up title, had me pivoting around the house Swan Lake style! As of next Tuesday, I’ll officially be a part-time Digital Marketing Executive for </fasttrack>, a creative agency based not too far from home. Oh, and that’s another thing, I’m moving back to Hertfordshire again! I really have become the real life suitcase kid (minus the ‘kid’ part…).
I’ve never been so excited in my life to start working with such a bubbly and creative team! And having the other two days off gives me the perfect opportunity to freelance! Exciting things in the pipeline, what a great start to 2014!
Clichéd as it may sound, this would never have happened if it wasn’t for a very helpful friend of mine, Sam! If it wasn’t for her, I’d have never known about the position. So, a ridiculously gargantuan thank you to Sam for putting the feelers out for me and prompting me to get my CV in pronto!
My ass is now fully in work mode, hoorah! Now to find the perfect work wardrobe…
Happy 2014 to you all!!
7 days in and I’m feeling excited. I don’t know what it is but there’s just something about a brand new year that brings optimism and a sense of motivation and determination. You get to put everything from the last year behind you and start completely afresh. It seems pretty strange that another year can have that effect on people, it is just another day after all. I guess if it was just another day in 2013, everything prior to that day still lingers on your mind and doesn’t seem as easy to erase, yet the new year brings a sense of hope and everything before this is rapidly washed away.
Usually I’m hating on January, the cursed month of the blues, the cripplingly low bank accounts and the dreaded Blue Monday, however this January feels different. I’ve no idea what has come over me but I feel like I can bounce along all over the place, nothing putting me down or getting in my way. Step aside people, a new Alix is coming through. Holla.
I’m not one for resolutions, I’m absolutely atrocious at making realistic ones and even worse at sticking to them. I’m just going to bop along with the belief that everyday is good and has something incredible in store for me.
I’m my own worst enemy, letting my fears get the best of me and psyching myself out of every possible situation. 2014 is the year I get out of my own way. Fears are there to push you back and make you afraid of the things you want the most, it’s a lack of self-esteem and self-worth that make you cave in to these fears and let them consume you. In reality, fear is just a false representation, it’s not even real so why should I let it bother me. It’s just one of the mantras I’m going to keep telling myself each day.
So technically we’re already into the first 7 pages of that book but you catch my drift. Each day should be about making yourself happy, going after what you want, seeking out what makes you well, you. A wise friend of mine told me this year she was setting herself exciting tasks/events she can look forward to each month and spoil herself with. She does after-all deserve it more than anyone else I know. Taking the time to appreciate yourself should be a big deal and a priority but often we’re too consumed in others to realise this for ourselves. Make sure this year is about YOU. You don’t want to be looking back on 2014 having regrets now do you?
Forgive me for sounding clichéd but make 2014 an unforgettable one: Dream Big. Love Big. Live Big.
Happy New Year’s Eve!
Tonight is the night to wear a knock-out outfit, something that stands out from the crowd and is a little different. You want to push boundaries but not be too OTT. I for one am notorious for buying black dresses for all occasions, I just can’t help it, black will always be the most flattering colour and chicest of all in my opinion. However this New Years I wanted to try something majorly out of my comfort zone: a jumpsuit!
I used to think jumpsuits were seriously old school but this year I’ve had a change of heart. They’ve come flying back into fashion in an array of different styles and fabrics, some more flattering than others mind you. It was when I came across The Dolls House Fashion designs that I fell completely head over heels in love and just knew a jumpsuit would be the way to go.
I cannot get enough of the lace and the beautiful embellishment used in the designs. They’re real show stoppers! As much as I’d kill to own one myself, I hunted for a similar design on a budget. That is where I came across this little beauty from MissGuided for £44.99!
Don’t get me wrong I had some serious fears over purchasing one. The last thing I want is a giant camel toe and a major butt munch, just a few of the terrible fashion faux pas that could come along with a jumpsuit. And the handful of celebrities and those alike that have already unfortunately stumbled across some of these. I however did not want to make this mistake.
I will admit it’s definitely a strange feeling wearing one, I feel very sucked in and body sculpted which technically could be good…but in hindsight after a few glasses of bubbly I could get the dreaded bloat and be a walking faux pas myself. One can only hope not.
Here’s to severely sucking in all night and praying that my unfortunate bubble butt doesn’t split a seam!
Christmas is officially over. I can’t believe how quickly it has flown past but it was definitely one to remember. I absolutely adored having everyone I love around me and being able to introduce my mum to the usual Christmas Eve traditions of making Bailey’s truffles and home-made mince pies…They went down a real treat! In the words of Ross Geller ”I’m still carrying a little holiday weight”, and no doubt will be for the next month or so. Let’s call it winter chub #festiveflab
Thanks to films like The Holiday and Love Actually it has become that one time of the year you expect miracles, great gestures of romance and all that jazz, yet that never quite pans out. Expectations are always high and you grip onto that little bit of hope that it might just be your year to experience that miracle, the one thing that seems impossible yet because it’s Christmas it may just come true. This still hasn’t quite worked out for me. Not that I have anyone in mind at all but it does give you that sickeningly fluffy feeling in your tummy that maybe one day it could happen. I’m still waiting for that someone to stand on my doorstep holding those irresistibly cute signs declaring “Just because it’s Christmas – And at Christmas you tell the truth – To me, you are perfect.” God, what a line.
As much as I am a real sucker for films like that, I think if I was ever presented with a gesture like that I wouldn’t quite know what to do with it. You want one thing, you get it and you don’t quite know if you want it. Hmm, no wonder men are completely lost when it comes to women. It’s bad enough trying to figure our own minds out let alone men being able to understand a small proportion of it. Anyway, I’m much more of a Bridget Jones girl anyway- rolling about the spinster for life, writing down the million and one ridiculous thoughts she has on a daily basis in her diary, or as the case may seem this blog.
And true to my jibber jabbering ways, it appears I’ve gone off on a tangent. No shock there. What I’m trying to say is that although these films may sometimes contain scenes that seem a little too good to be true, they always highlight what Christmas is meant to be about: Love. Be that love of friends or family, going out on a limb for a total stranger or taking time aside to appreciate the people and things you might have let slip your mind, Christmas is that time to make it all right and to embrace one another with big open festive sweater arms!
Hope you all had a good one!