smashing times

So here we are on the second bank holiday of May.   I've had some fun this month, even though I'm limiting my obsession.

I am a crispoholic.  I often used to eat five packets in a sitting, and the only way I can kick this habit is to stop buying family packs of them and eating them nearly all myself.  Just because I'm a plus sized model doesn't mean I have to eat all the crisps.   I have started trying to eat nuts and grapes instead.  They're great energy boosters and have helped me to keep in trim.  I can't wait to get back down to swimming again as well, but I hate the cold pool, so have to wait for a warm day.   Nothing I do is out of reach of any working mum, and I hope I'm normal.  I stress this because my work/life balance is really everything.  I don't believe we're supposed to 'juggle' all our demands like some kind of trick artist.  We should love everything we do, and do everything we love.

The crisps obsession was a bad habit that I needed to break, and I thought I'd managed it completely until I had a call to be in the group to break the Guinness world record for smashing piñatas.  This was all wonderful until I discovered it was being sponsored by a well-known crisp manufacturer to launch their latest nacho flavour.  How would I cope being surrounded by the logo and product?  I wasn't sure.  We were asked to wear all white but the weather was just so-so and it was outdoors at Potter's Fields, so I didn't think this would even come off.  On arrival we were all issued with rainproof logo'd ponchos, safety goggles and a stick to attack our piñata.  I was hoping I wouldn't be showered with crispy temptations.  We had to wait for the 'celebrity' to turn up so there was quite a bit of hanging around which always bugs me.  I am super punctual, and hate having to wait for the big name who invariably turns up late and stays for five minutes.  

Just as I was losing patience, the celebrity arrived and we were given the signal to hit the piñata, I must say it took one blow for me to smash it to smithereens.  Luckily it was only full of glittery paper.  I took my stick to another one which seemed to be spare, smashing that one as well.   Great therapy, and I'd recommend it to anyone who's been hanging around.   We smashed the record, too.  I managed to get a shot of some of the crowd.



We all got given tubes of the product and I am proud to say I gave mine away... I didn't eat one.  

There are lots of us signed to model agencies who don't model every day, I do sampling in shops for promos which takes up slack times.  A photoshoot can be short and you can fit more than one in on a day.  But that's only part of what makes a living.  It doesn't take long to pass your Food Hygiene certificates and then you're able to prepare and serve the new lines.  I love the interaction with most people but not the general rudeness of some of the public, but you just have to smile and keep offering them what you've made.  It was rather odd when a man sampling the food told me he was 'forbidden' to eat meat and then asked for some cooked ribs.   I must have reached my targets as they've invited me back.

To round off the week, I had my beauty treatments, hair and nails.  Another friend is starting a beauty business, and offered me a bikini wax.  For some reason, I thought I'd keep my phone on me whilst being waxed.  It rang.  I answered and there was a work conversation going on while my friend dithered with the wax before realising it was just too 'set', so carried on ripping just at an important moment in the conversation.   I cannot justify the yelp I let out and I wasn't able to explain it to the agency either.  You'll have to imagine the scene.  There are no photos of that moment, although it's etched in my mind.  Don't worry I won't be adding THAT image to this blog.   



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