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Lifesavers and petrol just for a sweatshirt
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Sooooo, yesterday I was out and about with the gorgeous girlie friends. We were driving all over Peterborough trying to find an Argos that stocked some F1 steering wheel for my boyfriend’s birthday, don’t ask! Anyway we stopped somewhere for lunch where my friend said that she thought her car was making weird noses and was driving weird, we were too busy talking so we didn’t think much of it at the time.
After lunch we continued running our errands and went on to the next place, in pursuit of a beautiful vintage sweatshirt I have had my eye on for a while. When all of a sudden we realized the problem as to why the car was being ‘weird’, it was because WE HAD RAN OUT OF PETROL!
Yes that’s right, there we were on this huge Roundabout in the middle of rush hour traffic with no bloody petrol! Luckily enough, some lads pulled over, got out of their car in their sweatpants, hoodies and general casual clothing (still hung-over from the night before I am guessing) and helped us push the car over to the side of the road. They then further saved us by going and picking us up some petrol, LIFESAVERS!!!
So, all in all a non productive day was had, I did not get my beautiful sweatshirt, neither did my boyfriend get his beloved steering wheel……on the flip side of the coin, however, fun was definitely had and one things for certain; I do not think my friend will ever live this one down.
 Tags: sweatpants, hoodies, casual clothing, sweatshirt
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Student rants and we’re not that bad
Slamming Students already
No sooner has fresher’s week ended than the press are already slamming and bad mouthing the whole of the student species!
I mean, yes, I agree, urinating on war memorials is a disrespectful and downright disguising thing to do, but it was only 2 separate students who committed this crime of disrespect, not every student out there! And yes being sick in the street is not the best way to end a night out, but come on we have all been sick on a night out, then again so has my Nan when she’s had too much cherry!
I mean come on, about two months ago upon walking home from university I found myself in the middle of a street fight, there was punches being thrown, spitting, T-shirt ripping and biting…..but this was not students, this was fully grown, 50 something year old men, so don’t even try and blame all disorderly behaviour on students. Come on, lighten up its not all that bad, and believe it or not, we have all been there!
Whilst ime on my ‘sticking up for students’ rant, another occurrence which left me royally pissed off, was when I took a trip to my local co-op in my hoodie and sweatpants, you know casual clothing that students wear….well according to some stuck up women, I was dressed this way because I was ‘another disguising student who was probably badly hung-over ’ ….yeah because you only wear sweatpants and hoodies when your hung-over don’t you?
Rant over….if you would like to shed any further light on this, please feel free!
Tags: T-shirts, hoodies, sweatpants, casual clothing
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True Happiness & Hoodie Shnizzle
Ahh, that baffling question that has been on many a mind for decades…..what makes a woman truly happy, and less likely to bite your head off?
Well in answer to this question, apparently the key to a women’s happiness is not finding the Mr right, neither is it having the perfect job, but instead what really makes a woman happy is being the right size.
According to a 24-year study, ‘a woman’s weight has a greater effect on her happiness and spirits than her love life does or ever will’.
Well this certainly does ring true for myself, after all who wants to spend their days in sweatpants, hoodies and other casual non restrictive clothing just because they don’t suffocate your ever growing gut!
Surprisingly, in the same study, it was found that being obese leads to more misery and suffering than being single, whereas being thin provides more satisfaction than a relationship.
This, to me, is totally true, and don’t get me wrong I am no feminist, but what us women don’t understand is that we can infact have it all.
As my boyfriend (who can eat what the hell he likes) says to me when i moan ime feeling fat, ‘just shove on your T-shirt, sweatpants and trainers, stop moaning and go for a run, then you can eat what you want’….this advice, although i hate him for it, is definitely true.
So women, you don’t have to be happy with one or the other, you can have both, just lay off the cake (diet) and have more sex with your boyfriend (exercise)….bingo!
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Women in Oversized mens hoodies
Sex Lines!
So, me and my housemates were all sat having a cup of tea one day in our uni halls, a lovely quite cup of tea after a monster night out and an even bigger monster of a hangover. next thing we know, my friend Thomas announces ‘last night I rang one of those sex line thingies’ in his thick brum accent…..we all looked at each other in amazement which was of course followed by howls of laughter, this is coming from the boy that is too tight to buy you a drink and borrows everyone else’s cool T-shirts to go out in instead of buying his own, yet can spend £5 a minute talking to only god knows who in order to get his kicks!
He carried on ‘yeah she was well fit, blonde, long legs and wearing stockings, suspenders the lot, she sounded proper hot and she said I was well turning her on’.
At this point we had to make it clear to my friend that she probably isn’t hot, nor is she wearing sexy cloths and neither is she doing the sexual acts to herself that she claims she is’
Instead, we explained, she is probably 40 something housewife with 4 kids and the figure to show for it. She wears casual clothing, probably big hoodies and sweatpants, instead of stockings and suspenders, however we did agree that she most probably was blonde, PEROXIDE!
‘Na’ he replied with a confident swagger, ‘she was hot; I saw her picture in the back of the magazine’. It was at this point that we resided back into our seats, and instead of arguing this out for the foreseeable future with him, we let him believe what he wanted to……haha more fool him!
Tags: casual clothing, hoodies, sweatpants, cool T-shirts
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Winter hoodies and sweatshirts at the ready
That time of the year!
Well its that time of the year already, its time to hang up those gladiator sandals and pretty floral dresses, autumn is well and truly here, along with the long dark nights, 120 denier knit tights and the dreaded feeling that wants to make you eat more just because its cold outside.
This should hardly surprise most of us Brits, however, as come on lets face it, we’ve hardly had much off a summer have we? Its been a summer full of dull casual clothing, instead of vibrantly bright summer clothes Just how shit a summer we have had in the UK dawned on me the other day when I realized that my bottle of St Tropez, which was brought at the beginning of summer, is still basically full. This means that I have literally worn my lovely summer shorts/denim skirt, only a handful of times (as they are never to be worn without fake tan).
But before we move into full hibernation, let’s not forget the perks of those chilly autumn winds:
I for one love winter, I mean yes of course I moan at the rain, sleet and snow and demand that the heating be on full blast at all times regardless of how much its going to cost. But seriously in all honestly there’s nothing I love more than getting home from work and popping on those all so comfy sweatpants teamed with one of my many ohh so cool hoodies or sweatshirts, or even better , one of my boyfriends big, snug men’s hoodies. This gives me great pleasure…sad I know, but feeling snug as a bug is pure heaven during those cold winter months!
Tags: sweatshirts, hoodies, sweatpants, men’s hoodies, casual clothing
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Ladies clothing – Boobs in or out?
What really attracts men?
The question that has been on so many lips for so many decades may finally have been answered!
Whilst most of you would take a guess that the attributes men find attractive are gigantic breasts, pert bottoms or long lean legs, you may indeed be very much mistaken.
Recent research carried out in Australia has found that A woman’s attractiveness relates to the size of her waist compared with her hips, a waist-to-hip ratio of 0.7, which equals a waist measurement exactly 70 per cent of the hip circumference is what men find attractive, regardless of the size of your jugs. This, according to scientists is a subconscious effort by the male species, as ‘It is likely that perfect 0.7 ratio sends a biological signal to men that that woman is most fertile and most likely to produce a healthy offspring’.
And don’t think its just Australian men, Studies show that men in the UK, Cameroon, Germany and China, also agree with those polled in New Zealand, we are safe nowhere ladies!
These recent findings to me, a young lady of only 22 years, signals great distress, no longer will I go out dressed to the nines to impress, but instead I shall endeavour never to leave the house in less than my casual clothes. Baggy t-shirts, hoodies and sweatpants are the way forward ladies, anything to cover up hips and waists in fear that we are being sized up as a baby machine, or better still go for men’s hoodies, just to totally make sure every last curve of your body is covered up.
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Birthday clothing – Hoodies
Birthday princess!
So, it was my birthday last week and god did everyone I came into contact with that day know it!
On the 7th September I turned 22, not that old I know but with the sour look on my face and the demur tone of my voice you would think I just turned 40. I was depressed, grouchy and utterly difficult for the whole day, this noticeable to the point that my lovely boyfriend, who believe me took the brunt of my ’22 year crisis’, referred to me as the ‘birthday princess’ for the whole day, and not in a good way!
Thinking back on it now, he wasn’t far wrong, I was to put it lightly ‘a little horror’ all bloody day, I don’t even think I thanked him for my lovely gifts, including a beautifully expensive sweatshirts, and beautiful dinner out (which if you read my previous blogs, gave me the chance to finally get out of my casual clothes and get glammed up).
So instead of being grateful and excited that it was my birthday, I spent my whole day wishing I was at home in my sweatpants and hoodie with a massive tub of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream……stupid, pathetic, ungrateful you say, I know, but somehow my mood did not change……
So, in light of my childish, ‘princess’ behaviour I would like to take this opportunity to publicly apologise to all of my victims, most importantly to my lovely boyfriend, of whom I am surprised I still have lol………
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Freshers University clothing
Hello fresher’s week…Not for me thou L
So, as September draws to an end, it means only one thing….fresher’s week!!!!
Ohh how I envy the up and coming university students (those who were lucky enough to be accepted), who in the next couple of weeks are due to enrol in three years worth of fun fun fun!
I absolutely loved fresher’s week, so much so that I would class it as the best bloody week of my life so far. Parties, alcohol, parties and more parties…..I am literally green with envy.
Now forgive me if the next sentence makes me sound like an ancient dinosaur, but when I think back to my fresher’s week an instant smile appears on my now wrinkled and old face!
The week began, of course, with full excitement as to my new venture, my new 3 year booze filled venture! The nights were spent partying large in all manner of clubs, foam parties, bars and of course the student union bar. Whereas the days were spent hanging out with my new found friends, all of us feeling like utter shit, mooching about in our new campus clothing, hoodies, sweatpants the lot…..you name it we brought it, and loved! I mean we were in our element, the time of our lives, I mean yeah we would eventually have to knuckle down and work our socks off (not till third year mind ssshhh!) but for the time being we were revelling in the fact that our lives consisted of living the next 3 years in casual clothing, going out when the hell we wanted to and consuming as much alcohol as possible…heaven!
So, to all you fresher than fresh fresher’s, have fun, drink plenty and enjoy it whilst it bloody lasts, as believe me when I say ‘it will be over before you know it’.
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Baby Oil,a Penis and thrusting – AND clothing
So, Saturday night I went out on a hen night, it started off as a very socialized affair, with cocktails and nibbles…….but what was to follow was less socialized and more madness.
Sat in the living room us girls could hardly believe our eyes, when a male entered the room in a scream type costume, as that was removed the male danced about in a tight t-shirt and even tighter trousers, he must have been wearing the wrong size as I have never in my life seen men’s clothing so tight. What followed can only be described as a toe curling event which involved baby oil, a penis and a lot of thrusting. Yes that’s right a stripper!!!! Now call me a prude but this experience for me was less thrilling and more cringing.
After the cringing event, we collected ourselves up and headed off into town for a good old boogie and many, many more cocktails, of which some evidence of appeared splattered on my lovely mix cashmere vest-tops the next morning. Lovely!
Following on from the nights events, of which after the stripper I cannot remember, I woke up with the worst headache of my life and feeling like I was going to vomit all over myself…….after a quick dash to the loo, and after climbing into my sweatpants and hoodies, however, I felt remarkably better. However I say I felt better lightly as I doubt I will ever be able to erase the naked images of the stripper from my mind, as the experience has left my brain scarred for life!!!!
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The Beautiful Game v Clothing
The Beautiful Game
The obsession and loyalty that many men show over what is known as ‘the beautiful game’ is nothing short of alarming. Macho men, who normally refuse to show even an inkling of emotion, will happily run around the football pitch man-hugging each other and slapping each others arses whenever a goal is scored, or weeping into their pints when they fail to impress in a penalty shootout. If only they put as much effort and emotion into the more important issues in life!
And my macho boyfriend is no exception. I have, to put it lightly, a ‘football mad’ boyfriend, who not only plays football 4 times a week, but feels it necessary to watch it for the other 3 nights, we even have to watch the highlights of the match when we get into bed!
You see all I would like, once in a while, is to be given the opportunity to able to get out of my casual clothes and slip into some of the elegantly beautiful women’s clothing that I own, and maybe even be taken out in them!
Instead, however, the closest I get to being taken out is a trip to the local pub to watch the bloody football, to which lets face it, requires little more effort than shoving on my jeans and pulling a sweatshirt over my head!
So it is in utter despair that I ask you, where is the line to be drawn? Will any amount of nagging and moaning ever deter my boyfriend away from the football? Or should I just accept that there is more emotion in a football match than in a relationship?
