Monthly Archives: August 2011

I hate to brag, but I had a fabulous weekend.

I spent the saturday daytime scavenging through the local charity shops with my mum. We were on a serious buying spree and I ended up spending £50.00 on 8 second hand dresses, three of them vintage and the others fab makes.

I love Sundays, I especially love Sundays when my Scott is off work and we get to go on mini adventures. Last weekend we decided to go to the beach with Scott’s parents, his lovely sister and her fiance. Scott’s parents took us all to West Wittering, I have never been there before so it was quite a Sunday outing for me. The weather looked dodgy in the morning so I decided to wear jeans and a gypsy blouse – I very rarely wear jeans and trust me to choose them on the day that the weather turns out to be superb. I wear my dresses in the rain and snow, but the day we actually have warm sunshine I wear jeans…irritating and typical!

We had an early start so I couldn’t really be bothered to style my hair properly, I thought a quick quiff and large flower would rockabilly my outfit enough for me. I love the gingham blouse I wore, I brought it from a jumble sale last summer, it has no label and is a little tatty around the hems so I am guessing it is homemade – which makes me love it more! My little black cardigan was a find at the bootsale last Sunday, it is cashmere with different coloured small roses dotted all over it, it is stunning and only cost me £1.50 – I was chuffed when i found it, I have only worn it three times and I have had compliments on it each time.

Wittering is a fabulous little place. At first I was horrified by the £7.50 per car entrance fee but the toilets are nice and clean – for that, I would be £15.00 per car! When you go on an outing with the Stables clan, you do it properly, and I was delighted when Scott’s dad started pulling out gazebos, deck chairs, blankets, barbeques, gas stoves, kettles, a china tea set and every type of meat and salad you could think of. I sat on the beach in the sun, drinking beer and eating too much food – my ideal day!


I felt very chilled out, just what I needed after a hectic week at work, and it was made all the more marvellous by my OH. He wore a vintage coffee coloured Fred Perry with his 1970’s aviators and dark jeans – he looked like a retro seventies detective! He is so handsome, I am a very lucky girl and love him very much.

I love my second family, and I cannot wait to be Mrs Stables. I hope you all had fabulous weekends, and its Thursday now, so we all have the bank holiday very close (wahoo)!!

Psssst. Me and Scott got the gorgeous flat that I spoke about in my last post! I will write and put up pictures when we move in!


So everything has been a bit up in the air recently. We moved into our flat four months ago, and had gotten pretty settled. It is the first time that James and Sam have lived away from their parents, the first time me and Scott have lived together in Farnham, and the first time that all four of us have lived together – and to be honest, minus silly arguments about cleaning and grumpy moods clashing we have done pretty well. So when James and Sam dropped the bombshell that they have been offered a house by James’ dad I was really upset. I found myself in a ridiculous situation where I was livid that they were moving, but at the same time my two best friends are being given a house – so I am obviously ecstatic for them, if not a little bit jealous!

The initial shock has worn out now, and Scott and I have begun our house hunt. Today I looked at a 3 bedroom flat on a very posh road in Farnham, it was defiantly luxurious. The flat was two double bedrooms and one small bedroom, that Scott would let me use for a sewing room (EEE!), and a large kitchen, large lounge, medium-sized dining room, and two bathrooms!  The entire flat has cream walls and cream carpets, it is very bright, airy and completely different to anywhere we have ever lived – and I loved it!

I normally go for period properties, but I loved the modern edge to this flat and I really think Scott and I could make it somewhere very special. The flat is at the top end of our budget, but it is extremely luxurious, however, after much soul-searching, Scott and I have decided that we work bloody hard and earn good money, so we deserve somewhere lovely… and we could really make this OUR palace!

Hopefully Scott will go and view the apartment on Thursday morning, I hope it doesn’t get let whilst we wait, I might have to ask the agent to not let anyone else see it!

In the meantime, I am putting dresses I have not worn in a while on Ebay, and some make up and homeware that I have brought and not used on there as well! So take this as shameless advertising for my eBay page. Look, bid, share =)

Bye for now WordPress, I will update you all on my housing situation as soon as I know whats going on… in the meantime keep your fingers and toes crossed for us.

Let me tell you a little about my tattoos…
(I apologise for the quality of the photos in advance)

I am the biggest wimp you will -ever- meet, I hate pain and have no tolerance even for the smallest scratch so how I manage to get inked is beyond me. From what my fiance and friends tell me I am not a lady sat in that dreaded chair, apparently I swear like a sailor and hate the tattooist – I don’t remember any of this, because when I look at my stunning new piece of art all the soreness disappears.

I only have four tattoo’s so far, I will get more, I have plans for 4 more already and when I have the money I will get them.

I got my first tattoo when I was 17, I was underage and went alone to the tattooist. I was tattooed by a lovely female artist who was really nice to me but the silly cow didn’t ID me. I now feel irresponsible getting something permanent on my body at such a young age with no real consideration for what I was doing to myself. Luckily I chose my swallow, I still love this tattoo and it will always be my favourite. I am getting bored with people asking if it is the Jack Sparrow tattoo – it’s not! I would love to tell you a long elaborate tale of how I got a swallow because it meant something important to me and has some great hidden meaning but it doesn’t – I love swallow tattoo’s and I love linear ink.

I got my second tattoo when I was 18 and off-age. It is a swallow on my right wrist, it’s a bright blue butterfly positioned so it appears to fly away from me. I love butterfly’s – to me they suggest freedom and beauty. I didn’t over plan this tattoo, I decided I wanted a butterfly on my wrist, found a photograph of a beautiful insect, and then got an incredibly talented tattooist to put it on me. Phil from Second Skin in Aldershot got a right ear full from me when he told me that I would have to go bigger with the butterfly unless I wanted him to do it with a single needle – I decided that I wanted it small so had it done with the single needle. Even though it is only 1″ x 1″ the tattoo took 2 hours and was agony!

My third tattoo was a mistake, and I recently had it covered up. My fourth tattoo is a large rose on my left shoulder. I had this tattoo whilst I was at University in Scarborough by a wicked guy at Kind Arthur’s Tattoo studio. Id seen a guy around campus with a beautiful rose tattooed on his arm, and stopped him one day to find out when he’d had it done – that is how I came across Stu. I had to wait weeks before I could get my appointment. When I turned up at the studio I was shown no drawing to pre-approve and was slightly horrified when I sat down and just had circles drawn on my shoulder with a few sketchy petals, but I had seen Stu’s previous tattoos and fully trusted him. My rose is for my Grandmother, she loved roses and I am sure she would hate my tattoo’s but I like having a symbol of her looking out for my back.

I got my last tattoo last month and it is still healing. It is a leopard print tattoo on my left wrist and it was a cover up to a small anchor I had done in a moment of madness once. Where the tattoo was over already scarred skin I developed slight scar tissue, but this has started to heal and I am chuffed. I wanted leopard print on my body, everyone who knows me will say that I love leopard print, six out of seven days I am wearing something animal printed and it felt right to have it on my body. I wanted an anchor because my dad is a fisherman and I wanted something to make me think of him on me. The japanese waves are simply there because I think they are pretty.

My arm is looking rather unbalanced so I am planning to have other nautical themed ink to make a half sleeve on my lower arm. I am thinking of involving some more waves, maybe a sailor lady sat on a compass (Sam suggested that one), and some nautical stars would be cool. I am not very artistic though so I will present the idea to my current tattooist and see what he thinks would sit nicely with the rest of my work.

I might wait until after my wedding though, although I love being an illustrated lady I need to be saving my money for that big day. If only tattoo’s were free, I would be one happy girlie.

Scott and I are currently house hunting. We live in one of the most expensive towns in Surrey, and finding a house to rent doesn’t come cheap.

If is stressful, heartbreaking and soul stretching, but I know in the end we will find a lovely home.

We have always lived together in flats, all we now want is a house.

A house with a small back garden, two bedrooms, a clean kitchen and window boxes.

We aren’t asking for much, so why can’t we find it.

I know people read my blog, please feel free to buy us this house.