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I’ve signed up for Social Spark
This is a Sponsored Post written by me on behalf of IZEA. All opinions are 100% mine.
Now, I don’t want you to think I’ve sold out by joining a site that pays for blog posts. I haven’t. It’s just my way of getting a little extra money for that shoe fund, you wouldn’t begrudge me shoes, would you?
This is a tricky subject amongst the blogging community. You don’t want to be spammed with stuff just because I’m getting paid for it. So I’m going to vow to always bring you quality content. I don’t want to bore you! I will always make it clear when a post is sponsored too. Not going to be deceiving you either!
The site is really nice, easy to use and the opportunities that come to you are targeted to your blog type. So I would only be writing about fashion/health etc. Get it? It just means I get to review more stuff and bring you more great content (plus shoes.)
Actually, if you are a blogger – or advertiser – you should check out SocialSpark. Even if it is just to look at the very pretty site.
I’ll just leave you to go and do that while I submit the hundreds – three – other blogs I write. I’m also going to take this opportunity to ask you what you want to see on the site. More cats falling off things? Lookbooks? Designer fashion? Tell me, I will make it so.
And look out for more guest posts (and sponsored ones) coming very soon.
The tattoo
I’ve had a tattoo booked for about three weeks with Rude Boy Studios in Norwich. I’d heard great things about them and the fact that there was a three week wait for a Sunday appointment was also good.
I knew I wanted the symbol from Heroes and originally I’d wanted it on my neck but I wanted a tattoo I could look at and appreciate. So I booked it in to go on my wrist.
Over those three weeks I went from thinking it should go on the side of my wrist to the inside, despite RSI issues. Day of the tattoo comes and I find myself hugely nervous. Not because I’m worried about the pain or anything like that but because I’m really not sure about this one.
I’m an impulsive person. But there was something about this that was bugging me. I hadn’t thought it through enough. After panicky discussions with Ben I decided that it would be sexier and better for my wrist if I got it on my neck. But oh my god, how big should I get it, where on my neck? Will it be really obvious for work?
We went for a pint and some food to settle my nerves before walking into the tattoo place 15 minutes early.
I showed the guy my design, and explained that I’d changed my mind and wanted it on my neck. No problem. He reduced the size of the design and I was happy with it. I then went upstairs leaving Ben behind.
The symbol was drawn onto my neck and looked in the mirror. Love at first sight.
I’d heard that tattoos on that region of neckspace were painful and vibrated your whole head. But no, there was a bit of teeth chattering and I couldn’t talk whilst being inked but it didn’t hurt. Not one bit.
We chatted about Warcraft, television shows, Star Wars languages and of course Heroes.
Now, I feel a need to explain myself here. Getting a tattoo from a TV show is risky business. However, if I go off Heroes then the symbol still means much more. I’m going to redirect you to the Wikipedia page for this but essentially it means Great Talent and Godsend.
The slightly hefty price of the tattoo, £40, was well worth it. I’m past finding the cheapest tattooists. I’ve now got nine tattoos (although three of those make up my star tattoo on my chest/back) and before this one there was only one I was truly happy with. And that was my anchor, which I had done in Evesham, so not exactly easy to just pop in.
But Rude Boy Studios delivered and I’m very happy with the outcome. Will definitely be going back there for more ink.
Rude Boy Studios is located at 15a Orford Place, Norwich, Norfolk, NR1 3RU. (Next to Pizza Hut)
Chicken
One of my Mum’s chickens. Six fresh eggs a day? Yes please. They currently have six chickens, they are getting another eight soon.
Volcanic Ash Victims – What to do?
Okay, so you’re stuck abroad moaning about not being able to get home. Yeah it’s frustrating but how about you make the most of it rather than complaining.
Continue your holiday
Find a hotel and continue enjoying yourself. You’ll know as soon as flights resume. Go swimming, get a tan and stop fretting. There’s not really much you can do and it sure beats sitting around in an airport for the next week or two. This is what your emergency credit card was for. Plus, you might even be able to claim some of it back on the holiday insurance.
Become a journalist
Document what is happening to you. The airlines getting your hopes up, the people you meet, the area you are in. Either use the airport internet cafe and create a blog or write it all down ready to give to the next willing newspaper that comes along.
You could either wait to get home to sell your story, by which time everyone might be bored of this, or you can give the Times and quick call and see if they want to interview you or read what you’ve written. You’ll need to be able to email them though. I wouldn’t count on a letter getting back to the UK any time soon.
Become a photographer
You’ll probably have a camera with you for your holiday. Use it to photograph the people you meet. Take pictures of the quiet skies around the airport. Go out and explore the surrounding area.
Make friends
They’ll be quite a few others in the same boat as you. Connect with them, share in your collective stranding. Make the most of it. Go for coffee, dinner, go to a club. It’s easier to deal with something like this when you’ve got others around to support you.
Support the locals
Business will be booming in places with high amount of tourism. Go and support those little businesses. Drink in quaint little taverns, visit the markets. Embrace the culture of the people around. Talk to them and be happy in the thought that you are experiencing something brilliant.
Go down in history
People will be talking about this for years to come. You have the perfect party story now. Make sure it is an exciting one.
Go on an adventure
So you are stuck. No planes. Trains are full. Can you hire a car? If you can then drive yourself home. Enjoy the scenery, stop at any place you think looks beautiful. You’ve probably been stranded for a few days now, a few more days won’t make any difference. If you an in Europe then drive to Calais or Holland for a packed ferry home. Car hire places will happily let you drop the car off elsewhere. You might be able to drive the whole way home.
You are off work
You’re not working, you are in a holiday hotspot. Enjoy yourself. You have the perfect excuse. Don’t panic about all the emails you’ll have to deal with when you get back. There is absolutely nothing you can do about it. Relax.
Stop getting annoyed
Yes, the volcano was very inconsiderate spewing out all that dust but shit happens. Be thankful that you are somewhere alive an well. You’ve had a holiday. You get to have more of a holiday. That screams WIN to me. Would you really rather be up in the air in a plane with engines full of dust? That dust melts engines. There’s no way in hell you’d get me anywhere near a plane if the engines might melt.
It’s not the airlines’ fault. It’s not your fault, it’s not that country’s fault. It’s a volcano. They tend to do what the hell they want.
Twitter Update
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Easter Traditions
With Easter approaching I was asked to write about the history and traditions of the day. It got me thinking about what I used to do for Easter. I remember a really awesome Easter egg hunt where my parents hid little clues around the house and each clue would lead to a different room before I finally found the egg in my bedroom.
I was researching and looked up the Black Rabbit, something mentioned a lot in my childhood. No references. I think the myth of the Black Rabbit was something that circulated around the two Mundesley schools. Here’s the story as I recall it…
In the toilets of Mundesley first school you will often see tiny foot prints. These are of the elusive Black Rabbit. Around Easter he would hang around the school, any unattended Easter eggs were rightfully his. This included the tiny eggs from the top of cakes to the egg you exchanged with your friends.
Everywhere you would see tiny foot prints and you knew you were being watched. No one would dare go to the toilet on their own for fear of seeing the Black Rabbit.
“That’s the Black Rabbit coming to take away your Easter eggs,” one girl would tell the other while pointing to the foot prints in the girl’s loo.
The story continued into Junior school but as we grew older the tale of the Black Rabbit seemed to fade. Easter was just a time for chocolate and presents. I wonder if the story of the Black Rabbit has continued or whether it was lost in the whirlwind of growing up.
About Jet
I'm a writer, photographer and music lover. I have a passion for health, beauty, interiors and fashion and an overwhelming need to shop. I am trying to lose weight and this is my motivation.
Email me: jess@feelingstylish.co.uk
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