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WERK WERK WERK: Put em in the dirt.

This is my third draft today. I wanted to write a list of sassy girlboss quotes because I feel like I could take over the World today, but then I realised we all have Pinterest for that. So here’s an old post I hand wrote on the train to Plym a couple months ago, accompanied by a McDonald’s and sat next to a man reading his bible.

This January, I started a new job and with it, the realisation that I’m on countdown to being a full-time working gal for two whole years. The notion of this both makes me sound like a legit adult, whilst simultaneously want to run back under my duvet to hide and pretend that life doesn’t exist.

My legit full-time job count has hit a grand total of 3. A number that’s probably pretty scary for one of those frumpy careers advisors who tell you that a job is for life. Mine didn’t even understand the concept of working in fashion or that a ‘Fashion Buyer’ didn’t just mean I wanted to go shopping full time, so there’s that.

The rollercoaster of jobs have provided me with my fair share of tears and lols, so here’s a list of my ‘learns’ for all of you in this ‘not sure what I’m doing with my life’ shaped boat:

      1. You will believe you can take over the world on a daily / weekly basis.
        Know something your manager didn’t? Finish everything on that epic to-do list? Gurl, you’re killing it.Point 1
      2. You will cry.
        At your desk, in the toilets, to your boss in a meeting, maybe just a private tear shed at home. Work. Is. Tough.Crying
      3. Polite conversation rules:
        Monday – Tuesday: How was your weekend?
        Wednesday: Jesus, this week has felt long. / Weekend soon!
        Thursday – Friday: What are your plans this weekend?
        At all times: The temperature of the office.
        REPEAT.
      4. You will fantasise about throwing your keyboard at your bosses head. 
        Because your inner sass queen has to be unleashed some time, right?
        sass queen
      5. You will become ever more creative with your excuses for being late.
        I got sucked down the plughole when I was showering and had to climb my way out? That’s definitely why my hair still hasn’t dried.
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      6. Free office snacks are THE ONE.
        Let alone blagging a free dinner – THE DREAM.
        free pizza
      7. You will have a work husband / wife.
        The Tina Fey to your Amy Poehler, you’re the comedy Kings and Queens of the office.
        sisters
      8. You’ll find the best hiding places to text / watch tv / snapchat.
        Because nobody has time for 110% concentration all day. Unless a potential new employer is reading this… If so, please erase this point from your memory.
      9. At some point, there will be major work dramz.
        From people getting fired, to redundancy to your start-up not getting funding. You’ll never be prepared and it’ll probably happen when you’re on holiday.
      10. Meetings.
        You’ll flip between loving that they’re a waste of an hour to loathing not being at your desk and actually being productive.
        family guy work
      11. The pure joy of achieving something is beyond expectation.
        And it’ll sound like no biggie to anyone you tell. (If they’re good friends, they’ll still pretend to be interested / impressed that your tweet went viral, you made a snazzy spreadsheet or that you tidied your desk.)
        achievement
      12. Endorsements on LinkedIn are somehow addictive.
        And are also my new favourite joke. Good at snacking? Endorse me on LinkedIn or it doesn’t count, bbz.
      13. You’ll fantasise about leaving, but the thought of applying for jobs is too much. 
      14. The salad days.
        No matter how ready you feel you were to move on, you’ll always look back on the lolz, your work family and the perks with a rose-tinted shade of fondness. And then reality hits when you remember all those times you wanted to shut your head in the photocopier out of sheer rage.
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Peace out,
SJW x

 

 

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The Concrete Jungle Part 2

So I haven’t been able to post as much as I’d like as it’s been a pretty jam packed adventure so far, but I’ll try and bring you up to date.

I wrote this post the the old pen and paper way, sat on the comfiest bed I’ve been in in a while, somewhere off Sunset Boulevard in LA. It still seems weird to me that I’m in America at times, but I’m nearly halfway through my adventure, a lot poorer, a little browner and dreaming of travelling the world.

I can’t really remember where I got to in my tales of the Big Bad City, but I’ll cover the rest of my highlights…

The Day I Became a TV Star!
In the morning I visited a few shops, including Uniqulo on 5th Avenue, which is well worth a visit and I have to take my hats off to the store design / VM team! After that I visited the Museum of Modern Art, which, quite frankly, is huge! There were some ‘artistically challenging’ moments (honestly, who considers blank canvases art!?) but some equally amazing sights. From here was the most exciting part of my day, I met up with a friend and whilst happily trotting the streets of New York to find somewhere to eat, we got stopped by a woman asking if we wanted to be on TV. With images of my very own Hollywood Star in my head I quickly agreed… LOL JK, we were both so hungry it took a lot of persuading. I have no idea who the woman was that was interviewed or what show she was talking about, but as you can see, I definitely rocked my 5 milliseconds of fame.

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After this came possibly my favourite moment of the entire trip. Whilst ordering my lunch, I asked for a turkey burger and the waitress turned around with the most disgusted face and just said ‘WUT!?’. … ‘A turkey burger?’. After more blank stares and another ‘WUT!?’, I was saved by the American with me who repeated my order. The turkey burger was good but who knew that was so difficult to understand!?

So I don’t want to bore you with a day in / day out, here’s what time I sneezed type post, so here are my pointers of places to check out if you happen to pop by NY:

1. Dylan’s Candy Bar – Best pick n’ mix ever. Enough said.

2. The Chelsea Highline – A cool walk above the streets with a great view of the skyline!

3. The Meatball Shop – A restaurant well worth a visit! You can choose the type of meatballs you want, what side and what sauce. I tried chicken meatballs, with mash and some veg. Here is where I discovered the amazingness of ice cream sandwiches. ice cream between two cookies. Amazeballs.

4. The New York Public Library – There was a distinct lack of books in this place… but amazing interiors and a good place to work or if you want to re-live the scenes of The Day After Tomorrow. (Jake Gyllenhall not included).

5. The Rockefella Centre – An obvious one, but the view at the Top of the Rock are amazing. Just take someone to grab onto and don’t go near the edge if you’re scared of heights… Trust me.

6. Central Park – The most super obvious tip but there is so much to explore / laze in. My favourite event here as watching some newly engaged couples on photoshoots with super cringe photographers… ‘kiss her!’ ‘oh you’re so cute’. Ew, no.

7. Brooklyn – Just go there (especially if you love East London). Just don’t take Alastair as your tour guide who took me on a 10 million mile walk which only ended in rubbed feet and a well overdue toilet stop.

8. Bare Burger – I’e had my fair share of burgers in America, but these are good’uns. Check em out.

9. Reason Outpost – I know I’ve mentioned this brand before, but take a visit to the East Village and hunt this store down, it’s small but worth it. It’s a cool area and pass by Union Square on your way home. I sat people watching whilst the sun set.

10. Aaaand finally, the greatest American invention of them all… 7-11. This corner shop should come back with me to the UK, or at the very least the Slurpie machine should. Because who doesn’t want a better version of slush puppy available to them 24 hours a day!?

I wish I’d had a little longer to explore, but I guess it gives me a good reason to go back again!
Next stop… San Francisco. SJW x

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The Big Bad City

Oh hai there! SJW has gone stateside for a month of travelling, so for the next few weeks I’ll be posting about my adventures… Please try to restrain your jealousy.

Since I last posted my life has been a little bit hectic (hence why I haven’t posted), between interning, dissertation, travelling and (trying) to get prepared for Americaaaa. For a little round up, I went home home to Devon for a while, spent a week in Edinburgh with my Mum and Aunt, interned, went to my Cousin’s wedding, celebrated my friend’s 21st aaaand FINALLY FINISHED UNI!! The last stretch of dissertation felt so looong, with many days being spent in my pjs and surgically attached to my laptop. I have a ‘How to Survive Dissertation’ type post drafted out, which I’ll post once I’m back home. A week later I think it’s finally sunk in that it’s all done and I couldn’t be happier that the stress is all over with; as Papa SJW has said, all that’s left now is to pray.

However, now I’m out in America and life could not feel jazzier. I flew out on Tuesday and my first stop is a week in New York. Doing a standard SJW, I left my packing a little too late… Sorry Mum! But dragging a suitcase nearly as big as me bright and early on the tube was definitely the start of the adventure. I somehow got the job of directing a couple of Romanian women who could barely speak English off the tube to find their train… As you can imagine there were some hilarious scenes of me pointing where to go and them just looking back at me with faces of total dismay. There was definitely a point when I genuinely got worried they would just follow me onto my train to Heathrow… Fingers crossed they made it! Also, big shout out here to the man at Paddington who carried my suitcase down the massive flight of stairs, you da best!

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I somehow got to Heathrow really early, only to find out my flight was delayed by a few hours. BOOOO YOU BA. Also BOO YOU to both of the security people who told me that I look about 16 / asked if I needed my Mum to approve me being searched. Naaat cool.

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After a journey that felt like the longest day of my life, I finally got to be reunited with that friend who moved to New York and all was well in the world.

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The next day we went for brunch, then went on a cable car over to Roosevelt Island, where a woman cycled past me and made my day by telling me she loved my JuJu’s! After that we embarked on a journey to candy heaven; Dylan’s Candy Bar. As a girl who is caps lock KEEN for pick and mix, I had to restrain myself to not spend all my dollars on sweets.

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We then went for a wander to Urban Outfitters, Bloomingdales and Grand Central. Obama obviously heard I was trotting the streets of New York and decided to drive by to say hi. (Yes, that really happened… Okay, he maybe didn’t say hi but we saw his car). #WelcomeToNewYork

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Today is my second day of Americaaa adventures and I headed to MOMA, the museum of modern art, which even stretched my inner culture vulture as the place is so huge. After this I met my friend and as we were walking for lunch we got invited to be in a small audience for a TV interview. I think this makes me allowed to say I’m famous now? With Obama yesterday and TV appearances today, America clearly loves me. We then went for lunch and walked around Times Square. I can hear you’re all dying to know what I’ve been wearing for this big adventure so here’s a snap of my outfit today:

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Jelly Shoes are JuJu’s (£25 from Office), which were a dissertation hand-in day treat, they’re actually so comfy and haven’t rubbed at all (I definitely have nightmares from being a child crying about my jelly shoes destroying my feet); T-shirt is from Reason Clothing; Jeans are New Look; Socks Primark; Shirt Jacket is a freshly purchased bargain which I am so proud of! Cost me $10 in the Urban Outfitters sale yesterday!

The plan for our trip after New York is to head over to the West Coast which I’m mega excited for!

Adios x

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Five Days of Fashion

Oh haiii, here is (as promised) a post on fashion related things. I was going to do a week in pictures of my outfits but to be quite honest, I’m either living in pyjamas to do my dissertation (everyday is no make-up selfie day if you’re lucky enough to enjoy my snapchats) or I forget to take a picture (let’s get real, it’s mega awkward asking people to take pictures of your outfit). However, I have managed to pull together five pictures of outfits for your enjoyment / procrastination / lol-worthy material for today.

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This is an outfit I’ve been loving lately, consists of a denim Topshop dress (£38, http://www.topshop.com/en/tsuk/product/clothing-427/denim-897/moto-dark-acid-tee-dress-2438792?bi=81&ps=20), floral bomber jacket from Zara (£12 in the Christmas Sale, bargain!) and with a big gold necklace. I bought the dress a while ago, telling myself it would be great when I go to America (my best excuse for shopping at the moment). I’m pretty sure denim will still be big this summer, I’ve just spotted a denim boiler suit which looks ace! Plus this floral jacket is great in spring to just throw on.

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This was an official tomboy day, there was no lipstick and no heels involved! I’m really getting into t-shirts lately and this NASA one has been a favourite for a while (Tee and Cake, £28. Check out their range here http://www.topshop.com/en/tsuk/category/clothing-427/clothing-brands-1910272/tee-cake-996?noOfRefinements=1&cat1=203984&cat2=820009&cat3=820365 ). Worn with an oversized shirt I picked up in the Zara sale at Christmas, my loyal black skinnies and my dark purple Converse high tops. Topped off by my cross beanie, made by brand Alice Hannah but picked up in Topshop (http://www.topshop.com/en/tsuk/product/sale-offers-436/sale-799/accessories-809/gothic-cross-beanie-2440314?refinements=category~%5b398578%7c398526%5d&bi=21&ps=20, £7)

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I’m trying to wear this jumper less because I’m slightly addicted to it! Apparently made in Los Angeles from Topshop, now in the sale at £12, RUN TO THE SHOPS. (http://www.topshop.com/en/tsuk/product/clothing-427/tops-443/hoodies-sweatshirts-2289292/check-tri-marl-sweat-2678046?refinements=category~%5b1373604%7c208524%5d&bi=21&ps=20). Worn with a light denim shirt, and my double side split skirt I picked up from H&M in the sale a while back. It’s so impractical it’s ridiculous. You literally can’t walk along without it getting all caught up so I have to look like a pleb constantly trying to pull it out from my legs. Attractive, right?

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That friend who moved to New York for a year came back to visit last week. I guess it was alright to see him (ha, who am I kidding, I’ve missed that kid loads), but he bought me this t-shirt which he picked up at Reason Clothing which I love. He subsequently made me spill chocolate yoghurt on it (what a joker) but thanks to my A grade stain removal skillz, thankfully it came out. Nobody wants a dodgily grim brown stain on their top. If you haven’t tried Cadbury’s new Pots of Joy by the way, GO AND BUY THEM. They are literally incredible. (Fingers crossed Cadbury’s send me free ones for writing this).

Aaaand finally, my latest t-shirt which brings all the boys to the yard is this Topshop x Adidas Originals collection t-shirt. I’ve been waiting for this collection to come out for a while now, so when it came out last Thursday I visited a Topshop to see what it was all about (okay, official fashion nerd moment). It was all pretty cool but the shorts felt really naff and plasticy!? However, I liked all the tops and sweatshirts and I got this white t-shirt, which I wore out to The Nest, in Dalston, with leather shorts, heels and my metallic clutch from Dorothy Perkins. Metallics are looking like they’re set to be huge, particularly in accessories.

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Really though this is what I’ve been wearing. Form a queue, boys.

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Third year sucks.
SJW x

 

 

 

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Sales Haul!

Fashion post without sounding up-myself yet still interesting, part 2.

Boxing day morning: the happiest I’ll ever be to spring out of bed early. Mumma SJW, my brother’s girlfriend and I were all ready, with our elbows sharpened, to hit the sales bright and early. Here are my tips if you want to feel like a God at shopping in sales, rather than a frustrated grump who just wants to go home. I’ll get the generic ones out the way first:
– Get there early. As in when the shops open early… no, not Next 5am early. That’s just mental. 9am – 10am timeframe.
– Consider each item’s price individually. Don’t look at the bulk of what you’re spending to start with, consider each item’s value and don’t just buy because it’s cheap.
– Shop in a small city. Sounds strange, but it really works. Less people here are after the most fashionable items, leaving more choice for you.
– Try on clothes in bigger sizes. Mainly tops and jumpers work really well oversized. This Christmas sale I bought a top which is 2 sizes too big, no harm in trying it on!
-Shop at both the start and end of sales. Usually new lines are added to sales and further reductions happen, unless you have been banned from shopping by then.
-Shop with your Mum. You may think Topshop is the only store to hit, but I’ve often found some great items (accessories mainly but the odd piece of clothing) in Marks and Spencer (look for the Limited Collection) and Next.

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Right, end of the generic ‘ah ma gaaad, here’s my shopping tips bbz’. Onto the ‘ah ma gaaad, look at my new clothes!!’.

My favourite purchase of the sales (if that’s even possible to choose) has to be my new coat. Reduced down to £25 from £52 in Topshop, it’s my favourite colour. I have to give some credit here to my brother’s girlfriend who was definitely the driving force behind me buying it!

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£25, Topshop

I had my eye on this Next rucksack when it was full price, as my older one was falling apart, and this one was reduced to around £12 in the sale. The pictures have been taken from my trip to Ikea this week, and yes I am sat on a kids rocking horse, no disapproving looks please. Have to admit I sneakily got the rucksack into my Mum’s shopping so I’m not totally sure on price. (Thanks Mum!) Invest in your secondary school self and buy a rucksack, you won’t regret it.

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£12ish, Next

I can feel myself developing an obsession with rings and my newest addition is a cracker from &otherstories. Half price, I couldn’t say no to having a lion clutching my finger. Need I say more? Buy cool rings. Your friends will be jealous.

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£12, &otherstories

The final thing I’m going to picture is this t-shirt, which for £12 (down from £25), seems to me like a right bargain. It’s made by Escapology, which through more research is a brand created by Topshop. I’m not sure if it’s being continued, but it appears to be very print-based affordable pieces. I personally love the print and think it’s a great top to just be able to throw on; recently I wore it with black leather dungarees.

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£12, Escapology

Other items I’ve bought have included some fake leather trousers (invest in these), a maxi skirt with slits up both sides; looks amazing indoors, really blimming impractical in everyday life. Little bit windy? Trying to walk up the stairs on a bus? Do. Not. Bother. Aaaand finally, some shoes with cut out detailing. I wanted to picture these, but I’ve already worn them a lot and the shoe fairy (a.k.a. my mum, is not here to clean them), so I’ll picture something similar below. Highly recommend you buy some shiny socks to wear with them, I’ve heard Topshop and Primark have a great range of these at the moment.

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Cut out boots, £74.99
http://www.newlook.com/shop/shoe-gallery/boots/limited-burgundy-leather-metal-tip-cut-out-ankle-boots_300337062

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For those of you who prefer flats, I love these cut out brogues, £32
http://www.topshop.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?searchTerm=cut+out&storeId=12556&productId=12813300&urlRequestType=Base&categoryId=&langId=-1&productIdentifier=product&catalogId=33057

In other news, I’ve put myself on a shopping ban (#prayforSJW), saving for travelling America in the summer is in full force!! (I could do backflips about how excited I am about this!!).

SJW x

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Halloweeeeeeen!

So last night was Halloween, and I’m not going to lie, I’m not the world’s biggest fan of the spooky activities, mainly for one reason; fancy dress. I hate it. I’m not creative enough to make it look amazingly good and I just feel like a bit of a pleb surrounded by people who have gone all out and still manage to look incredible. I still have nightmares of when I had to make a crown in primary school and mine ended up being a bit of cardboard haphazardly covered in tin foil… Safe to say I didn’t win any prizes that day. Apart from maybe one for ‘effort’ cause everyone felt sorry for me.
I also slightly despise the fact it also turns out to be expensive when let’s not lie, I’d much rather just buy some clothes I actually want.

However, boring complaining over, I had a house party to go to and I felt the pressure to not pretend to be that hipster idiot that goes as ‘themself’. I started the search for my outfit on Thursday optimistically late in the day, all I needed was some white face paint, how hard could that be?! Devil child was the ambition and alright, I just as well had gone as a slutty cat in terms of originality. Trucking down Oxford Street, which when you live in London is no treat, to all the tourists reading this (LOL) just move outta my way! Places to be, people to see. I decided to head to that heavenly place for 12 year olds… Claire’s Accessories. Strong. I was wrong about the sure bet they’d sell face paint but if I’d wanted neon striped handwarmers, a charm bracelet and a 1D rucksack then this was obviously the place to be!

Keeping the story short, I ended up in WH Smith (another shop of dreams) and stumbled upon inspiration.

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Yes, your eyes do not deceive you, I bought a Dennis the Menace magazine with a free ‘Turbo Stinger’. If you hadn’t noticed already, I’m a massive child at heart and I have no shame about it.

The plan? Dennis the Menace’s female counterpart Minnie the Minx! After losing the will to live in Primark (visited all the shops of dreams in one day!), my outfit was complete.

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Taaa Daaaaaaaahhhhh!

I was actually pretty proud of my effort, considering my previous fancy dress attempts. Now for the embarrassing bus journey to my friend’s house. Considering it was actually Halloween I expected to see the majority of people also in fancy dress. Oh hell no. Is Hackney too hipster for fancy dress these days!? So there I was, sitting on the bus, looking like a freak, feeling slightly ashamed with everyone else just carrying on life as normal. Nice one SJW.

I had a cracking night (albeit the imminent threat of a 9am lecture) and look how cool my friend’s house looked!

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I sent pictures of Minnie to my Dad today, and he replied saying ‘That’s SCARY! AAAAAAhhhhhh!!!’. Gotta love his enthusiasm. I also love the image of him showing my pictures to the rest of the office like a proud parent, ahaha!

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SJW x

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The Pitch; tears, bird poo and pies.

Bit of a ‘Throwback Thursday’ type post, but I figured that because I harassed everyone on Facebook / Twitter / everyone I work with to vote for me, you might want to hear about what happened when I went to pitch for Slapdash at The Pitch a couple weeks back now.

The big day started with THE worst morning of my life. Woke up fine (miraculous at 6.50am), got ready and tottered out the door of my friend’s house in Bristol (who has the bed of my dreams, SO comfy and up a ladder, with a desk underneath. Incredible). Then the nightmare began.

I went to pay for my car parking, realised I could only stay for 3 hours max and this white van man only added to my small drama by dramatically telling me ‘ooo love, you’ll definitely get a parking ticket if you stay over three hours!!’ every time he walked past me (which was many a time whilst he got his tools out the van, let me tell you). Time ticked by and I slowly came to the realisation that my booked taxi wasn’t turning up. Cue a rather nervy call to my Mum, I was meant to be at the place for registration for 8.30am, by now it was approximately 8.25am, and I decided the best option was to wake my friend’s housemate up so I could get back in the house, get my sat nav and drive to the place myself. Being an independent woman and all (ha).

Frantic apologies about getting the housemate to open the door so early in the morning over, I ran back to my car and received a call from the taxi. ‘I’m nearly there, just around the corner, sorry got caught in traffic. Where abouts is your house?’ … He was so ecstatic about me no longer needing the taxi he hung up on me. RUDE.

Let’s just say by this point I’m flapping big time. I try and drive in my heels, realise it’s impossible, kick them off and drive barefoot. In a blind panic I pull out a junction stupidly and have to reverse back into it, as I’m getting beeped at by traffic trying to come up the road. As I’m reversing I definitely did not lightly bump into a very nice black car. (Don’t worry, no damage, it’s all good. And I’m also a very good driver normally, promise). So by this point, I’m driving along in a major flap, hysterically crying every time I stop at traffic lights / in a traffic jam. Which when I think about it, was probably fricking hilarious for any pedestrians passing by. I get lost a good few times before I make it to where I need to be, and when I finally do, I could not find a parking space for the life of me…

A while later I finally park, compose myself, put my shoes back on and get out my car. On my way to walking to the building I feel something splat on my head. Yes, later that day I had to pitch to a room of people with bird poo in my hair. To look on the bright side, at least I’m brunette and the bird poo was brown…

I turned up 45 minutes late and sat in a daze about what just happened for the next 45. Let’s just say when my Dad and Stepmum turned up to support me and take me for lunch, I have never ever been more grateful to begin to be able to laugh at my nightmare!

Slapdash was in the ‘One to Watch’ category; for businesses which have yet to begin trading. We had three minutes to pitch our business idea to the panel of judges, some investors and the rest of the spectators in the room. I can’t say I remember my pitch but I felt it went well and I finished within the three minutes. We then went to question time and I got hit with ‘I just don’t understand your idea… why wouldn’t you just shop online?’. I genuinely felt like screaming ‘I have bird poo in my hair, please just give me a break!!’, but I passionately tried to explain that I’ve found that people don’t like paying delivery, hassle of returns and possibly the biggest factor (which I forgot in the heat of the moment) that people like to feel and try on before they buy. Honestly, I started to doubt that Slapdash was a realistic idea after that. However, afterwards I got some amazing feedback from other people who had seen my Pitch, who agreed there was a need for Slapdash and that the judge was too harsh. Which was a great round off to the day, along with the free pie and mash from Pieminister!

Unfortunately I didn’t win my category (Congratulations to those that did, check out www.thepitchuk.com), but overall it was a great experience; apart from the morning, ‘great experience’ not so much, but hilarious now I look back on it!

Apologies for a bit of an epic post, but I hope the hilarity saw you through!

SJW x