Wednesday, 28 September 2011

Wednesday Weigh-In Post...on Wednesday this time!

As promised, a weigh-in post that is actually on time...well, just about!

I weighed in this morning with a loss of 3.5lbs - I know right, how did that happen!? I haven't tracked for most of this week and I was fully expecting last week to catch up with me as well. I'm telling you, all this exercise stuff is really quite good - the only saving grace I can possibly think of will have been my time at the gym. (I also live at the top of a massive hill that I've walked up pretty much every day - definitely helps.)

I celebrated my loss in the only appropriate manner - went out, bought a new camera, spent the afternoon sunbathing in my garden and then spent the evening enjoying a few cold ones at one of the campus bars with some friends. (Confessing now to the plate of curly fries that accompanied those drinks - naughty, but so so nice!) It probably wasn't the most Weight Watchers friendly way to spend the afternoon, and it definitely was far less virtuous than the gym session and uni reading that I had planned, but you know what? I don't care, because it was awesome.

I'm having this problem more and more...I know I should feel guilty about these things, but I just can't bring myself to. I think it comes back to the fact that I'm enjoying myself now, and I can't feel guilty over that. The whole point of losing weight was to make me happier and healthier - both of which I am. Jump back two years and there is no way that you'd find me laying out in the sun, laughing and joking with friends - I would have made any excuse not to. The points that I spent on drinking sociably with my friends would have undoubtedly been spent on ice cream or chocolate or god knows what else - and it certainly wouldn't have been sociable. I never used to like being around people all that much, probably because I didn't like myself all that much - now I'm craving company more and more. I'm much more relaxed and happier in myself and I'm finally enjoying the people in my life. One of my housemates told me that the biggest difference to me over the last few months (he's only known me a year, so he can probably judge it better than the ones that have known me since I was 14) is that I'm just a much nicer person to be around now, and that I'm a lot less angry. Knowing that losing weight has made me a better friend and a nicer person feels a million times better than buying a smaller dress size.

John Lennon once said that 'time you enjoyed wasting, was not wasted.' The same definitely applies to points!

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

Cocktails and Posh Frocks

In my last post, I mentioned my friend Jack. Jack and I lived together in Halls in our first year and have stayed good friends ever since. He lives with five other people from our little 'first year friendship group', three of them being the girls that I mention fairly regularly and who you can see in the bottom picture in this post.

Anywaaay, Jack turned 21 five days after I did, so it was only right that we hit the town to celebrate his birthday in style. This gave me an ideal opportunity to get a '5st later picture' of the two of us together....

December 2009

Now: -74lbs

It was a fantastic night, made all the better by numerous people telling me how great I was looking - never hurts to have a little ego boost, right!? I also got the chance to have a proper catch-up with my friend James, who spent the summer in the States working as a Summer Camp Counsellor - I am beyond jealous! We also went to two places that I'd never been to before in Canterbury, meaning that #16 of my 21 Before 22 list is now well underway. The first bar we went to was called the Ballroom, and it was absolutely gorgeous. It is actually a converted ballroom and is all high ceilings and chandeliers and delicious cocktails (and you can see from the one in my hand in that photo - mmmm, Mojitos!). The second place we went to was the standard haunt for all the sports societies who want to watch the games throughout the year, hence the reason I've never been. It was a fairly grotty old pub but it had a good atmosphere and decent music and I'm never one to look a cheap Bacardi and Diet Coke in the mouth, so I went with it!

Unfortunately my camera gave up the fight last week and is now in camera heaven (don't worry, my student loan just came in so I'm planning to replace it by the end of the week) but Katie had hers so there are plenty of photos of the evening!

 Katie, Me, Sophie and Em...and yes, Em really was that short - she went heel-less. Cop out.

Bigging up B'Town...we're so cool.

Yeah, not quite sure what was going on with my hair by this point...

Love her!

And finally, a full length shot of yours truly...
That dress is a size 14 by the way. Yeah, thats right, size 14. GET IN.

[Dress: Dorothy Perkins
Clutch bag: Dorothy Perkins
Necklace: New Look
Tights: M&S
Wedges: New Look]

I hope everyone is having a good week!

Lauren xx

P.S I'm getting told off for not mentioning my housemates enough...I think they're jealous because I clearly love the girls more than them! In fairness, this is what happens when I try to have a photo taken with the four of them:

 Yes, Mark is licking my face...

 And I think this one says it all!

Aren't they darlings? All I can say is thank God they're pretty, otherwise I wouldn't put up with it! These photos were taken last Saturday night on my birthday night out. We were all extremely intoxicated by this point...but that is definitely no excuse!

Thursday, 22 September 2011

Wednesday Weigh-In Post...on Thursday.

Sorry for my rubbishness at keeping the blog updated with WI results recently...can't help but feel that as the whole Weight Watchers thing is the actual point of this blog, I should probably make more of an effort to keep you in the loop! Permission granted to shout at me if I keep being shit!

Anyway, so I weighed yesterday at my Fat Club Weight Watchers meeting, and after a week of 21st birthday over-indulgence I stayed the same!! I actually told my leader to 'shut up' when she told me that! How can I have stayed the same after curries, cakes, chinese takeout, cooked breakfasts, LOTS of chocolate and more alcohol than I want to think about?? I didn't point or track anything from last Wednesday onwards either. I think my saving grace is that I had what I wanted...and nothing more than that. It wasn't like I was eating rubbish for the sake of it. I also spent more time at the gym and pushed myself that little bit harder while I was there. Apparently this exercise stuff that everyone has been yapping on about actually works - who knew!? 

We're still only halfway through Freshers week, and despite my best efforts and all the good intentions in the world, yesterday turned out to be a bit of write-off anyway - far too many Snakebites, washed down with cheesy chips when I got home. Bad Fat Fighter!

I'm not going out again now until Saturday, to celebrate my friend Jack's 21st birthday (you can see him in my 'start' picture on the side of the blog), so until then I'm just going to be super super super good and hope that my housemates don't lead me astray - they're already talking about going onto campus today to get free Dominoes pizza from the Freshers Fair! They're so naughty!

I hope everyone is having a good week! If you're a new or returning student, how is your Freshers week going?

Lauren xx

Tuesday, 20 September 2011

All Sorts Of Ramblings.

Without going into too many details (I want my blog to be a happy place!), I had a shitty shitty day yesterday. When I really stop and think about it, I can see that it was probably all my own fault - I let the people who don't matter overshadow the people that do. For the last five years I've had this warped idea that the only person who can fix me is the person that broke me in the first place - and that just isn't so. The only person that can fix me is me. It took a hell of a long time for me to face up to the fact that I was dangerously overweight and even more dangerously unhappy. But I did face up to it, and I made the change. I'm no longer dangerously overweight, and I'm no longer dangerously unhappy. I'm far more content in my own skin than I have been for a long time, maybe even forever. But that doesn't mean a slight knock can't push me down again. It takes a lot of compliments, a lot of flattering photos, a lot of lbs lost on the scales for me to feel good about myself, but all it takes is one well-placed comment by somebody who is supposed to care about me for it all to come crashing down around my ears. This is what happened last night, and the facade of self-confidence was quickly shattered.

It could have been far worse than it was. I could have fallen back down the rabbit hole that it took me a year to climb out of. Its only because I am surrounded by so many incredible people that I didn't completely fall apart. Throughout the day, every time I felt myself fraying at the edges, there was always somebody there to pull me back. Like my dad, who phoned to tell me that I looked lovely in my birthday pictures, even if that dress 'was a bit short'. And like the two friends who haven't seen me for four months, and who both did a double take when I said hello to them. And like my housemate, who put aside his own less-than-awesome night to make me feel better. He asked me the other day what my favourite part of losing weight was, and I couldn't give an answer other than the stereotypical, superficial 'pretty clothes' response. In truth I don't really have a favourite part of losing weight, because pretty much all of it is awesome. But if I had to choose, I'd say that being able to look past the negative and have some faith in myself is the best part of losing weight. I have no doubt that without the support of my incredible friends and family, I wouldn't have been able to keep a hold on myself yesterday - but I also know that it took a lot of strength from me as well. And that is something I definitely didn't have before I started this.

Fitting nicely into the theme of friends, family and support - I have received another blog award!


Liebster means 'favourite' or 'beloved' in German, and the award is designed to bring recognition to those bloggers who have fewer than 200 followers. Standard drill, if you get the award then link back to the person who gave it to you (in my case the very beautiful Krystle at Skinny Jeans Dreams) and then nominate your favourite bloggers to take part - don't forget to let them know so that they can pass on the love!!

And so, the award goes to.......drum roll please??

  • Suzette at GIRL VS GUT. Suzette did a post earlier today about self-esteem and self-belief - honestly, it was like she was writing what I was thinking! Anybody who has ever tried to lose weight can relate to what Suzette says in her blog - particularly if you're a student who is trying to juggle weight-loss with studying AND keeping you head above water financially. In fact, you probably don't even need to be losing weight to benefit from Suzette's words - who doesn't need reminding that they're beautiful every now and again?
  • Bonnie at Fat-Be-Gone. She's hilarious and ridiculously inspirational. She tells it exactly as it is, her Mental Monday posts have me in hysterics and I always look forward to what she has to say on weight-loss and life in general.
  • Need To Get Me Back. This girl keeps it real. If she slips of the wagon, she's there to share. When she has a victory in her battle of the bulge, she's there to share. Its so awesome to read about all the struggles that we all face from time to time, and to be reminded that you're not the only one who may, sometimes, accidentally, use an entire days worth of points on chocolate. (At least we're honest about it, right!?)
  • Rosie at Such Stuff As Dreams Are Made On. I don't need to say anything about Rosie other than she's my best friend and she's incredible. If you haven't already checked her blog out, then do so now. That's an order.
  • And last but certainly not least, the lovely Krystle. This girl is a one-woman affront to all the bullshit excuses that are made for not losing weight. 'I've just had a baby' - yeah, so has she, and that isn't stopping her. 'I've got a bad back' - yeah, so has she, but that sure as hell isn't going to stop her either. I never cease to be amazed by how incredible this girl is - she just doesn't stop! Reading her blog is an absolute pleasure and I can't wait to see her reach her goal in a few weeks time. I'm very proud of her!

So there you go folks, go check these lovely ladies out! And thanks again to Krystle for passing the award onto me in the first place!

In other news, I have just finished reading The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas by John Boyne - strike one off my 21 Before 22 Book List pleaseeee. The book was incredible, really beautifully written and told from the perspective of a little boy called Bruno - the nine-year-old son of the Nazi Commandant in charge of Auschwitz. His innocence makes the book all the more harrowing for the reader, and the story manages to personalize the victims of one of the most horrifying events in history - we all know how terrible the Holocaust was, but its very difficult to appreciate the victims as individuals; there were just too many of them. Boyne manages to not only portray the horrors suffered by the Jewish people in the camps, but also those inflicted upon the families of the Nazi soldiers - those swept up by the regime through no fault of their own. It was a brilliant read, and I can't recommend it enough.

Lauren xx

Sunday, 18 September 2011

Ch-ch-changes.


15/09/2008 - age 18


15/09/2009 - age 19


15/09/2010 - age 20


17/09/2011 - age 21

I don't know about anybody else out there who has lost or is losing weight, but sometimes it takes seeing an old picture of myself for me to realise how different I really look. This is exactly what happened the other day when I was perusing my tagged photos on Facebook and realised how different I do actually look and feel to how I did even as little as one year ago. I lot of the time I still see myself at the morbidly obese girl who could barely walk up a flight of stairs. It can take a real effort for me to actually stop and think about how different I am now. This is why I will never be one of those people who banishes all the 'fat photos' from the house. I want them around, because they remind me of what I don't want to be.

So, about these photos...they were all taken on my birthday nights out for my 18th, 19th, 20th and 21st. I was at my lightest on my 18th, having lost a few pounds over the summer with Weight Watchers the first time I did it - I think I was around 14st. I really couldn't tell you how much I weighed on my 19th, but as you can see from the picture it was a fair amount more than I had the year before - my cheek and jaw bones have disappeared and I look pregnant. I do remember that I was wearing a pair of size 20-22 jeggings though. They were horrendous! As for my 20th, I think somewhere around the 17st mark would be a fair estimate - I had got to the -3st mark in the August and I hadn't really tracked since then, so I had probably put a few lbs back on.

As for the most recent picture, taken last night before I went out for my official birthday night out - 14st 7.5lbs, which is definitely the lightest I've been for a long time. It was a brilliant night, the perfect way to see in  our third and final year at university, and I won't pretend that the compliments I received didn't make the night 100 times better! Sophie, Emma and Katie literally screeched like banshees when they saw me, and one of my housemates poked me in the arm and told me he was proud of me. Coming from him, thats high praise indeed! Even a girl who I have barely spoken to in the last two years told me that I looked amazing. I had serious trouble getting my ego out the door to come home, as you can imagine.

As you can see from the above picture, I kept things simple and just wore a LBD - emphasis on the 'L'...its very short. So short that if I hadn't been drunk before I left the house, I never would have had the bottle to wear it at all.


See what I mean? There is actually a story behind me coming to own this dress. I saw it a few months back in Dorothy Perkins, when I was searching for a new LBD. My previous one, a 20th birthday present from my lovely friend Heidi, was starting to get a little loose and I knew that when the time came to wish it farewell, it would leave a big staple-item shaped hole in my wardrobe. I tried this dress on in a size 18 and really loved the cut. My previous dress was similar on the top half, but then had a tulip-style skirt, whereas this one is more flared. The larger size had a little more length to it. The only thing that put me off was the £40 price tag. I couldn't justify it, and so I walked away.

Fast-forward a couple of months to last week, when I'm perusing the shops of Canterbury in search for new clothes because none of mine fit. What do I see on the sale rail in Dotty P's, but this dress? And for a much more reasonable £25. It was like fate. Or it would have been, if they'd had an 18. Not only did they not have an 18, they didn't have a 16 either.I decided to buy it anyway, in a size 14, and save it for when I'd lost another stone or two when hopefully I would be able to get into it. So I took it up to the till, along with the tan loafers I mentioned in a previous post, expecting to pay £40 for both...oh how wrong I was.

It came to £24. For both. For the dress and the loafers, £24. Turns out the dress had gone down again to £15, and once you counter in the student discount it worked out at £12 each for the shoes and dress. £12!! For a dress that I would have paid £40 two months before if I'd had the money at the time! And what made it a thousand times better was coming home, trying on the size 14 dress that I'd bought specifically with the intention of putting it in my 'in a stones time' draw, to find that it fits now. Best shopping trip ever.

I hope everyone else has had as good a weekend as I have! I may only be three days into it, but so far 21 is pretty awesome. Its definitely kicking 19 and 20's arse! Lets hope it continues to do so :)

Lauren xxx

P.S I went to my first even exercise class yesterday morning - Spin. It was the hardest I've ever worked in my life and my legs and bum are killing me, but it was awesome and I felt so virtuous afterwards. Hopefully it will counteract some of the curry/chinese takeout/chocolate/cake/alcohol damage that took place this week. It also means that I can officially cross #8 off of my 21 Before 22 list. Winner!

Saturday, 17 September 2011

21 Before 22 - The Book List.

21. Create a list of 21 must-read books, and read them all.

What can I say guys!? I'm a literature student! I love books and reading and stories, so there was always going to be something book related on the list! The only rule I applied when creating this list was that none of the books could be set texts for my university modules - for some reason that just felt like cheating. Not all of the books are what you might consider 'literature' either - I'm reading them for the sheer joy of reading, and not because some stuffy old lecturer in a tweed jacket told me I should read them - so what if some trashy chick lit found its way onto the list?

Here are the 21 books that I plan to sink my teeth into this year:

  1. Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks.
  2. The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas - John Boyne.
  3. Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte.
  4. Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen.
  5. The Book of Daniel - E. L. Doctorow.
  6. A Thousand Splendid Suns - Khaled Hosseini.
  7. The Lord of the Rings - J.R.R. Tolkien.
  8. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
  9. Little Women - Louisa May Alcott.
  10. East of Eden - John Steinbeck.
  11. A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens.
  12. Goodnight Mister Tom - Michelle Magorian.
  13. The Time-Travellers Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
  14. Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell.
  15. The Green Mile - Stephen King.
  16. Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck.
  17. A Room With A View - E.M. Forster.
  18. Atonement - Ian McEwan.
  19. The Catcher In The Rye - J.D. Salinger.
  20. One Day - David Nicholls.
  21. Thirteen Reasons Why - Jay Asher.


As always, items that I'm currently working on will be italicized like this, and if its been completed then it will be struck through like this. I'll be updating the list as I finish the books, so check out the 21 Before 22 page at the top of the blog if you want to see how I'm getting on!

Lauren xx

Friday, 16 September 2011

21 Before 22 - The Film List.

20. Create a list of 21 must-see films, and watch them all.

I'm frequently scorned by lord knows how many people for the number of 'classic' films that I haven't seen, so when I started working on my 21 Before 22 list earlier in the summer I knew that there had to be something film related on there somewhere. And so, my list of 21 must-see-this-year films was born!

  1. The Godfather, I-III.
  2. Goodfellas.
  3. It's A Wonderful Life.
  4. Casablanca.
  5. Pulp Fiction.
  6. The Elephant Man.
  7. To Kill A Mockingbird.
  8. Gone With The Wind.
  9. Hercules.
  10. Gladiator.
  11. United 93.
  12. Great Expectations.
  13. Monty Python and the Holy Grail.
  14. Breakfast at Tiffany's.
  15. One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest.
  16. Terms of Endearment. (I watched it this morning and sobbed my heart out!)
  17. The Usual Suspects.
  18. The Breakfast Club.
  19. Dances With Wolves.
  20. Schindler's List.
  21. The Color Purple.
As before, items will be struck through when they're completed, so keep checking back for updates! You can find all the details on the 21 Before 22 page of the blog :)

Lauren xx

I Should Be Asleep Right Now.

It is 6.36am here in the UK, on the day after my 21st birthday. And I'm awake. Why are you awake, I hear you cry! Your guess is as good as mine! I should be comatose until at least midday, and then nursing a stonking hangover for another two hours after that. Instead I've been awake since before 5am. And I'm not even that hungover. Go figure.

You may be of the opinion that if I don't have a hangover then I didn't celebrate my 21st in true style, and to be honest you may be right. My big birthday celebration is my trip to the Big Apple (in two weeks and six days, eeeeek), and with that in mind I wasn't really bothered about having a huge fuss on the day of my birthday. Instead, I had a very chilled day yesterday and then went out for a meal and a few drinks with my housemates in the evening. We went to our local curry house, and I totally splurged on dinner. Much like I had all day, in fact. Although in fairness to myself, it was my birthday. Besides, its not like it even counts - everybody knows that food consumed on your birthday contains no calories. Its a bit like how ordering a Diet Coke cancels out the calories in a Big Mac Meal. Its just logic really. (This rationale is why I'm not at my goal weight yet. But I don't care. Because that curry was awesome.)

In true style, my housemates got me ridiculously intoxicated with their incredibly arbitrary and annoying 'International Drinking Rules'. For those of you who may not be familiar with these rules, here are just a few of them -

  • No use of the word 'drink', or 'drunk'. You did not 'drink your drink', you 'consumed your beverage'. You are not 'drunk', you are 'intoxicated'. Use of either of the above words results in a punishment - consume two fingers.
  • No use of first names - consume two fingers.
  • No pointing - consume two fingers.
  • No foul language - consume two finger.
  • Drinking, sorry consuming with the clock - right hand for the first half of every hour, left hand for the second, except when you're doing a punishment, and then its the opposite hand.
  • If somebody says 'hows that?', you must respond with 'not out' immediately, or else consume two fingers.
  • Your beverage must not be within a fingers length of any edge of the table - consume two fingers.
....yeah, I think you see my point. These aren't even all the rules, and they're hard enough to remember when you're stone cold sober, never mind when you've got more than a few beverages in you! I made the foolish mistake of ordering a bottle of wine with my dinner - it was gone before the food arrived and I spent the entire time I was eating my prawn jalfrezi fanning my mouth and wishing I'd just had tap water. Not content with having me down a bottle of White Zinfandel in 30 minutes, they then kept a running total of the amount of rules I broke after that and made me drink an entire jug of cocktails almost immediately upon entering the pub. Mind you, they did pay for my dinner, so I probably should complain too much.

One of other wonderful/annoying thing about spending my birthday with the menfolk, aside from the Beveraging Rules, is that boys don't feel the need to be flashing a camera in your face all evening. This means that there is no risk of any outrageously drunken photos appearing on my Facebook over the next day or two, but it also means that I don't have any real documentation of my birthday outfit. The only thing I do have is this 'vanity photo', that I took in my bedroom mirror on the day that I bought the dress.



It doesn't exactly show the dress to its full advantage, but its better than nothing, right? The dress is from New Look, and came with a belt attached. Which is very good news, because without the belt its pretty much completely shapeless. I wore it with tan loafers from Dorothy Perkins (£15 in the sale, down from £40. Counter in the 20% student discount that DP are running at the moment and I paid £12 for them. Real leather. BARGAIN), and a little browny/tan cardigan from H&M. It was a really comfortable and (I hope!) flattering outfit that covered a multitude of sins, and was nice enough for an evening out without being too dressy. I'm sure I'll be wearing it again before long, and I'll be sure to have somebody snap a proper picture when I do!

I'm going to love you and leave you all for now - it seems to have taken me forever to write this post and its high-time I made myself a cup of tea and a morning-after bacon sandwich! (BTW, if you put lettuce and tomato in a bacon sandwich, it totally cancels out the calories.)

;)

Lauren xx

Thursday, 15 September 2011

21 Before 22.

I know I'm about a million years late to the party, but when I saw my friend Rosie's 23 Before 24 list back in March I knew I had to jump on the bandwagon. (Rosie has since out-done herself with a 101 in 1001 list, which you can check out here.) Unfortunately I was precisely 20 and a half at the time and only giving myself 6 months seemed a little stingy, so I decided to hold fire until my 21st rolled around. Lo and behold, the big day is upon us and my list is here - the 21 things that I would like to accomplish before my 22nd birthday in September 2012. I have actually spent a fair bit of time over the summer preparing this list, because I wanted it to be things that I really wanted to do rather than just choosing things for the sake of it.

As I start to work on things on the list, I will italicize them like this, and when I've completed them I will cross them through like this. Everyone got it? Good. Then lets begin.

  1. Get to my goal weight.
  2. Buy myself an expensive outfit to celebrate reaching my goal weight.
  3. Get another tattoo to celebrate reaching my goal weight.
  4. Visit a city in the UK that I've never been to before.
  5. Visit a city in the EU that I've never been to before.
  6. Visit a country outside of the EU.
  7. Complete a 5km fun run - the emphasis being on 'run'!
  8. Go to an exercise class.
  9. Pay off my credit card.
  10. Live vegetarian for a week.
  11. Graduate from university (preferably with a half-decent degree!)
  12. Write a letter a month to three friends (and as one of my friends is travelling next year and won't have a permanent address, emails do count!)
  13. Reach 100 followers on my blog - and have a giveaway when I do.
  14. Read five more Shakespeare plays.
  15. Spend a day at a Spa.
  16. Visit ten pubs/bars/restaurants in Canterbury that I've never been to before.
  17. Create a scrapbook or photo album of my time at university.
  18. Make a playlist of 100 favourite songs.
  19. Send a secret to PostSecret.
  20. Create a list of 21 must-see films, and watch them all.
  21. Create a list of 21 must-read books, and read them all.
Let me know what you think, and if any of the items on the list are things that you'd like to accomplish as well!

Lauren xx

Thursday, 8 September 2011

A Hair-Raising Situation.

Ok, let me preface this post by saying that I have absolutely nothing against gingers. In fact there have been many times when I have openly despaired of my red-headed cousins as they have dyed their beautiful gingery-auburn hair a plethora of different colours (they're both dark brunette at the moment, its such a waste.) Their hair was just always so shiny and pretty and what made them unique. Well, kind of. After all, how unique can you really be when you're a twin?

That being said, ginger...not for me. As much as I'd love to be able to pull it off, and as much as I curse the many celebs out there sporting the copper top...I just can't do it. The most I can manage is a dark mahogany red. So imagine my dismay yesterday when I inadvertently turned my hair into a shade of orange that would rival a carrot!

I should probably give you all a little back-story here, right?

A few months ago I decided that I was bored of the dark reddish/purple that I'd been dying my hair with for the last couple of years. I decided that I wanted to go back to my natural colour (medium brown) and eventually have a few highlights to give it a bit of interest. Unfortunately, the red dye had other ideas.

Fast forward a couple of months and I had two-inch brown roots and dark red length (and ridiculously damaged ends, but thats neither here nor there). It looked diabolical. So, being the genius person that I am, I decided the best thing for me to do would be to have my hair stripped and then re-dyed to my natural colour. And being the stingy student that I am, I decided that I didn't need a hairdresser to do it for me and that I'd be fine on my own. So, I bought the pre-lightener and a medium brown hair dye and got on with it. I'm bitterly regretting that I didn't get any pictures after the pre-lightening stage, because it went vivid yellowy orange and genuinely looked like cartoon hair. Not cool. Obviously I wasn't going to be strutting round the streets of Canterbury like that so I whacked the brown dye on afterwards.

And...it didn't take. It just turned me ginger. Not auburn or anything like that, just proper vivid orange. My housemates found it wildly entertaining and proceeded to post abusive ginger-related messages on my facebook wall (thankfully only two of them were here, had there been all four of them in the house I wouldn't have emerged from my room. At all. Ever.)


Natural Medium Brown, my arse! (Apologies for the dire photo, by the way! I had just got up! And...well, I have no excuse for the double chin!)

These ginger shenanigans resulted in me hot-footing it back to Boots this morning (sporting a ponytail, I might add) to get another hair dye. This time I went for a shade darker than the one I tried yesterday. Slightly darker than I wanted but anything was a better than sporting a Ron Weasley for another day. (I must reiterate, I have nothing against gingers...but come on! I looked fucking ridiculous!) With my mothers dire warnings of 'it might turn your hair green' ringing in my ears, I whacked that bad boy on and let it do its thing, all the while obsessively checking the mirror for signs that it was actually turning my hair green - or worse, that my hair was dissolving from too much chemical exposure in one 24 hour period (that was my best friends input, by the way.)

Lo and behold, both my mother and friend were wrong, and I have now been returned to the safe and secure realm of brunette. I never thought I'd appreciate my boring brown hair as much as I do in this moment! Its a bit darker than I was aiming for, and there is still a slight red tone to it when the light hits it, but in the grand scheme of things, I can live with that!


The lighting in my room isn't great so its actually slightly lighter than it looks in this photo, but its the best I could do! I also look kind of moody and pouty in this picture - I promise it wasn't intentional!

Ok, so now you've all shared my ginger shame, there's something else I need to let you all in on....I'm speaking of course, about weigh-in. I went back to my usual meeting this week, and it was so good to see everyone! Everyone was very complimentary about my loss over the summer, and it was also great to see how well some people are getting on. One girl, who I weighed on her first week, is now only 1.5lbs away from goal. She looks absolutely amazing! I've really missed the social aspect of going to meetings over the summer. Even though I was still attending them more or less every week, it wasn't the same as going to my usual meeting! Plus I missed my leader Jen, she's fantastic! But as good as it was to catch up with everyone, nothing put as big a smile on my face as getting on the scales and seeing a loss of 4lbs! This brings me to a grand total of 73.5lbs off, or 5st 3.5lbs for my fellow Brits. You have no idea how amazing it feels to be able to say 'I have 2st something left to lose', instead of 'I have 3st something left to lose' - especially as I vividly remember thinking to myself 'I have 8st to lose'. NOT ANY MORE!

My fantastic (if I do say so myself) loss this week has also really spurred me on to be extra good over the next few days. I have an appointment at the gym tomorrow to work up a new program so I can get the best out of my time there - I want to really focus on toning up as well as burning calories - so hopefully I can get myself back in the exercise frame of mind. I've even invested in a sports bra. Not that I need one because its not like I've got much to put in there, but still...its the thought that counts! I'm also painfully aware that its my birthday a week from today, and I know that being good over the next week will take some of the pressure off when it comes to the inevitable drinks-and-meals-out birthday celebrations that will be taking place!

Once again, thanks for listening to me rattle on! I hope everyone is having a good week :)

Lauren xx

Tuesday, 6 September 2011

Welcome to Casa Del Jonesy.

Apologies for my absentee blogger status over the last few days! I'd like to pretend that its because I have a really awesome and busy schedule, but in reality its because I don't have anything interesting to blog about! Well, nothing that warrants an entire post at any rate. Instead, I'll give you the cliff notes:


  • I got paid on Wednesday. After the tax-man had stung me for over £400 I had just over £1000 left. Fast forward to me paying September's rent, paying my mum for the NY flights that she booked on her credit car, paying £85 for a passport renewal, and setting aside money to live on until Loan Day, there wasn't an awful lot left for any 'me' spending...just enough for me to replenish my make-up bag and nail varnish collection, and treat myself to a few clothing 'essentials' from the trusty New Look and Dotty P's - including the jeans that I blogged about last week and a gorgeous dress that I'm planning to wear for the freshers week/21st birthday celebrations!
  • I weighed in last Wednesday with a 'stay the same' - 14.12. It was my first weigh-in for three weeks - one of those times when life just got in the way really - and I hadn't been particularly good. For three slightly dodgy weeks I thought staying the same was quite an achievement, although I'd like to see a decent loss this week. Keep your fingers crossed for me!
  • I finished work for the summer. After all my bitching and moaning for the last three months, I was surprised to find that I was quite sad to leave. Granted, this probably has something to do with the fact that I spent the last three days of my sentence at HRP Tower of London outside, in the sunshine, listening to the stories of the Yeomen Warders and openly mocking tourists. It was great fun and I'll miss it! See you at Christmas guys!
  • I had more cuddles with my newest little cousin! My cousin Jamie and his girlfriend Siobhan visited from Liverpool with all three kids in tow, which meant lots of cuddles with baby Rosie. She's grown so much, and literally has the coolest hair EVER! Here are a few snaps from their visit:
I told you it was cool hair!

Briefly waking up for a cuddle with Great-Nanny Joan. 

Picture time with her cousin Olivia...
Livie: Yeah, its a baby. What do you want me do with it!?
Rosie: Stop taking pictures and just let me SLEEP!

Seriously though, how cute is that hair!? I can't get over it! I tried to put a ribbon in it but her hair is so fine that it just slipped off straight away.

I've also been struck down with another dose of Lauren-Flu over the weekend - for those of you who are fairly new to this blog, you may not have read my previous post about my tendency to over-dramatise a sniffle. Because I don't want to sound like too much of a drama queen about it I will leave you with a link for aforementioned previous post. Suffice it to say that this bout of illness has been just as well received as the last one. *blows nose* *cries into mug of Lemsip*

Aaaanyway, now thats out of the way, I can get on to the fun stuff....I FINALLY MOVED INTO MY NEW HOUSE!! You know, the one I wasn't supposed to be living in because I was going to live at my dads and commute, and then my dad was getting a divorce and moving away so I couldn't do that so I ended up signing my life/sanity away by agreeing to live with four boys? (Note: Dad is no longer getting a divorce and has moved back into the conveniently-located-for-all-your-university-commuting-needs house. I was very irate when I found out). Yeah, that one. Well, I'm here, all moved in and unpacked and ready to start my third and final year at UKC. At the moment its only me and Terry in the house, and as his girlfriend is down for the week I've not seen much of him anyway. Its been very peaceful and tranquil, and I'm secure in the knowledge that all this will change when the other three move in next week. Which is why I'm making the most of it while I can!

Here are a few snaps of my new boudoir! :)

My pretty pretty boards with numerous photos, badges and fake flowers stuck to them.

My desk...so much better than the puny thing I had in my house last year! Storage space is pretty limited in my room though, so only a select few of my books and DVDs made the voyage with me this year :( :( and yes, I do have an Alex Skarsgard screensaver and a diamonte Union Jack mouse. Deal with it!

 This is what passes for a wardrobe in this place...told you storage was an issue.


 Ok, so I know I have a tendency to over-exaggerate sometimes...but this bed is the single most comfortable bed I've ever slept in! Seriously, how have I only just got this bed in my life!? Its awesome. Getting up for lectures is going to be seriously traumatic when I'm spending every night cuddled up in this bad boy!

The place already feels like home, but it will be even better when I've added more of a 'Lauren' touch to it! (Read: numerous Twilight posters on the walls. I can't help it, alright!? Its an illness.) I also love the fact that my room opens up on to the decking so its extremely light and open in here. I was going to include some pictures of it, but as its pissing with rain and has been since this morning, I thought I'd save it for another day!

Sorry for the random and rambly post guys! And I hope everyone is having an awesome week :)

Lauren xx