Archive for December, 2010

Christmas Fantasy Wishlist

Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010

Is it just me or has EVERYONE finished their Christmas shopping? Traditionally leaving things to Christmas Eve (and the will of the gods), I am yet to attempt it. Thinking about those who have made it onto my “nice not naughty” list and what to get them, I started to think about the possibilities of what we really desire.

If you could have one present this Christmas: real, imaginary, magical, impossible – it doesn’t matter. It’s fun to let your imagination run wild with this one and I decided to conduct a poll on what you all are truly wishing for. Forget a new pair of slippers, mandatory socks and Westlife’s Greatest Hits, it’s Christmas and you’re allowed to dream. So, without further ado, here is  your Fantasy Wishlist…

A Taste of the Good Life:

  • A holiday home (somewhere hot)
  • An olympic sized swimming pool filled with champagne
  • An 18th Century Stately Home (with an 18th Century wardrobe) – well, it’s your fantasy!
  • A condo in San Francisco
  • A man slave on call 24/7 to mix up Martinis for whenever the mood strikes
  • An entourage

A home from home Manslave & Martini Batmobile

That’s How We Roll:

  • A Dr. Who telephone box
  • The water slide through London from the Barclaycard ad
  • A Batmobile
  • A personal chauffeur
  • A Roman chariot
BeyonceBueller anyone?Gizmo
The Impossible:
  • A Nimbus 3000 (for those who don’t know that’s Harry Potter’s broomstick, probably the best one to play quidditch with).
  • A personal chauffeur
  • A gizmo (the adorable thing from Gremlins)
  • Ferris Bueller’s Day Off – not the actual movie, just HIS day off
  • A private concert with  Jim Morrison, John Lennon, Elvis and Michael Jackson
  • Beyonce

So This Is Christmas

Thursday, December 16th, 2010

It really has come out of nowhere. Last Christmas Eve my train was delayed two hours and I was stranded in Liverpool, having done no Christmas shopping whatsoever and having to angrily peer in through the shutters at the staff cashing up the tills. Christmas morning joy isn’t really the same when you have to apologetically give people hugs instead of presents, and promise to nip out first thing on Boxing Day. Shame on me.

But this time of year is always fraught with rushing around, trying to get things done at work before everything closes up all whilst battling Christmas party hangovers (I’ve managed to up the count threefold this year). A friend of mine bravely attempted Oxford Circus yesterday afternoon only to escape with a minor panic attack and retreat empty handed. Far too much stress if  you ask me.

In the midst of all the madness, the true meaning of the holiday is often forgotten so as an afternoon treat, I’ve unearthed this clever little video for all you social media mavens. So relax, have a giggle, and remember, it’s only Christmas!

Note: You might want to mute the annoying music!

X Factor Boys Are A Little Naughty…

Tuesday, December 14th, 2010

Did you know that more than 20 million people tuned into to watch this year’s X Factor final? Taking 60% of Sunday night’s total viewing audience, Simon Cowell’s glorified talent show smashed TV ratings records and has pulled in more viewers than any other show (sports not included) could even get close to. Were you one of the many who watched the lovely little Harry from One Direction whisper something ever so rude into winner Matt Cardle’s ear?

X Factor Final 2010

X Factor boys set to break hearts?

The video hit  Youtube first thing Monday morning and has since received a 244,256 views, with other videos showing Harry in slow motion say into Dermott’s mic “Think how much p*ssy you’re going to get”.  Absolutely shocking behaviour from the curly haired sprog! Still, it provided plenty of laughs on Monday afternoon in the office, especially when the slow motion version was circulated.

It seems that this season’ s X Factor has brought more media attention and scandal into the mix than any other, and while most stories seemed to concentrate on how much the British public loathed Katie “Weasel”, the others were riddled with love dramas of the X Factor boys. Matt Cardle was busy ditching his painter/decorator lifestyle in favour of supposedly hooking up with every makeup artist, production assistant on set, Cher Lloyd was secretely in love with Aiden and even Wagner was pulling moves on Mary Byrne. No one, however, could have anticipated the naughty behaviour of the One Direction boys.

Despite Harry’s pretty explicit statement as 20 million viewers watched the climax moments of Matt Cardle performing his new single after being announced the winner, he’s not the only one who has been using his time on the X Factor to educate himself. Fellow boyband member, Zayn Malik has confirmed he is with Geneva Lane from ex contestants, Belle Amie. Apparently dating for quite a while now, they both blasted the news on Twitter, later stating that they were told to keep things quiet. And what’s more, Liam was apparently pining after Cher  halfway through the series whilst she was cited to have exchanged flirtacious pleasantries with Simon Cowell. A lot of it sounds like a load of hyped up rubbish if you ask me and it’s a shame that the focus of this year’s show was drowned in contestant controversy. Is anyone else glad it’s all over?

The Dating Game And Its New Rules (Part III)

Friday, December 10th, 2010

The most potentially terrifying thing about starting something new with someone is awkwardly recognising the moments when that relationship needs to be defined. The moments I’m referring to here are those moments when friends (sometimes more embarrassingly, mutual friends) ask the “So, what’s happening with you guys?” or when waiters in your local restaurants refer to the person you’re with as your boyfriend/girlfriend. For example, “And what would your beautiful girlfriend like to drink?” I die.

As if this wasn’t bad enough, you’re also asked to define the “relationship” on the internet  (hiss boo to the democratisation of it all). Are you single, in a relationship or is it complicated?  According to the the movie The Social Network, the idea of knowing the “relationship status” of the person you were potentially pursuing was the single most important defining factor of Facebook. How are we connected to that person, how can we be connected to them and more importantly, who are they connected to and in what way? Essentially, this is what it’s all about.

The Social Network

Has Zuckerberg changed the way we define our relationships?

So, when does that moment come when you change your relationship status? In the words of my friend’s little brother who was once commenting on what we like to loosely term as a “lycra relationship”, “It’s not official, until it’s Facebook official”. For the younger half of my generation, it’s Facebook and other social media that define your relationship rather than the apparently outdated, “where is this going”? conversation. Maybe I’m old fashioned but I actually anticipate and love that moment when both parties realise they have a mutual interest in one another, especially if it catches you off guard.

I’m still unsure as to how changing your relationship status on Facebook is actually negotiated. Do you ask the person beforehand? To avoid said awkwardness, I was in a “it’s complicated” relationship with my cat for a very long time. After raising this with someone, they told me that a friend of theirs had said (don’t you just love the chain of communication here) that if you and your significant other decide to do it at exactly the same moment, it cancels it out on your news feed and won’t show up. Hmmm, forgive me for being dubious.

The moment recently happened when my latest love interest very casually asked if I was ok with him changing his relationship status. Although I was a little caught off guard, I was nonetheless eased by the nonchalance in the way he asked and also the way he reassured me that it didn’t mean that I had to do the same. In fact, I  didn’t have to be involved at all. For him, it had nothing to do with defining the relationship (he felt that this was obvious), it was more about communicating the existence of one. I think this was what self-confessed geek Zuckerberg intended when he designed the relationship status concept, that it’s in the communication of the relationship where the heart of it lies.

What do we think here? We would like to know about the moments when you decided to send out relationship requests. Are they a good idea? Or, should we stay in comedy faux relationships with our pets? Does this complicate things and is it best to keep things private? Also, what I am supposed to do now?

Your Place Or Mine?

Tuesday, December 7th, 2010

It has to be said, speaking from recent experience, that finding a flatmate or a place to live in London is harder than finding a partner. Fact. What should be a relatively simple and uncomplicated process is instead a rigomorole of one step forward, ten steps back. Not only is it near impossible to find the right place, in the right area for the right price, but it’s even worse trying to find someone to live with.

When you meet a potential flatmate it’s not too dissimilar from a blind date. You go into it without knowing too much having only exchanged the odd email or text message. You don’t know what they look like, how they dress, how they talk etc and considering you are potentially entering into quite an intimate agreement, it’s fankly quite bizarre. After exchanging pleasantries and the usual rubbish small talk about the weather or traffic, the “interview” begins.

Both of you spend time awkwardly discussing likes, dislikes, interests and social habits. Just as you wouldn’t want to convey a promiscuous, reckless image of yourself on a date, you take the same measured steps in trying to romance your flatmate. Essentially, you’re trying to come across as normal a human being as possible without sending signals that you’re boring, dull and wouldn’t add anything to the house dynamic. As on a first date, when its unwritten code to let the gentleman pay so as to avoid any uncomfortable money drama, on first meeting a flatmate it’s already been made clear beforehand the financial terms of whatever contract will be entered into. So much so, that it almost seems rude to raise questions about deposits on the first “flatmate date”.

The perfect place

Is this perfect place as elusive as the perfect partner?

The crossover between the two worlds of finding a flatmate and finding a soulmate are not only apparent to myself, but also many others. At least those who have introduced the idea of “flatmating” – the speed dating style event that is geared to helping you find the perfect living partner. And don’t think that it doesn’t go two ways. Upon stumbling across what seemed like the perfect deal (right place, right price, right people), I felt like I had charmed my way into one particular East London apartment until I was turned down on the basis that one of the tenants would have rather taken me out for drinks than live with me.

He thought by refusing me the apartment but offering to take me out, was a perfectly acceptable thing to do. So there you have it, it’s easier to pick up someone than to find somewhere to live! Note to fellow daters, you should feel encouraged by this and note to fellow househunters, I feel your pain.