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The fancy dress code

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The Dress code

So it’s kicked off. Some of the people who come to casa de Chelsea are annoyed that whilst they make effort and get dressed up AS PER THE THEME others choose that they don’t have to. I almost had a riot on my hands. And I can see why as many people put a lot of effort into their outfits. We had the fangs (mine fell off :( ), Steve Urkel, a clown, some pussies and lots of more masks. But there were a few that I had to ask who they were as i hadn’t seen the films and some who just didn’t dress up at all. Maybe it was abstract?

What to do what to do?

There is an annual soiree that I attend. It’s a Drag Queen Party. We aren’t allowed to take photos and everyone must dress up. IF someone comes without dress there is a box of leftovers from previous years and they must dig in and get involved. I never really got the logic behind it as clearly I have my outfit planned 3 months in advance of the event. But now I get it. Either you follow the rules or you don’t.

My themes are hardly hectic. Yes there is the odd costume party – it’s Halloween for goodness sake – but apart from that I tend to stick to colours to make it easier for people to do other things that night. I’m not tyrannical but I may just have to become so. I don’t want some guests angered that they weren’t allowed to flaunt the rules.

So be warned that at next party I’m having security on the door. If you’re not in dress or following the theme then you’re not coming in! sorry my lovelies but it will ensure that everyone gets into the spirit of the event.

You have 8 weeks notice until New Years Eve. Don’t say you weren’t told.

The End!

 

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Wedding expo blues

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Wedding Expo

She’s getting married. She’s 4 years younger than me. I’m not jealous. I’m happy for her.

OK I’m a bit peeved that she’s getting married and I’m struggling to make it to the tricky second date. But to be honest that’s not my main concern. My main concern is that I’m expected to get involved in the wedding and care as much as she does. Why? It’s not my wedding. Mine is all ready and good to go. I’ve got a notebook with all the details in case I ever suffer amnesia and I can push that baby out in 3 weeks once the groom has been confirmed… found…sedated into submission, whatever!

Anyway I can’t say too much about the details of said wedding as 1) I’m not party to the majority of the details. The theme is a surprise, even to me. 2) Because I’ve been married before I’ve been warned that I’m not allowed to boss or advise. She wants to make her own mistakes and 3) she’s a bridezilla in the making.

The wedding is over a year away and already the signs are there. I was told that I would have to lose weight by March as that’s when the fittings start. This as I was dragged around a wedding expo in Earls Court listening to false patter about how that dress would look wonderful on me before they quickly turned away when they realised I wasn’t the emotive credit card wielding bride. One coked out looking guy gave his aggressive sales patter for a Hen party spa day on Kings Road and then ruined it by asking if I was the mother of the bride. I will NEVER go to Faces on Kings Road. Ever.

Bridesmaids, as that is what I am going to be, are cheap labour. We are forced to do all of those jobs the groom refuses to do and look like we are enjoying it. I don’t understand why this fallacy is supported by all of society. I want out. I want to turn up on the day, dress in a dress that fits and get drunk like she did at my wedding. But something tells me I’m going to be on duty all night in case one of the errant 5 children allowed to attend come within 5 metres of her dress.

Back the expo and I’ll say this: Wedding expos are for brides who haven’t got an original or creative bone in their bodies. Like in Don’t tell the Bride where they all bleat on about wanting a traditional English wedding in a drafty church I always assumed a wedding was meant to be something you do with the groom. A massive party to announce to the world that if anyone dares touch either of you again the other has legal rights to beat you up. No?

I’m not really a fan of expos. A bunch of sales people trying to sell you a dream home overseas which turns out to be a B&Q tool shed or Erotica….selling cheal home counties sex for those who don’t get any. At least the French expo I went to 5 years ago had decent food. This one had cheap champagne and stodgy cake. I gave all samples my best shot but, how am I expected to lose weight by March at this rate?

Pray for me my precious, this is going to be a LOOOOOONG trail of a year.

© Chelsea Black

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Happy Birthday Boudoir Lashes

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Boudoir Lashes

Yesterday saw a delicious event at Jewel bar Piccadilly for Boudoir Lashes. Celebrating their first birthday party, Asma and team put on a delightful mix of treatments such as nails, henna and spray tanning (I gracefully opted out of that one). I was instead distracted by the food and champagne. I’m a sucker for a flute or two of the bubbly.

I had to leave early so missed a lot of the night but already it was a mix of ethnicities and women across economic boundaries. That’s what I love about treatments as opposed to fashion; the diversity. Most I spoke to had known Asma for a while which highlighted to me the importance of the relationship when people are getting their bodies taken care of. It’s more than just a quick anonymous pedicure at those salons where they don’t talk to you except to ask you to lift your other leg. The eyes are the windows to the soul and as such the lashes frame them. It’s important that it looks right and that the person doing it has a sense of the person you are.  A while ago I got my lashes done. I never felt prettier and I’m a tomboy. I wanted drag queen lashes as it my tendency to go big but instead got natural looking extensions that suite my face. You can’t argue with this pint sized dynamo. She knows her shit.

As with all these events I came expecting very little and left with a great goody bag. All of the products are homemade but professional. I’m going to experiment over the coming weeks but the lipstick went straight on! I missed the burlesque dancing although the dancers were there early posing by the bar. Next time my pretties we will swap moves.

Asma is a delight and definitely one to watch as the business grows in the near future. I’m glad to be on the client list before I’m referred to someone else who doesn’t ignore my demands for massive drag queen lashes. My advice? Book soon before she outgrows her space in Beccas, South Ken

© Chelsea Black

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