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Comparison is the thief if joy.

Dear friends and other interesting creatures,

Scrolling through social media tonight, I felt like an absolute failure. Clearly not living my best life in my curvy girl jeans.

It FEELS like everyone on my feed is out there living their best lives in their skinny bodies, fancy clothes, beautiful homes, perfect bloody everything with ample opportunities that just seem to keep rolling in, and then there is me.

Yes, for this moment… woe is indeed me. Silence. Hear me out.

A flashing neon hashtag #blessed, highlighting that people only show what they want us to see. All this perfection.

In reality, people do not live a Pinterest life. All moments are not Instagram worthy. Each individual have their own bag full of burdens.

We all just do the best we know how at any given moment, some are just better with lighting and filters!

So this is a reminder that we all feel like we are not good enough at some point. Like we did not make the cut. We did not get chosen to be on the team. You feel me?

An even greater rolling thunder reminder not to believe all the crap you tell yourself in the dead of night.

Be real. Be raw. Hurt. Cry. Laugh. Feel joy. Admit when you feel your grip slipping. Your true tribe will remind you that you are fierce when you forget.

Slay! #Bless 😉

I wish you enough,

Wenchy

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Because flapjacks… 💋

Dear friends and other interesting creatures,

💓 The details are in the simplicity of what makes life so good.
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💓 I eat my flapjacks plain. Nothing fancy needed.
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💓 Sometimes our physical health slows us down. This is frustrating but can be both a blessing and a curse.
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💓 While recovering from bronchitis, I cried through several episodes of @queereye. I expected make overs. I got so much more! Watch!
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💓 I made a rocking slow cooker meal last night. Winner I am!
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💓 I need more 😴 sleep or again need to adjust how I take my meds. Am too tired in the morning. Bloody hell.
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💓 I bit my lip on the inside of my mouth on Sunday and everyday since then. 😳 I feel like I am walking around with a swollen face, not just lip!
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💓 I coloured my hair last week and there is grey bits already. I love this mermaid hair but it demands so much of my time and effort.
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💓 I need to visit @e4eleganc to fix my nails, desperately! Anxiety is unkind to beauty.

I wish you enough,

Wenchy

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#wenchytude
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🎵 5 Things about this week.. and it is only Wednesday morning … 🎵

Dear friends and other interesting creatures,


1.🎶 My husband’s former wife and I, have decided to branch into a business venture together. We only just kicked off, so follow our journey at JS Designs. I’m lit like that. 😋

2.🎶 When I go to hospital, I do so sharing my room with a celebrity that turned nurse’s into giggling school girls. Rooming with the cool kids. I’m obvious like that.

3.🎶 I’ve got events Thursday to Sunday. From Babylon to Bryanston! 🤪 Okay that was funnier in my head. I’m unapologetic like that.

4.🎶 Anxiety got the better of me and I destroyed my nails. When contacting E4Elegance to clean up my royal mess, I was met kindness. I’m blessed like that. 💜

5.🎶 I’ve run out of Dove soap. I’m now using little bottles of body wash from various hotels I reviewed with @SirNoid last year. I visualising my future of lavish holidays into being. I’m extra like that.

There is nothing more awful, insulting, and depressing than banality.

– Anton Pavlovič Čechov

I wish you enough,

Wenchy

#wenchytude
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And all that’s best of dark and bright. 

My dear Tim,

I was asked who you were to me this week. For the first time in 18 years, I managed to explain your accidental death and our relationship in only a few lines. I spoke with clarity, tenderness, and honesty.

My Tim

Thank you for always seeing me… in an ocean of people. You said it was impossible not to. You would be surprised.

I’m sorry for the decision I made for you. Forgive me. A Swan on water.

No more regrets Timmy.
Wench x

PS. I recall the day you recited this to me. It took me by surprise.

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow’d to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent. 

–  Lord Byron

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Got Milk? 

Dear friends and other interesting creatures, 

This morning I was making coffee and shook the milk bottle. Why exactly, I don’t know. The bottle was not closed properly so as I looked down, droplets of milk all over my breasts. My immediate thought was “Got milk?”. I know, dead sexy right? 

The power of advertising. Twenty years after the series of commercials was first made with celebrities showing off a milk moustache, it was still my first thought. 

I made hot chocolate instead. 

I wish you enough 

Wenchy