Ellie's Blog

Love me, love my room

posted by Ellie on Aug 10, 2009
Last week you will remember that I moved into a new apartment with my super lovely, super wealthy, a little insensitive friend. Well after my initial tearful weekend, things soon settled and I turned my attentions to the bedroom.   No, not some rampant sexfest, although that isn’t entirely out of the question, once I’ve reworked my new room. For anyone who rents a room...read more

Don't pity me, I still wear chiffon (just)

posted by Ellie on Aug 3, 2009
 After last week’s flat finding problems, I was at the end of my tether and had fallen into a bit of a depression.   Thankfully, just when all has started to seem terrible, beyond repair, my friend suddenly appeared proclaiming her need for a new flat mate. Is she an angel in disguise as an uptown fashionista? Quite possibly. I jumped at the chance to move in with Lizzy,...read more

Home rotten home

posted by Ellie on Jul 27, 2009
 So, it’s got to that time of year when my flat’s lease is up, and I have to make the decision to stay in my money draining rat hole or move on to pastures not so new. Because of my fairly dramatic pay cut and my spiralling bills, a nice chic flat is out of my not so well manicured grasp.   Anyone who lives in London or has visited a friend there will know...read more

Swishing to serenity

posted by Ellie on Jul 20, 2009
 So it’s been awhile since I last updated you on my love life. So it has been going fairly swimmingly. We have now been on a few dates and I have been invited to a very dressy, very serious 'work do'.   Now any girl knows that a ‘work do’ is actually a trial. Will his friends approve? Do you compliment each other as a couple? Are you a couple? All these...read more

Am I a shopaholic?

posted by Ellie on Jul 12, 2009
 For the first time I watched Confessions of a Shopaholic and I was faced with a grim reality. That was my life on screen. I to am obsessed with every item of clothing, I want it all and I don’t let my dwindling pay packet stop me. Although I would like to say that I have managed to stop myself getting into severe debt, I am in debt nonetheless. And this week I suffered buyers...read more

Jelly legs

posted by Ellie on Jul 6, 2009
So after all my hard work working out in the park and feeling inspired by the man of my dreams I was feeling better than ever.   Yes the sun is out and this week I thought, “yeah I look great, I feel great, it’s time to pull out the shorts”… so I did. Now thanks to a little thing called debt I couldn’t afford a new pair of shorts, oh how I dream of a...read more

Move over Nigella, Ellie's here

posted by Ellie on Jun 26, 2009
Now, where did I leave you? Oh yes I remember I was in a salvaged outfit and off to meet the man of my dreams. So, the getting out of the house bit went very well, I then strolled up the street to meet him. I say ‘strolled’ I think ‘delicately plodded’ is probably a better description. I’d forgotten that my housemate has slightly larger feet than me and by the...read more

A girl on the prowl

posted by Ellie on Jun 19, 2009
  Isn’t it amazing how everything can feel like the end of the world and the next you’re walking on air, without a care in the world?! Well I care, just not as much. Oh yes, the world is beautiful, birds are singing. What’s the secret to my newfound joy? I’ll give you a hint, it isn’t a pay rise, so what else can possibly make a girl’s mood lift so...read more

The tribe of the chiconomista's

posted by Ellie on Jun 12, 2009
  Today was not that fun. They say to people with addictions that the first step towards a new life is admitting it. So after admitting it to myself, I thought it high time to inform my friends of my newfound lack of wealth.   I expect many of you have similar strange groups of friends, there’s always the more normal one who hides it under a quirkier façade,...read more

In the beginning

posted by Ellie on Jun 5, 2009
So here I am, it’s 5th June and I’m alone in my house. I’m sat here with an expression of fear, shock and panic. Like witnessing a car crash, I’m appalled but yet I can’t stop staring. But what is it that distresses me so much? A horror film? A TV show? Some freaky documentary? I wish! Instead I’m sat in front of an opened bank statement with a pile...read more