Thanks for all the love shown over the years guys... Its been great!
Im not sure when I'll be back to complete any stories but be rest assured, i'll be back someday- either as your favorite Chameleon or under another guise. I've opened up all my old posts, so for newbies - u can still get the full Cham experience. LOL
Love you all...
ciao
xxx
Friday, April 03, 2009
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Mini Update
Just thought i'd give a mini update on the other fella scenario.
It is now truly and completely over.
Im very proud of myself. I was able to get out of this quite easily and without any hurt feelings on either side.
Its probably just luck because said guy is moving to naij next year! Phew.
(im tempted to give a testimony at church..... if i went to church)
Charles had been annoying me for a bit but if truth be told, he hadnt really changed work-wise. I wonder why I expected him to be around much more now we are engaged when his work is still the same. I have to remember his work ethic is one of his admirable traits. Anyway, my baby is coming to London and we're spending an entire month together over christmas. Cant wait.
Needless to say, wedding plans have been pushed well into next year. I should be in naij in the new year for my trad. I still havent picked my asoebi (i think my mum has though, i told her reddish) but I have an idea of my white wedding colours. Thats a start right? Lol. My mum is very frustrated. LOL
I guess the problem is my end-goal hasnt been marraige. I love the man and Im committed to being with him till Im old and grey so what difference does it make when and how we marry. I truly beleive that if anything were to happen between now and the wedding which will cause us to break up, then it was never meant to be. And so farr, its all gravy.
This time i make a solemn promise, no more flings, no more anything. Im only allowed now to reminisce on the past.
Ciao.
xxx
I know what you did last Summer- Part 3 , soon! x
It is now truly and completely over.
Im very proud of myself. I was able to get out of this quite easily and without any hurt feelings on either side.
Its probably just luck because said guy is moving to naij next year! Phew.
(im tempted to give a testimony at church..... if i went to church)
Charles had been annoying me for a bit but if truth be told, he hadnt really changed work-wise. I wonder why I expected him to be around much more now we are engaged when his work is still the same. I have to remember his work ethic is one of his admirable traits. Anyway, my baby is coming to London and we're spending an entire month together over christmas. Cant wait.
Needless to say, wedding plans have been pushed well into next year. I should be in naij in the new year for my trad. I still havent picked my asoebi (i think my mum has though, i told her reddish) but I have an idea of my white wedding colours. Thats a start right? Lol. My mum is very frustrated. LOL
I guess the problem is my end-goal hasnt been marraige. I love the man and Im committed to being with him till Im old and grey so what difference does it make when and how we marry. I truly beleive that if anything were to happen between now and the wedding which will cause us to break up, then it was never meant to be. And so farr, its all gravy.
This time i make a solemn promise, no more flings, no more anything. Im only allowed now to reminisce on the past.
Ciao.
xxx
I know what you did last Summer- Part 3 , soon! x
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
I know what you did last summer - Part 2
Summer 2007 cont....
Okay, so continuing from my last post (sorry for the interruption but this blogging thing takes up more time than i thought). Anyways, this guy, cant remember if i named him or not, essentially suggested that we both go to paris for dinner, and no prizes for guessing that i'd probably be the digestif.
So this was a tough one for me. Because of the way we met, I knew he was quite close to a particular circle of friends. Whats that 6 degrees of seperation theory? I prefer 10, and this guy was probably a 3 degrees scenario. lol. I really had to think about it. I knew he was loaded and I knew it wasnt loaded as in, comfortable. It was wealthy no problem getting me 2 new pairs of Loubs, that LV carrier i'd been obsessing about and maybe even a 'Patek phillipe' kinda wealthy. He was also savvy, well travelled and cultured. Who'd have expected the name of that restaurant from his lips? The only reason I knew about it was because my friend kept raving about on her way to Cannes (it wasnt till later another friend told me that she only went there for apertifs *hiss*).
It was Thursday when he called me and asked to meet at St Martins Lane hotel for drinks and as i was already in the area, I was there in less than an hour. He's at the bar and we're chatting away and he asks me again if i'll go to Paris with him. This time i noticed the wedding band.
I mean its not like im in some 50's movie being swept off my feet by a Terrence Howard lookalike. Im sitting in a bar, with an older albeit handsome married man, who is more than likely going to compensate me for my troubles.
Still its more Breakfast at Tifanny's, less.... erm, Pretty Woman. Yes?
So why was this such a difficult decision to make.
Just as im tryin to hesitate, he brings out two eurostar tickets and tells me its for tomorrow. That i shouldnt think too much about it because i'll have the time of my life (gosh, its onlyParis. Not a ticket to Mustique)
Urghhh.... eurostar! Travelling to St Pancras station and all. What if i bump into someone? I clock the tickets closer and they are first class. Oh well. Wouldve preferred tickets for L'Avion or Silverjet. I tell him okay. He's like we'll be staying at the plaza Athenee (my belly did a flip flop) and there'll be a car the entire time.
Fastforward to the next day, Im lugging about my Anya Hindmarch trolley... tottering on 4inch fendi heels and wearing massive glasses (from H&M... lol). My skinny jeans are too skinny, my white vest is the only thing keeping me cool and my pashmina is constantly navigating between my legs or tryin to strangle me. Im soo not in the mood... and to make matter worse, Im early.
I decide to go to the champagne bar and im sitting there on my second Bellini wondering where the hell he is. The train leaves in 20minutes. I try calling. It rings and goes straight to voicemail, so i send a text and wait..... and wait. At this point, Im starting to feel sorry for myself.....
On my third Bellini and i feel a tap on my shoulder.
I turn round and its him *hisssss*
10 mins to get on the train. At this point, I wished they still allowed smoking in public places so i could stub my cigarette out on his forehead. We make a beeline for the train, seat, relax and I order more bellini's.
Off to Paris we go!
(will continue soon..... i PROMISE, its 4.50am, and because u love me so, you wont complain. lol. ciao xxx)
I'm sure you've all seen the Single Ladies video! I love it! But have you seen this?!? Puts some of us to shame. lol. enjoy!
So this was a tough one for me. Because of the way we met, I knew he was quite close to a particular circle of friends. Whats that 6 degrees of seperation theory? I prefer 10, and this guy was probably a 3 degrees scenario. lol. I really had to think about it. I knew he was loaded and I knew it wasnt loaded as in, comfortable. It was wealthy no problem getting me 2 new pairs of Loubs, that LV carrier i'd been obsessing about and maybe even a 'Patek phillipe' kinda wealthy. He was also savvy, well travelled and cultured. Who'd have expected the name of that restaurant from his lips? The only reason I knew about it was because my friend kept raving about on her way to Cannes (it wasnt till later another friend told me that she only went there for apertifs *hiss*).
It was Thursday when he called me and asked to meet at St Martins Lane hotel for drinks and as i was already in the area, I was there in less than an hour. He's at the bar and we're chatting away and he asks me again if i'll go to Paris with him. This time i noticed the wedding band.
I mean its not like im in some 50's movie being swept off my feet by a Terrence Howard lookalike. Im sitting in a bar, with an older albeit handsome married man, who is more than likely going to compensate me for my troubles.
Still its more Breakfast at Tifanny's, less.... erm, Pretty Woman. Yes?
So why was this such a difficult decision to make.
Just as im tryin to hesitate, he brings out two eurostar tickets and tells me its for tomorrow. That i shouldnt think too much about it because i'll have the time of my life (gosh, its onlyParis. Not a ticket to Mustique)
Urghhh.... eurostar! Travelling to St Pancras station and all. What if i bump into someone? I clock the tickets closer and they are first class. Oh well. Wouldve preferred tickets for L'Avion or Silverjet. I tell him okay. He's like we'll be staying at the plaza Athenee (my belly did a flip flop) and there'll be a car the entire time.
Fastforward to the next day, Im lugging about my Anya Hindmarch trolley... tottering on 4inch fendi heels and wearing massive glasses (from H&M... lol). My skinny jeans are too skinny, my white vest is the only thing keeping me cool and my pashmina is constantly navigating between my legs or tryin to strangle me. Im soo not in the mood... and to make matter worse, Im early.
I decide to go to the champagne bar and im sitting there on my second Bellini wondering where the hell he is. The train leaves in 20minutes. I try calling. It rings and goes straight to voicemail, so i send a text and wait..... and wait. At this point, Im starting to feel sorry for myself.....
On my third Bellini and i feel a tap on my shoulder.
I turn round and its him *hisssss*
10 mins to get on the train. At this point, I wished they still allowed smoking in public places so i could stub my cigarette out on his forehead. We make a beeline for the train, seat, relax and I order more bellini's.
Off to Paris we go!
(will continue soon..... i PROMISE, its 4.50am, and because u love me so, you wont complain. lol. ciao xxx)
I'm sure you've all seen the Single Ladies video! I love it! But have you seen this?!? Puts some of us to shame. lol. enjoy!
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