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Very mouthy and slightly neurotic retro enthusiast who wants to be everything but doesn't want to leave the comfort of her one house, and finds that being a bookworm can actually be funner than anything else...

Thursday 17 May 2018

Graceful sway with John



I had an interesting conversation with my friends yesterday about what girls do when we have to pee when we are out and about as them public toilets are no place for delicate tushes.

 So, what do we do if we can’t pee standing or sitting down?

Well the answer is, we hover!  We do the very supple dance move with the toilet, we do the “Surf Rider” and we hope we are not going to be “Wipe out”.
It might be a surprise to some of you out there, but a girl is thought from a young age not to put that tushy down on the disgusting public toilet sit. I was probably told this by my mama before I could even reach the toilet but I can definitely recall being told about the hover move from the moment I could pee independently.
    
Now to be honest it takes years of practice to achieve “the moves” and to balance out without using hands on the cubical walls. But I tell you, once you achieve that stage, you are called the master jedi, the overlord of the toilet tango, the queen of the comfort station.
However, for one to deserve the title, one has to have strong leg muscles, especially thigh muscles.      
So, if you think women do squats to achieve the look of Kim Kardashian’s behind, you are so wrong my friend!  We squat for one purpose and that is so we can go out without a fear of peeing in public toilets. So, we can be carefree, enjoying cold beverages without worrying what we’ll do, once the good ol’ pal bladder caves in. We do it for that, oh so graceful sway with John, we knew we’ll do at lest once that night 😉.

So, my lovely people this is how we do it, now you know and if there is a fellow woman out there who wasn’t aware of the toilet tango, STOP wasting that toilet paper for creating the toilet seat cover and join our levitation yellow lady club today, so you can make something good for the environment and your thigh strength.







Wednesday 14 February 2018

PINK GIN IS THE BEST REMEDIES FOR DAYS LIKE THIS



 We already established that I am probably the worst housewife you can ever meet. I can cook but that’s probably pretty much it when it comes to summing up the housewife of the year award 😊. To be honest that was just a project and I am aware I’m not your average girl next door and you know what, that’s OK. I like being mouthy, I like drinking my gin and I absolutely love going against the rules of what is expected.

I’ve started this blog as a project but the thing is I love writing and somehow, I got lost while doing it, thinking that no one is actually reading my crap, but it looks like that is not true at least according to my google statistic (if you can trust it, today I decided I will). So, thank you all the lovely people who take time and browse my word vomiting pages, because in reality that’s what all this is.
In the last 2 months my life changed drastically, one of my main narratives of this blog, Mr. Jack has sadly passed away. I cannot describe the sadness and pain I felt / am feeling. There are no more little paws steps clicking around our laminates, no more little kisses and morning huggees, but life goes on right?!

There is no one sipping coffee with me, that is not true Rob is still here but we are just too lazy to wake up in the mornings to do this routine. I guess there is no other way, then to get It out of the system until the pain converts into beautiful memories of life full of happiness and laughter. But I guess, for that you need time…

Maybe in the meantime I should do what I love most, write regardless if anyone is reading and just get it out of my system…

 I think that is what Jack would like me to do anyway…

Today I will hold my glass of pink gin up, to toast in celebration of Mr. Jack’s life, the best buddy one can ever have. May you enjoy wherever you are and thank you for the best years you gave us!!!


  

Thursday 6 July 2017

Mr. big gauge septum ring or just another asshole

To earn a bit of extra money I work night shifts on the weekend in a rock & roll pub, let’s not get into the details of where the pub is as I don’t want anyone to find me xD.

But working behind the bar can be funny and equally annoying as hell. You meet all this people serve them pint after pint sneakily listen to their conversations and laugh on the inside, but sometimes they include you in their conversation not regarding if you want it or not.

The other day there was a guy sitting behind the bar with this very pretty girl. They looked like a couple and they were having fun. I’ve seen them when I arrived in for my shift and thought they were cute. I served them their pint of Bulmer’s and then another and they were sipping it and having fun.
I was chatting with my colleague about stuff when I noticed he was looking into our direction of course I assumed he was looking for another pint when he just tried to lure me into their conversation, being polite and all I exchanged a few words and fucked off. He was one of those lads that fancies himself more than others. He was sporting a massive septum ring one of those you stretch them onto bigger sizes, he had a beard and a leather jacket and thought he is this super sexy guy (average more likely but hey, one girl’s opinion), but I guess he had the swagger girls go for. 

Anyway, back to the story. After an hour or so I saw him sitting alone waving to me to get closer, he wanted another round and then he leaned forward and was like “have I chatted to you before on Tinder?” (Dude seriously on tinder? I don’t do tinder). And he continued “you see I had a perfect match with somebody working in this pub (not me) and I had a feeling it was you (still not me Mr. big gauge septum ring). I asked him where his girlfriend is and he told me she went to piss (smooth man) and that she is not his girl she is just a moth he found on Tinder (yes of course). Apparently, he does it every weekend with a different bird, just having fun. Seriously man you are putting the moves while on a date being a shit head and explaining tinder to me (what an ass).  

Everyone knows I have a lovely boyfriend so I don’t give a shit about this type of lads so when his “moth” came back they moved away from the bar but don’t worry, before the "lad" went home he actually came back to me and told me he is going now but we will see each other again, like WTF.  I don’t know you, if I work behind the bar that doesn’t make me single and on the market and if you do happen to fancy me cut the crappy attitude be nice, have a chat with me but don’t be all Mr. dickhead having a date with another girl while trying to chat me up. Honestly and put some money in the tip jar xD

But hey this is just one of the delightful events I have pleasure to be apart, serving Mr. big gauge septum ring while he is putting shitty moves on me and having a date with a random moth at the same time. Life is just fantastic, isn’t it?

Stay tuned for more delightful stories

Xoxo Miss Enea 

Wednesday 5 July 2017

I am back

I’ve been quiet for a long time now; a lot of things have happened in the time but one thing is still the same, I am still a terrible housewife and you know what, it’s OK!!!

There are many reasons why I was quiet, I was lazy, too busy but mainly I think I was stuck in a vortex of overworking and being unhappy, trying to please everyone else just not myself and in the middle of that process I forgot about things I enjoy, like writing. I felt I was sinking further and further down the rabbit hole trying to achieve something I actually deep down in my heart never really wanted; as I always say I am not a 9-5 person.
The answer to my problem? I quit my job I am no longer a bookseller, don’t get me wrong I still love my books but I got bored, I needed something new and exciting something where I could be me, with all colures and no hiding, just me!

When I was younger I always wanted to be involved and surrounded with non-everyday things; music, art, good people who are likeminded and somehow, I could never find it, fit in, but sometimes you need to go through tough shit before you can get to what you always wanted. Before I moved to Ireland I wanted to become a piercer and I was working in that direction but as it happened I moved countries and forgot about it as life goes on. But you know what? Sometimes good things happen when you least expect it and because I chanced sending my CV to a tattoo shop for a receptions job and not just got it but I also got an opportunity to become their piercing apprentice, and how fucking sweet is that 😊.
So, my point with this post is that in life shit happens, sometimes it follows you, craps all over you and makes it impossibly dirty to cope with it but if you believe in yourself just a teeny tiny bit and bite into something new you can achieve something you thought is unachievable.  

And with that I can say Miss Enea is back, with all her sassiness and happiness, the upside-down cakes and awesome pizzas so stay tuned :).


Love Miss Enea 


Friday 18 November 2016

Gosh time is flying when you have fun...

Since the last time a lot of thigs happened. I went to London for Miss Pinup international, clearly I didn’t win because otherwise I would spam everything with my pictures wearing the winner’s ribbon, but I didn’t go there to win I went because I wanted to prove myself that I can achieve anything I want and in this case I wanted to first of all, gather the courage and apply, but also get enough votes to get in the final. I honestly never believed I could but thanks to all of you I did and I had an awesome time meeting a lovely pinup gang at the event.  

Work is also getting crazy because we are in the Christmas time but most importantly last year I won, a voucher for a photoshoot with the amazing Secret Boudoir photography studio at this amazing burlesque charity event. I was mustering my courage for like forever and then in one point I even forgot about the voucher, misplaced it and found it again…So last moth I booked my appointment and decided to finally get it over with. It was freaking amazing, yes I was sore from all the posing (it’s not that easy holding a pose still) but I felt super sexy and the photos turned out to be smashing If I may say so myself…
Well all the credit goes to the amazing photographer Laura, who made me feel super relaxed and made the whole experience fun!!

I’ll leave some pictures below so you can appreciate the fine art of pinup ;)






PS: don’t forget I love you all!!! 

Wednesday 21 September 2016

Friends, chocolates and over-the-top sexy panties!!!


It’s been a while, I know, I know… but I’ve been super busy…
We moved the whole shop around, there was a new Harry Potter book, so naturally we had a midnight party for it, and there was summer and actual good weather- I got a tan!!!

But of course there was a lot of preparations for the upcoming competition.
I put a lot of thought in my talent and once I discovered it I put equal amount of thought and work into it. I think it’s perfect, but I’m still not letting you know what it is… Wait and see!

I could go on and on of why I haven’t written much, well I was busy and lazy and let’s leave it at that. 
I won’t go in to details because I simply cannot remember, instead I’ll write about friends.
You know it’s good to have them and the nuttier they are the better! My friends decided they’ll go with me on the competition (couse honestly, I need all the support I can get), we booked our accommodation and flight tickets. We planed the whole thing and in the whole process I felt a bit bad for Robert, because he’ll be surrounded by three giggly girls at all time, but hey at the very end of the day I think he’s in for a good time-I hope…
So yeah everything was planned and all was prepared for our London invasion, unfortunately one of my friends couldn’t get the days off work and the plan got ruined! A great fun plan, was missing one cookie person. We all felt really bad, but I absolutely have to go and compete so we promised her we’re bringing something awesome back from London and that was that.

This whole story is more or less irrelevant but today I met my Friend, you know the one who cannot come with us, for a nice lunching and chitchat. And you know what, at the very end she gave me a little wrinkled brown bag and said “This is for you, for your competition and for the after”. As I looked in to the bag I couldn’t stop laughing, I found nice chocolates, fake eyelashes and a pair of over-the-top sexy panties. And just so you know the panties are meant for good support at the competition, if you know what I mean…

Any who, only a cookie friend can bring you sexy panties and make it awesome, so if you have friends like that, stick to them couse they are keepers!! 


Saturday 16 April 2016



Yesterday on the 15th of April, 5 years ago was my prom night. I had dreadlocks and still managed to rock this amazing vintage prom dres from Vivien of Holloway. Me and Robert were just friends back then but he was my prom date and it was amazing. We were clueless, we didn't care what the future has for us, we were facing final exams and thought this was the toughest time of our life,we could hardly called our self adults but we enjoyed every single moment of it.

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Monday 4 April 2016

Don't forget to vote for me in the Miss Pinup International competition.
To do so just follow the link below and hit VOTE button, no registration needed.

What a week


My lovely followers, previous week has been completely bananas…
Not only I’ve tried to be the best of the best housewives on this planet but it was busy with work stuff, photoshoots, Easter celebration and applications for Miss Pinup International.
I have to point out that thank Jesus (literally…*drums*) for Easter celebration and its chocolate goodies, because otherwise I have no idea how I would manage to be Miss Super Housewife/model/bookseller and wonderful cheerful person that I am.

Wednesday 23 March 2016