Belfast Fashion Week

So last night I went to the press night for the opening of Belfast Fashion Week
Laura and I got all dressed up in our most fashionable atire, got in the mood for 'playing it cool' and off we went!
Sadly the show was rather disappointing but the free drink and goody bag much appreciated!
To cut a long story short, at 2am we were in The Merchant Hotel pissed as farts, drinking cocktails and not looking as sophisticated as we had intented!! Today my head hurts and i am never drinking again!

Get The Party Started, It's Friday Night...

...Everybody's moving to the rhythm of the night!

Except me! It's Friday night and Rosa is staying in!! Whoa!
Belfast is going to be a quite city tonight!

I like this sofa and thought it was mildly topical.

Just call me 'Shimoarika'!

So I have just learnt that my ninja name is 'Shimoarika' - How cool is that!!

What's yours...

Make your ninja name from the following alphabet:

A- ka * B- zu * C- mi * D- te * E- ku * F- lu * G- ji * H- ri * I- ki * J-zu * K- me * L- ta * M- rin * N- to * O-mo * P- no * Q- ke * R- shi *S- ari * T-chi * U- do * V- ru * W-mei * X- na * Y- fu * Z- zi

When i joined the gym (back home) about two year ago, I was asked what I wanted to acheive... I just said... "Make me look like Uma Thurman" the trainer laughed at me!!... Not quite there, still trying, but now i have my ninja name!

Rosa Campbell Bling!!

I have a new smile!

The long awaited day has come... my new smile has arrived! Thanks to all at Holywood Dental Care

And now i can't stop smiling!

Over bent... not bent over!

So i went to yoga last night, but i think i over stretched... i'm really not as flexible as i thought, and today i just hurt!
I can touch my toes now though and i'm firming up... watch out boys... i am gonna be so much bendy fun!!

It's all go go go!

I am in a really excitable mood this afternoon, i can't stop dancing, singing, making crap jokes... i think i need to burn some energy...
- Any offers boys? Ha ha!
So i have a yoga class tonight, maybe that will help help exocite my energy, soothing the mind, body and soul and all that!
But remember folk, upstairs for thinking, downstairs for dancing... and the middle for doing whatever you like! Way hey hey!

Où est la Gohir?

Gohir is away this morning and there is a sense of calm in the air, it's a bit boring, but we are all getting some work done!!
Gohir, go here, go there... Stop entertaining ladies, visiting the banque, going for steak dinners, and come and join us in the world of work, i'll get family guy fired up for you!

Steamy fun...

So i was chatting to a very nice young man in the steam room at Esporta last night, I think he is going to take me out sometime... Watch this space...

P.S. It wasn't the lovely man pictured, but I thought all female readers would appreciate him!

Oh brother where art thou??

Well this weekend, he was in the fine town of Holywood, County Down, visiting moi, his lovely wee sister. We had a fabulastical time.
We went to visit the house where Mummy grew up, discovering it was strangely similar to one we grew up in!
But best of all was saturday night... We went to Zen, Belfast's finest Japanese restaurant for dinner... here is a picture of us as proof!
After leaving the Zen, my auto pilot clicked in to gear and took us to the Potthouse, it was great, but i hate having to que for so long in there to get a drink. Then of course the usual satuday night party back at ours!

Hello

Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello Hello... I'm liking the iPhone advert on the apple site, quite looking forward to getting one of those!

The meaning of blog...

Discussions have been blowing around as to how 'diary' like a blog should be...

Should my blog really divulge all of the goings on in my life, including all the juicy bits?

What happens if... I go on a date (stranger things have happened) and then the next day i write about how it went,

"he was so boring"
"i've never seen anything so small, it was like an extra belly button"
"i've met the man of my dreams, he's amazing, we are going to get married and have babies" and then i do crazy things like put pictures of wedding dresses i like on my blog... And guys, be scared, girls really do think like this... don't they gary?!

So yes, all this would be highly amusing to the general reader but what about if 'the man in question' reads it, he will either be totally embarrassed and worried about his manlyness from then on, or will think i am a complete nutter, and never call me again for fear of bunny boiling, thus no wedding dress or beautiful babies...

So you tell me what you think... how juicy and diary like should a blog be are we talking Bridget Jones, Anne Frank, Adrian Mole or Belle Dejoure??