Hey, Fatty! Day Nine

As I've mentioned before, where there's a press day, there's pretty much always temptation and today, once again, temptation won. Let's have a little recap, shall we?

Breakfast (at event) - Large glass of orange juice, mini apricot pastry, smoked salmon 1/2 mini bagel.
Snack - none
Lunch - small prawn salad (EAT), 2 tbsp coleslaw, banana, water
Afternoon (at events) 3 smoked salmon finger sandwiches, one beef, 1 peach bellini. 4 pieces tuna and cucumber inside out roll, 1 raspberry bellini.
Dinner - 3 wheat free fish fingers (baked), handful 3% fat oven chips, peas, baked beans, small glass of apple juice.

Not bad but not great either. I really need to step back up on my water drinking. I've noticed that now that I've hit 120 lbs, I'm not dropping the weight as quickly as I did last week but at the same time, I'm also being absent minded and not drinking enough water. Not good, must do better.

Hey, Fatty! Days Seven & Eight

Forgive me dietary father, for I hath sinned.

After posting my last blog, I went off to play Blackjack and drink Kopparberg. These two combined unleashed a rather reckless side of me and having watched the boyfriend polish off four bags of crisps in front of me - I cracked. I practically shouted 'I can't take it anymore! Give me junk!' and dove onto a packet from the multibag that he'd bought a few hours earlier.

And oh my, I felt guilty on Sunday morning. I could practically hear my fat growing again and it didn't get hugely better for the rest of the day. Admittedly, I slept through anything resembling an actually breakfast time and the whole day seemed to get pushed back an hour or two with the lovely weather. I had been craving sushi all day but it seemed that everywhere we went, we were foiled and we settled on the next healthiest quick food - Nandos. Now that I've confessed my food sins, I'll get on with the munch count:

Sunday
Breakfast - none
Snack - none
Late lunch - chicken pitta, chips and 2 perinaises.
Snack - none
Dinner - carrot sticks, cherry tomatoes, 2 tsp sour cream & chive dip, 3 slices of mozzarella, 2 small pieces of brie, 5 slices chorizo.
Drinks - 2 glasses of apple juice, bottle of water, 1 bottle of Kopparberg

Today
Breakfast/snack - green grapes
Lunch - beetroot salad and cherry tomatoes, fillet of mackerel, lemon juice, balsamic vinegar
Snack - 2 handfuls of baked pretzels
Dinner - 3 small skewers (1 breast) satay chicken, beetroot salad, heated wrap flat bread.
Drinks - water only

Spurred on by last week's weight loss, I'm starting to be able to say no to foods. As often as I dream of eating more crisps, I think of the end result and somehow deep fried potato no longer seems so appealing and I never thought I'd say that.

Hey, Fatty! Days Five and Six

So, it's the weekend and as the boyfriend has so rightfully pointed out, as I've done well so I'm allowed a little slip here and there, which is how I ended up eating takeout last night. I'm combining today and Friday's food posts in one to catch up. Let's start with yesterday:

Breakfast - mini bacon sandwich, 2 1/2 large glasses freshly squeezed orange juice
Snack - none
Lunch - small prawn salad (EAT), banana, bottle of water
Afternoon snack - none
Dinner - 1 piece of tandoori chicken, 4 tbsp pilau rice, 1 piece of peshwari naan
Drinks - 2 cans of Kopparberg

And on to today:
Breakfast - none (slept through)
Snack - none (slept through)
Lunch - same as Friday dinner (leftovers)
Snack - Muller lite strawberry yoghurt
Dinner - grilled chicken wrap
Drinks - (so far) 1 can, 2 bottles of Kopparberg

I estimate I'll probably have another Kopparberg before the evening is out but we'll see. I'll post any additions tomorrow. I also went to the gym today for over an hour - half an hour of Powerplating plus half an hour of cardio to try and work off the takeaway.

More gym tomorrow. Yeay.

Hey, Fatty! Day Five, part i

I know they say that curiosity killed the cat but I decided to weigh myself to test the waters and see if the diet was progressing at all and drum roll please...

(pauses for dramatic effect)

I've already lost 7 lbs! I'm 120 lbs! Hurrah! Now to the pub for (moderate) celebrations.

Hey, Fatty! Day Four (as told on Day Five)

Apologies for the lack of posting last night, by the time I got home I was far too exhausted and drunk to write anything vaguely coherent. Without further ado, I present yesterday's food:

Breakfast/Mid-morning snack - grapes and 5 slices of mozzarella
Lunch - Half of a beetroot salad, 1 small fillet of mackerel with lemon
Afternoon snack - handful of organic walnuts
Dinner - 7 slices chorizo, 3 tbsp light coleslaw

Admittedly, dinner wasn't really dinner as I was at the Converse Music party where I consumed four vodka and orange drinks so I didn't eat until about 10:30pm, which isn't good so I kept my portion small. I'd also like to point out that I detest vodka but since it was either that or beer at the shindig, it seemed like the lesser of two evils. I know that I shouldn't drink if I really want to lose weight but believe me when I say that to get through that party, I needed a few drinks.

Anyway, it's Friday night and I'm heading out for a few drinks after a long day and an even longer week. Check back later for what I ate today. I bet you can't wait, right?

Hey, Fatty! Day Three

While I may not be great at the whole dieting thing, I must say that I'm pretty good at falling off the wagon, as seen by today's lunch and evening alcohol intake. Oh Dear. Judge for yourselves:

Breakfast/mid morning snack (merged) - small bunch of purple grapes and 5 thin slices of mozzarella
Lunch - cajun chicken wrap with small portion of chips, salad
Afternoon snack - none, too full from lunch
Dinner - Smoked Mackarel fillet with lemon, 2 slices of brown toast (no butter), small portion of beetroot and lamb's leaf salad with balsamic vinegar, 2 tbsp of light coleslaw

Today's bad things - 1 1/2 small flutes of champagne, 500ml Kopparberg Pear Cider

Whoops. Now, to bed early with me - Not only am I absolutely exhausted but I have to be in town at 8:30am tomorrow for the Matthew Williamson for H&M opening. Oof.

Hey, Fatty! Day Two

If ever there was a thing to get in the way of a diet (or thinning, as I prefer to refer to it), it's a press event and today, I had two. I started the day with a breakfast event on the roof terrace of Soho House and ended it with the press preview and shopping event for Barbara Hulanicki for Topshop. Both had plenty of scrummy delights and led me to temptation. Oh and inbetween, who could forget that it was also Ben & Jerry's free cone day, coinciding with the hottest day of the year so far - 21C. Damn them. Now, onwards with my (shameful) food diary for today:

Breakfast - large glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, quarter of grilled bacon sandwich with a smear of ketchup
Mid-morning snack - small portion of green and black grapes
Lunch - 3 carrots, 2 tbsp tarmasalata dip, small beetroot/pepper/lettuce salad with balsamic vinegar
Afternoon snack - 1 scoop of B&J cookie dough in a waffle cone (BAD but yummy)
Dinner (at Topshop) - 1 1/2 small portions of salmon on brown rice with pomegranates, 2 bites of thai style halibut with rice, three slices of chicken breast, 3 small lumps of mozzarella. 1 shot glass of Dime bar cheesecake, 1 bite size chocolate fairy cake, 2 1/2 glasses champagne

Although my dinner may look like I ate a lot, the food portions were no more than a few forkfuls so I don't feel guilty. I do, however, feel guilty about the champagne. Bad bad bad.

While at the Barbara Hulanicki event, I bought the little aomeba/leopard print peach coloured skater skirt. The dress version literally sold out in about 10 minutes, with people stalking around trying to find cast offs. Among those in attendance that I saw were the ever present Jo Wood, Christopher Kane and OMG, Cilla Black. I promise to post photos tomorrow.

In the meantime, please check out the awesome Salad Club, a blog about yes you guessed it, salads and run by a girl I went to University with.

Without further ado, I bid you farewell - I'm off to pack a lunch and do some form of penance for my (minor) champagne guzzling.

Hey, Fatty! Day One

Without further ado, I present day one's food:

Breakfast - Innocent Mango and Passionfruit smoothie
Mid morning snack - none (forgot)
Lunch - EAT Thai noodle salad (noodles, carrots, spring onions, cashew nuts and sesame seeds) and grapes
Afternoon snack - green seedless grapes
Dinner - palm size portion of steak, beetroot/cabbage/lamb's leaf/cucumber salad, handful of oven chips, 2 tbsp of light coleslaw
Snack - handful of baked pretzels, grapes

BAD THINGS - five percy pigs, 1 midget gem

Earlier when we were going from aisle to aisle in the supermarket, I couldn't help but gaze longingly at all of the bad foods but it'll be worth it. As well as eating more healthily and not drinking alcohol, I'm also trying to drink around two litres of water a day. So far, I'm up to just over 1.5 so far, still another two glasses to go before bed. I know I'll probably bore you all endlessly with this project, so I figured I'd champion a blog a day too. Today, I fell in love with this one while surfing at work:

whatisrealityanyway.com

I want to find out what kind of filter or effect Krystal uses on her mini-shoots. I want it, along with most of her wardrobe. But not until I shift 14 pounds. And on that bombshell, I'm off to make my lunch for tomorrow.

Hey, Fatty! - Prologue

I return to the blog tonight rejuvenated and with a mission in mind. Let me explain - earlier this evening I ventured into my mother's bathroom to steal her nail varnish remover for a Sunday night pedicure and saw the scales by the door. Having not weighed myself in quite a while, I hopped on without a second thought. What popped up on the electronic display startled me. While at university, I was a tiny 107 lbs and while I was admittedly happy with my tiny frame, my face (as my mother and friends have now told me) looked somewhat skeletal.

Upon leaving university, I initially didn't put on any weight as I had a very active job as a costume assistant on films and it wasn't until I gave this up and retreated to a desk job as a fashion intern that the weight began to creep on. Sitting static and grazing on sweets and other junk all day, I put on four pounds, then seven and so on.

Up until this evening, I thought I weighed about 117 lbs but according to the scales that I used earlier, I am now 127 lbs. My first thought when I saw those digits was HOLY SHIT. My mother has been ribbing me for some time about putting on weight but up until that moment, I hadn't given it that much thought. Although I still fit an 8-10UK in every store, I've noticed recently that my face is lacking the distinct cheekbones of days gone by and that the gap that used to exist between my thighs is somewhat more minimal these days but that figure shocked me and so I've decided that it's finally time to take action.

I'm not saying that I want to go back down to my university weight. I understand now that at that weight I was actually UNDERWEIGHT for my height but I have decided that I would like to reach a happy medium of 113 lbs. In other words, I need to lose a stone (14 lbs). I'm not going to jump on any weird crash diet band wagons or start popping pills - instead, my intention is to lose 3.5 lbs for the next four weeks with a combination of better eating, no alcohol and moderate exercise.

As part of this, I've chosen to chronicle my attempts on here with a food diary and progress reports. Not only should this hopefully keep me in check and stop me sneaking off to eat Macdonalds but also it should get me back into the swing of blogging, so everyone wins. Check back tomorrow for the first installment of Hey, Fatty!

Easter ills.

Just when I thought I was hopping back on the blogging band wagon, I've gone and caught the boyfriend's flu and lost all hearing in my right ear, as happened some weeks ago. This has therefore relegated me to bed for the majority of the bank holiday weekend and means that I've spent most of the four day weekend unable to stare at my computer screen as it makes me feel even worse and ergo, undone all of my blogging intentions.

Of course, now that it's Monday night and I have work tomorrow, I'll wake up at 8am and feel fine. Great. And before you say it must be so nice to spend the time lying in bed, I do not call scraping all of the skin off the tip of my nose, having watery eyes and constant sneezing/sweating/general grossness relaxing.

Humph.

The Great Shoe Cull

I will hold my hands up and admit that recently, I have become rather, shall we say, occasional in my posting so I thought that this evening I would remedy that and tell you at long last about the Great Shoe Cull.

When I was at Uni, I lived in Converse. They were all I wore, aside from my biker boots in winter. Back in those days, I was relatively uninterested in shoes. Wary of heel related injuries to my [at the time much worse] knee, I stuck to flat shoes and it wasn't until the dawning of ballet pumps that my shoe collection really begin to grow.

A few weeks ago, in a fit of madness one sunny Saturday morning, I decided it was time to take action against the ever growing army of shoes that were littering the room. So bad was the problem that my boyfriend had taken to threatening to move out and I figured it was time to do something about it.

I started by crawling into the dark recesses of my wardrobe, long a dumping ground for shoes and throwing out everything I found on the floor. Soon after, a mountain obstructed the wardrobe entirely:



Please bear in mind, that this is just the beginning. Next, it was the mounds under the bed. Then under the window (boots only) and finally all of the pairs to be found around the room. Before beginning the cull, I decided it would probably be a good idea to sort the mounds into piles of types in order to access the problem accurately and get rid of shoes that I didn't really need. That much. It feels wrong writing that sentence but hey ho.

So, without further ado, each category in photos. Admittedly, there were certain pairs of mainly boots that I culled or threw in the bin immediately but this is still a fairly accurate represenation. I'd also like to apologise for the fact that blogger has chosen to rotate nearly all of my landscape photos into portrait so you may wish to turn your head to view. Anyway, we'll begin with boots:

BEFORE



AFTER



Next, trainers:

BEFORE



AFTER



Next, even my burgeoning heel collection fell victim:

BEFORE



AFTER



And finally, the ballet pumps. As you can see, I pretty much buy these compulsively:

BEFORE



AFTER



After each edit, the shoes were all packed by category and colour into plastic crates (as seen below) and listed.



Perhaps I was a little obsessive compulsive but I hope that this will mean that they stay in their crates rather than ending up in groups around the room. Since the cull took place, I've also extended it to my hanging wardrobe and accessory pile so hopefully one day I'll actually regain control of my wardrobe. And you may ask what will happen to all of the shoes that have been relegated. Well, they'll be split into three piles - ebay, charity shop and homeless shelter - once the wardrobe cull has been completed. All that's left is the battle of the shelf wardrobe, which should take place over the coming Easter weekend. Wish me luck!

Beeeeeep...

Normal services shall resume shortly, please be patient.