Well hello there.
Welcome to Pudding & Pie, aptly named after my love of both pudding and pie, in addition to the fact that I am a Georgie, hopefully not a Porgie Georgie, but a Georgie no less and well, you know the rhyme.
I am a writer. And so, here is my blog. A place to share my thoughts (or yours, lovely future readers of mine). It is a place to vent, fume, rant, rave, gloat, shine, be happy and be sad. Whatever floats your boat and blows your hair back is welcome here.
On this day, the 29th of April 2011, the launch of Pudding & Pie will be ever so slightly overshadowed by some wedding in England. They nabbed the best church, a fair few photographers and solid media coverage to boot. Congrats to Will and Kate, I love a good fairytale and wish them every happiness in the world.
That right there is the extent of my pre-royal wedding discussion - nothing I say here would be new, exciting or fresh so let's leave it there and y'all (I'm not a yank, I just love saying y'all, so I'm just going to do it.) can wait with bated breath for my post-royal wedding discussion. There will be a strong focus on the dress and the kiss. To all the haters, get over it. It's newsworthy. It's romantic. Suck it up, it will be over soon.
The reason why today of all days, I finally Googled 'blog' (I really did do that), found out what was the best one (read: clicked the first result listed) and subsequently navigated my way through the setup process, is this: I just love to write. And I want to do more of it, so as the title says, here I go.
There is no theme to Pudding & Pie because I love too many things to limit it to, say, fashion. Or baking pies. Or current events. Or Bensimon shoes. Or cooking Jamie Oliver 30 Minute meals. Or OPI nail polish. (Note: I love all of those things, and can assure you they will be written about.)
I visit victoriassecret.com about as much as I visit theage.com.au, then I'll jump right on over to people.com, meanwhile Facebook, Twitter and Linked In are all open at the same time. I'm no good at doing one thing at a time. And also, why on earth wouldn't you be online shopping from America right now? Have you even SEEN the dollar?! I mean really, it would just be rude not to.
I love magazines and I could literally bathe in celebrity gossip. This does not make me stupid or vapid. I know more about celebrities and who they are pashing/dating/marrying/divorcing than I care to admit. This knowledge has a tendency to sneak out in conversation when people (idiots) ask who someone is married to or dating, like say, Ryan Phillipe. Obviously he is dating Amanda Seyfried of Mean Girls and Dear John fame. Pfft. Like I said, idiots.
But I don't say this out loud. I say something like 'Oh, I think he's seeing that actress...you know, she's blonde...she was in Mean Girls, I think. Anyway, who even KNOWS such frivolous information! Scoff scoff. Hand me the Fin Review." I don't read, and have never read, the Fin Review but I have found the best way to pretend you do, is to call it the Fin Review. Crafty.
So as you can see, my stream of consciousness will explode all over this page on a regular basis. This is particularly likely when I am incredibly happy/sad/enraged about a thing, an event or an issue. My mind is a busy place. This is probably already evident by my love and possible overuse of brackets - what a wonderful way to inject a potentially irrelevant thought into a sentence.
As Julie, of Julie and Julia fame once said, "I could write a blog. I have thoughts."
I do. And I very much hope you enjoy reading some of them.
P&P xx
