Monday, 31 January 2011

Doodododo This is Hugh Pugh reporting from Fishguard

When I was a little girl in Wales, Mummy, daddy, Kate my little sister and a small number of other people in Wales sat down to watch the most unheard of comedy sketch show ever. It only ever aired in Wales and no brands would pay for adverts during it. But it was immense. I promise you. It has a lot of Welsh jokes - like Joking about how backward Wales is and our lack of technology. But us Welsh love a good laugh at ourselves so it was all gravy munn. It's pretty rude in places, but I was allowed to watch it coz my Mum went to college with the guy who wrote and acts in the show (John Sparks).

Here's some clips of the zany "Barry Welsh is Coming" for your enjoyment. I esp love the black and white reports by Hugh Pugh.

Sunday, 30 January 2011

Lonely in LA LA

Hey guys. Last night I attempted to go for a walk around Venice, only to be told that at 5pm it wasn't safe. The concierge kindly put me in a cab and told the driver "take her to 3rd street promenade". The words "I don't want to go there" didn't quite get out of my mouth so that's where I ended up. 3rd street and main street are the only places in LA I have actually been already. So anyways there I was. London college was sleeping all day and didn't want to come. I was too lonely to shop and every time a shop assistant wasn't super nice to me I wanted to cry (like when I was looking for a medium in a top and a shop assistant came over and said "excuse me Mam, but we only carry size small"). So I decided to make the most of London College's absence and eat sushi. He can't eat sushi coz he's allergic. That means I'm missing out on all the amazing sushi in LA (makes you realise how utterly horrible and crap Yo Sushi really is...mind you I already knew that). So I went to Sushi Roku in Santa Monica. By my self. I sat at the end of the bar and drank cocktails and ordered lobster rolls, salmon sashimi (dreamy), spicy scallop rolls and eel sushi. YUM! It was kinda sad I guess but i enjoyed it.

Anyway here's some more pics from my trip. This is my breakfast scene - looking over the marina at marina del ray

Wednesday, 26 January 2011

Paris haute couture

In a spare moment I came across these beautiful if slightly strange Haute Couture creations from the Paris shows.

I can't do simple stylish dressing. But I have a sneaky suspicion that I could be happy wearing outlandish haute couture. Admittedly I'd go home and put my Target Pjs on but outside of the house I would be weird and fabulous. Someone please give me the money and I would wear these - maybe not the headgear...

This is Khaled el masri

I'd never heard of Khaled el Masri. I googled him and found that it is also the name of a suspected Al-Qaeda operative, believed to be a native of the former Soviet Union. Errrr....I guess that's not the guy who made this dress. Then I found this website:

Here's some of his gorgeous exotic Queen-like creations from his Winter 2009 collection (seem to be the latest on his website):

Givenchy's collection by Italian designer Riccardo Tisci consisted of ten dresses inspired by the traditional Japanese art of butoh. According to wikipedia:butoh (舞踏 Butō?) is the collective name for a diverse range of activities, techniques and motivations for dance, performance, or movement inspired by the Ankoku-Butoh (暗黒舞踏 ankoku butō?) movement. It typically involves playful and grotesque imagery, taboo topics, extreme or absurd environments, and is traditionally performed in white body makeup with slow hyper-controlled motion, with or without an audience.

Sunday, 23 January 2011

slightly drunk right now post

Hi lovely readers.
I am a little under the effects of a bottle of red I shared in a lovely Tapas restaurant in Santa Monica. But nevertheless I wanted to write a little post. I had a lovely day today. Had a little swim in the hotel pool, after a little cycle in the gym, then went into work for 4 hours. But you know its fine working when you like the people you are working with. The creative team out here are totally great. And after we finished for the day, two of them took us out for tapas. It was on a street named Abbot Kinny (or something).
Anyways here are some pics from my trip so far. Mostly from the plane. We had to land in Goose, Canada because a guy got sick with stomach pains. I know it's cruel but I get stomach pains so bad that I can't move sometimes and I don't go making planes land! Anyways it took us 3 hours to get back in the air.

Think this was snow not cloud.

Snow over Canada

De-icing the runway - eat your heart out Gatwick and Heathrow.

On the runway - Goose - it's pretty quiet looking

Back in the air and over USA

The pool. My feet.

From my hotel room window - Marina del ray

Oh and I took all these shots on my iPhone4 - pretty good for a phone camera huh?

Friday, 21 January 2011

Out in LA LA land again

Hello people. I am out in LA for the second time. Even got to fly first class. It really wasn't that spectacular and there were no celebs. I ask you...without the celebs, what's the point? Honestly when everyone else goes first class they get to sit by Tim Burton. I did get to lie on a flat bed and had very attentive flight stewards n stewardesses. And I got a white table cloth and champers on request. Unfortunately as I was going straight into the office I didn't fancy the hangover so I mostly declined alcohol. Boooo!

Well I'm going back business so maybe I'll know what the ups of first class really are after that.

I'm in my hotel room now which is rather swanky. But I miss Fiance. Who is actually in NYC. Must tell him to water my plants when he gets home. Poor Boris and Manwell are wilting by the second.

Tomorrow I don't actually have to work very much so I could take a taxi somewhere. I have no idea where to go. If anyone has a recommendation please let me know!

Over and out.

Thursday, 13 January 2011

What creatives talk like...every day!

My Creative Director sent me this "so true" comedy sketch by the geniuses that are Mitchell and Webb. So if you want to find out how us "creatives" talk watch and laugh at our expense.

Wednesday, 12 January 2011

Christmas Party Story

Hello all. Happy New Year!! I hope you've all resolved to read and comment on my blog this year (please do!!!). Last year ended with some scary stuff, some family drama, some brain damage from serious alcohol intake and a hell of a lot of cheese.

So first of all the scary stuff. Work asked me to read a story at the Christmas party. "Yes ok" said I, inwardly curling up and dying prematurely. I had no idea what I was going to read to 70 clever advertising types when they were drunk and just wanted to reach desert, so I decided to look at my blog and see if I could find any inspiration.

It might sound weird but it's easier to type "diary of an advertising girl" into google than going through my bookmark bar to get to my blog - so I typed it in and randomly it brought up a really old post of mine called "Ways to be Welsh"

It was obviously a sign from the Gods of the internet so rewrote it slightly and submitted it for approval with the Planning boss. So two weeks later I find myself standing in a spotlight surrounded by a circle of slightly drunk people all looking at me expectantly. SHIT! So I began. I meant to do the first sentence in a strong Welsh accent. Unfortunately I couldn't stop. I did the whole thing in a really strong accent. I acted my piece, I walked around bare footed and gestured and I got so into it I wasn't Adgirl any more, I was Angharad from the Swansea valleys. It helped. I had forgotten how acting can take your fear away. And people laughed at all the right places. It was great. Then finally it was over. I was so high I had to down two glasses of wine. Lots of people came up and told me how good I was. It was a wonderful feeling. So one of the scariest things I have done all year became the best. Thanks blog!

Here's a bit of me in action: