Hi I'm Emma and I'm a Heat-aholic.

O-M-ACTUAL-G. All of you know how much I effing love Heat magazine. I've been subscribed for over 3 years and Tuesdays are obviously my FAVOURITE days ever so imagine my utter delight when the people who update Heatworld's twitter tweeted me. AAHHH!!! :)

Now, I've been a twitter member ever since Phillip Schofield started mentioning it on This Morning last year. I'll admit I didn't really use it very much, for me it was more about following all the celebrities I love and having a cheeky little look at what they were getting up to. (Stalker, I know!) It amazed me, it was a heat magazine but from the celebs themselves! Genius!

Anyway in the last month I've been on there more and getting into the whole Twitter business, tweeting and whatnot! When last night, just as I was going to snooze knowing I'd have to be up early for my hair cut (and when I say early, I mean student early!) when my blackberry started doing crazy things buzz buzz buzzzz right in my ear with the little red light flashing and all. I was not impressed. It was a twitter update. Now I very rarely get these, as like I said earlier I haven't really used it to its potential, so it's terribly exciting when someone tweets me, even if it is just Natbabe to say hi! But then I saw it...

@emmybabee We LOVE LOVE LOVE your Twitter background!!
about 10 hours ago from web

HEATWORLD had tweeted me without me even tweeting them first. Amazing. They had seen my background (lots of little heat magazines♥) and decided to mention it. Cor, I was chuffed beyond belief. Yes, this may sound a little over dramatic, but Heat isn't just a magazine for me. It's a substitute for a religion, a way of life. After updating my facebook status "Emmy Jamieson OMG HEAT JUST TWEETED ME saying they love my twitter background!! (it's lots of mini Heat magazines) Oh I'm so chuffed hahaa how exciting!! :) x" I went to bed a very happy Heat reader! Only to awake to see I had received another tweet from them. What an amazing way to start my day. So there we have it, a very excited blog from a very excited lady! THANK YOU HEATWORLD!

You can follow us both (although Heat is defo the better one) at...

www.twitter.com/heatworld and www.twitter.com/emmybabee

Woopla! Anyway I'm off to go and re-read my heat magazine! This weeks is a corker... VB is on the cover and you all know how much I love her. RESULT! Oh and I'll also have another laugh at Heidi Montag and her new ridiculous face thanks to all the surgery she's had! xo

P.S. We didn't get very much snow down in the South at all, but I used it to make a snow-woman, based on yours truely! As you can see she definitely had good taste in reading material!!

Hurry up May 2010.

Yes, it’s only just over 3 months away but that’s way too long for my liking. I want May 2010 here right now. And here are the reasons why...

1. SATC2 comes out *Squeal!* (on May 28th to be exact.) I have been watching and re-watching the trailer on youtube over and over and I have so many questions that need answering after the one minute of footage! Why the hell is Carrie back to her old closet? I wonder why they have the flashback to the 80s? What’s with all the desert shots? It looks a bit like Dubai? I hope it was, and they stayed in the same hotel that I did! And where on earth did Charlotte get those gorgeous pink shoes?! You know I'll be there on the opening night along with all the other Carrie lovers! I wonder if I'll beat my record and see it more than 6 times (like I did for the first one) at the cinema. Oh hurry up. I'm so impatient. I want it to "Carrie on" now!!

2. Britney’s seventh studio album. *Squeal!* Yep that’s right Britney's back bitches. After her AMAZING Circus tour she's going to hit us up with another (no doubt) fierce album and I for one cannot wait! It's going to be all I play on my iPod for the following couple of months after its release. Roll on the times driving around aimlessly with Jackson blasting it out and learning all the new words! Count me in! Also Sean Garrett is apparently writing new songs for this album. And yes I did meet him at work experience and yes I definitely do still have his number... looks like he'll be receiving another random phone call from me then!

3. The end of Uni. Crickey. Can you believe it? Come May I will have finished my third and final year of university. How absolutely crazy is that? Woopla. It's so exciting, but at the same time very daunting. From then onwards, that’s it, it's going to be me out to the big wide world... Oh man, maybe a Masters degree is a good idea after all!!

4. And lastly it'll be my big Two One. 21. Gahh! Now although this horrifies me hugely (I'm getting way old, book me in for some botox) I'll be sure to grin and bear it knowing that I'm going to be receiving the beautiful Chanel ring I chose in Dubai last year. Ohh yes! I have no idea what I'm going to do yet. I’d like to go to the ice bar in London so I’ll have a look into it, but at the same time I want to something fabulous and rememberable, after all this is my last good birthday until 30.... excuse me while I go vom! Ergh.

Also later on in the year, in October UGG and Jimmy Choo are collaborating for a limited edition and co-branded footwear line. O-M-ACTUAL-G. Uggs mixed with Jimmy Choos; I wanty!! I can't wait to see what they look like! The collection is said to be "based on the iconic UGG® Australia boot construction with design details that embody the spirit of the Jimmy Choo brand." YES PLEASE!! But priced between $495-$795 they defo aren't foot attire to walk my Jazpups in!!

I want one.... Pretty PLEASE? :)

I've been called 'high maintenance' many times and normally people say it as an insult, however I take it the complete opposite way. If anything I see it as one of the greatest compliments that can be given. I'm glad people think that, because yes I do care what I wear/own etc, and yes I do want the best of everything. So yes I am high maintenance. Why settle for anything less than the best? It just doesn't make sense to me!

So anyway, today myself and Lucy went on a Mini adventure (aka went to test drive a Mini) For those of you who don't know, I have desperately wanted a Mini convertible for around 4 years. My family all know and haven't taken up the offer of buying it for me, coh! Anyway there's a 'Jamieson-Joke' that on every birthday or Christmas they all buy me Mini related presents and laugh in my face when I get sad that it’s not the real thing. I have a remote control one, a Mini mug, a convertible mini key ring, a car-key holder, a calendar, a cushion and a pen. I'm sure it comes as no surprise to hear that it’s become very tiresome now! However, when it comes to purchasing the real deal I'd very much like an orange one with a black roof and most importantly it must have the matching orange-interior. "Orange?!" You're all thinking. Why of course, what else do you expect from a fake-tan lover such as myself. I'd name him Tango :)

Also today Apple announced their newest gadget to help them achieve global domination (I swear soon enough even the Earth will be apple shaped). Anyway I've always been a Windows baby. I was bought up learning the basics on Windows 95 (retro!), but now I'm thinking it may be time to fly the nest and become an Apple babe! Step forward the iPad. Do I know what it actually is, or does? Not really! Do I even care? Errr, no! And do I desperately want one right this minute? YES! But I'm going to have to wait until April 2010, as it's not released until then, at least it gives me time to save some pennies. Oh and I should probably find out what it actually is too, because all I know at the moment is that it just looks like a super big iPod touch. But there's been a whole lot of press coverage on it, so it must be amazing and this excites me a lot!

Just one more thing... I have also fallen in love with a new brand of bags, Tabitha. And all because of Dannii Minogue. I was casually stalking her on twitter only to come across a picture she had recently uploaded of a beautiful new bag that she owns; the Tabitha 'Saturn' in a gorgeous eye catching blue. Unfortunately, on the website they only appear to sell it in black (bummer) so I tweeted her asking if she could help me out and she very kindly didn't reply. Pfft. And that my friends is why I have always been and always will be Team Cole!! Yay! Just incase you're interested to see what its like, you can check it out here:
http://www.tabitha.uk.com/bags/saturn_black.htm
I also freaking love the 'hint that you want one' option. I sent it to my dad. He told me to get lost. Sweet!

However I must remember that golden rule I was taught as a child "I want, doesn't get."
Oh how I wish it did....!

Over and out! xo

Confessions of a Student Shopaholic

Name: Emma Jamieson.
Occupation: Student.
Coat: Student Overdraft. (Topshop)
Bag: Mum and Dad. (Louis Vuitton)
Shoes: Student Overdraft. (Kurt Geiger) and worth every penny :)

... Okay so it's not exactly the most glamorous of wardrobes, but for a student who works one day a week (and by one day I mean 5 and a half hours!!) I think I'm doing alright! And yes I defo am watching "Confessions of a Shopaholic"!! I had already read the book when I first saw the trailer for it, so I knew what to expect and I was so excited! It was before another film was about to start (I think it was SATC2) with several girlfriends, who all turned and looked at me as soon as they saw the title of the film! I guess I can see the similarities. She likes shopping. I like shopping. She's a journalist. I'm doing a journalism course. She's a bit dappy, as am I. However unlike Rebecca Bloomfield I don't have 12 credit cards, although given half the chance I defo would. Imagine all the things you could buy. Oh. Wow. I also don't have a scary debt collector like Derek Smead, the closest I get to that is my dad when I borrow the odd tenner here and there and luckily he normally forgets. Bonus!

Seriously though as soon as the film was out the texts and comments started rolling in "Oh Em, have you seen that new film, it's based around you isn't it?!" "Em, you're blates going to end up like Rebecca Bloomfield." "You are the English equivalent to that film" blah blah blah. It got me thinking about whether I will end up being like her, I mean obviously I doubt I'd work for a finance magazine but then again Miss Bloomfield was an unlikely candidate for that job also, so you never know. But will I have numerous maxed our credit cards? Will I need a 'sensible friend' (cue Kayleigh!!) to freeze the credit cards in a big block of ice and leave it in the freezer so she knows I've not taken them? Will I need to enrole in Shopaholics anonymous? But more importantly... will I have an amazing and very extensive wardrobe like hers, whilst working and living in NEW YORK. Gosh. I really hope so!

I know what my problem is (which surely solves half of it?!) I have no self control. As soon as I see something I want it's like a little monster (aka the brat inside me) takes over my brain and makes me realise that actually I don't want that cute dress from ASOS. I need it and if I don't get it my life will be over. I think the longest I've gone without shopping would be a few days, and it was utter torture. That would be my idea of hell, a place where there were no shops and shopping was forbidden. The mere thought makes me want to weep. So I'm sure it comes as no surprise that I think that the invention of online shopping is one of the best of all time. Even though it hasn't been very kind to my bank balance, especially as ASOS is one of my internet homepages... whoops! I just love the fact that on the days where you can't bring yourself to leave the house but are longing to shop, you can purchase what you want within a few clicks. What a result!

A wise woman (Carrie Bradshaw) once said "I like to see my money where I can see it - hanging in my closet." And I couldn't agree more. I have the attitude that yes the pair of Kurt Geigers I want may be a lot of money, but if I were to leave without purchasing them I'd be really sad and probably think about it all the time and go on and on about them to people who really couldn't care less. And then imagine if the unthinkable happened and I died. I'd be so majorly pissed I hadn't bought them, so in the long run it's best that I just buy them there and then!

Before I finish this blog I'd really like to take the opportunity to thank Halifax for funding my spenditures for the last year and a half. Their student overdrafts are the closest thing I'm going to get to heaven. No interest. Count. Me. In. So a big thanks to them!

Lastly, as I once quoted in a terribly boring Professional practice and Employment seminar "It looks like I'm destined to die with a load of debt, but one hell of a wardrobe." And quite frankly, I'm more than happy to leave it that way (whilst I can still get away with it!)


P.S. 4 blogs in one day... Cor blimey I'm done! Night x

"Ohhh"Leary!!

No words are needed!

... and lets face it, you all knew this blog was coming!! ♥

Face flat to the floor..

A certain babe has just read my first blog and knew straight away exactly who I was referring to with the whole falling over situation, and to be honest it's too funny a story to not tell, so without mentioning any names ;) here we go....

It all happened last April (2009) it was nearing my 20th birthday and I had found THE dress I needed for the special occasion, however it was all sold out on the Lipsy website. So the person in question came up with the genius idea that Selfridges stocked Lipsy and maybe it would be worth a trip up for a little look. We decided on a day and off we went to Oxford Street. First stop was obviously Topshop... as if there was any question! And then it was off to Selfridges. However to get there you have to cross several roads. Now I'm sure you all know (or at least can imagine) how busy London is, especially Oxford Street. So imagine the complete hilarity of crossing the road at the very last moment where the green man is flashing soon to be replaced with the red one, when her flip-flop fell off in the middle of the road and she carried on walking! She obviously then noticed as it was probably a bit cold on her poor little foot and hopped back to fetch the lonely flip-flop in the middle of the road only just managing not to be run over by several taxis. I being the amazing friend that I am stood on the island in the middle of the road, completely safe and absolutely howling with laughter. It actually made me cry, the tears were streaming down my face. It was literally one of the funniest things I have ever seen in my life, and I think several other people who witnessed it would agree with this, especially with the looks, car horns and laughter she was receiving! Ever since then whenever I've crossed that part of Oxford Street I've chuckled to myself, but more importantly I've made sure my shoes were on properly as I didn't want to be the next victim!!

Now as if that wasn't enough laughter for one day we also paid a visit to Westfield's after the incident and after looking around there we were making our way back to the car. We had successfully remembered the level we had parked on, paid for our ticket, now all we needed to do was make it back to the car safely (which by the way, we had parked RIGHT by the door so there wasn't very much walking needed). Anyway the doors slid open and out she stepped and within a split second she was sprawled face down flat on the floor, like a starfish. Cue the hysterical laughter causing tears to stream down my face once again! And just like before, being the incredible friend that I am, I did nothing! But then within another split second she was back on her feet and literally sprinting to the car with her head held firmly down, with onlookers who had looked a little concerned at first now chuckling away to themselves. I on the other hand, couldn't physically move with laughing so ruddy much! Once I did make my way to the car she was sat there, head in hands full on cringing, whilst I carried on to laugh in her face, and also promised not to tell anyone or mention what had happened ever again....!

So I guess the moral of my story is to not wear flip flops shopping and to look out for curbs! Hahaa!... And also if the story is this funny even if I promise not to tell, I defo will!

P.S. I have just laughed my way through writing this whole blog! And I can honestly say it'll make me laugh every time I think of it!

P.P.S. For any of those who were wondering, I actually managed to get the dress for Selfridges, so it was a good day all round for me! Result!

P.P.P.S. Oh Hiya Nat!!!x

My very first blog...

I remember on my very first day of uni we had a meet and greet with the lecturers, one of which (I can't remember who or their name. Just shows how much attention I paid!... anyway I digress) whoever they were stated that if we left with anything less than a first for our degree it would have been a waste of 3 years, and near enough 10 grand! Lovely, nothing like a bit of optimism on your first day, hey! And that we should also start up our own blogs.... so half way through my third and final year, and here I am! I've made a blog! Gold star for me, what a model Journalism student I am!!

I should actually be writing an article about fashion for the over fifties and how to avoid the catastrophe that is "mutton dressed as lamb" right about now (well either that or be asleep) but this seems much more appealing than the first option, and I’m way too awake for the latter! I mean this blog is amazing; I can literally blabber about ANYTHING I like. It's like a facebook status or twitter update, just without the annoying character limit. Genius. Back to my article, I suppose I shouldn't complain about the topic I have to write this week, as next week it’s going to be about politics. Shudder. All those you know me will know that politics and I go together like a pair of new Christian Louboutins and muddy field... not very well, and it can get very messy. I've always had a very short attention span unless I'm really interested in the topic (a trait I'd really like to change about myself) so unless it involves celebrity gossip or glitter I often don’t care! Even the word politics upsets me, when said out loud I think it sounds very harsh and almost threatening. The only thing I like about the topic is Michelle Obama. The woman is an actual babe. She is marvellous and I was lucky enough to be in New York (Times Square waving a little American flag to be exact) at the time of Obama's inauguration, and of that day I remember standing in the middle of the road looking around at the beautiful city and abnormal lack of yellow cabs (it was obviously overcrowded with people watching the monumentus event) and the amazing pastel yellow skirt-suit clashed with green leather gloves that Michelle wore. Not many people would dare to wear such colours, let alone pull it off... like I said: she’s a babe!

Anyway enough on politics, even I can’t make it fun so I’m going to have a nice little subject change and onto my friends. Back in the day, when I was like 7, I seriously thought that a best friend was only ever classed as your actual best friend when you had the bracelet or necklace set. You know the ones, where one of you would have best and the other friend? I had loads of them, and loads of different ‘best friends’ And they were always made out of that rubbish metal that turned your wrist green. Bonus! Anyway things have changed in 13 years and I now realise the title is only earned by a very select few. Friends who you don’t necessarily need to speak to every day, but when you need to will be able to put the smile back on your face within seconds. Friends who you can laugh at hysterically when they fall over and they won’t be offended. Friends who don’t need to say anything just look and you know exactly what they are thinking, which is normally “what on earth is she wearing?!” And friends who you can tell anything without doubting their loyalty. I can honestly say that I can count my true friends on just one hand and although that sounds a little depressing, I wouldn’t change it at all!

Now another swift topic change onto shopping. I. Seriously. Need. To. Go. Shopping. Else I fear I may self combust. There’s just one slight problem stopping me, I am severely lacking the funds to do so (and yes it defo was pay-day yesterday, pfft!) This is the only thing I am envious of with my full-time working friends, their pay cheques at the end of the month, however I’m sure they are all jealous of my lazy student lifestyle so I guess we’re even! I really want to go and splurge in Topshop without worrying if I’m about to go over my student overdraft… AGAIN! I long for a new pair of shoes, a handbag (preferably Chanel or Mulberry) designer makeup and one of the ski-looking knitted hair bands. Oh and whilst I’m listing what I want, I also REALLY want an orange mini convertible with matching orange interior, but working one day a week at Waitrose definitely isn’t going to fund that, is it! So if any generous person sees this blog oozing desperation, please PLEASE feel free to buy me any of the above. Consider it your good deed for the day? Now some people (I won't call them friends because they clearly don't know me) often suggest that I should attempt to “window shop”. I’ve done this once, and once only. It genuinely made me want to die. I couldn’t think of anything worse than walking around the shops, seeing all these beautiful things, just sitting on the hangers, waiting for you to pick them up and buy them, and just walking past. I mean seriously, where is the fun in that because I personally don’t see any.

Well anyway that’s enough of me rambling on, and there we go, that my friends was my first ever blog. And I have to say I found it rather therapeutic, I should have started this in my first year! (Darn!) And it’s come to a total of 974 words … which is roughly 973 more words than I’ve written for my article! Sweet! So with that I bid you farewell. Take care, and stay sexy! xo xo

P.S. What a rare sight... VB was spotted out in FLATS yesterday after a flight from London to LAX!!! (Apparently her bunions have become to much to cope with.. however I don't believe VB suffers from such vile things) As per, she looks AMAZING and so she would, afterall she is a genuine Goddess. Thats all. :)