Miss Aimz has been whisked away to New York as it’s her b-day – I am NOT envy-green, I repeat, I am NOT envy green – so it’s left to li’l ol’ me to celebrate the love stuff with y’all – hurrah!

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it, but I LOVE love. And while I dig all things V-day – I’ll be spending a considerable amount o’ today letting the beau smooch off my very expensive Tom Ford lipstick – the most important thing that we ALL need to do today, whether you’re single/married/in-smooch, is to make sure you declare your complete and utter admiration and filled-to-the-brim heart-shaped love for the most important person in the whole wide world…YOU.

It’s all very well to declare stuff for others, but before you’re able to do that with any kind o’ sincerity or sense o’ realness you need to love you. The things you think are flaws? Embrace them, I dare you. That voice in your head who talks trash ’bout you? Tell it to hush it’s mouth and pay yourself delicious candy-covered compliments instead – ‘why (insert your name here), you look simply ravishing today!’

Make February 14th the day you make a declaration o’ self-love:

♥ Greet your reflection with a declaration of love for the next seven days – how would you like a lover to greet you? Greet yourself in that way, with sincerity, love and respect because you absolutely deserve it.

♥ Literally self-love – self-pleasuring is a perfect-O way (see what I did there?!) to make sure you hit the spot and experience an amazing orgasm that will give you a bad-girl blush and a twinkle in your eye for the entire day. C’mon, you absolutely deserve it.

♥ Book a massage, buy yourself perfume, take yourself to a movie, have a bubble bath, read a book from beginning to end, take yourself on a solo-girl date – don’t rely on a partner to treat you, YOU need to make sure that YOU are treated as you deserve to be treated…go on, spoil yourself…you absolutely deserve it.

♥ Most importantly, and probably the hardest o’ them all, make a commitment to love yourself every single day for the rest of your life. If you don’t like what you see in the mirror, only YOU can do something about that – support YOU, be YOUR own best cheerleader, pay YOU compliments, respect YOU and treat YOU like a princess – why? Yep, you’ve guessed it because you absolutely deserve it!

My name is Lisa, and I am self-help book geek.

Fact.

Although, because o’ my extensive knowledge o’ the books in this field, there is very rarely anything that rocks my world anymore.

‘Til now, that is.

Now, I’m not going to get all gushy ’bout a bloke I’ve never met, but Tim Ferriss is a bit of a hero-type. He blogs, he inspires and, most importantly right now, he’s written an uncommon guide to rapid weight loss, incredible sex and becoming superhuman – what can I say? The dude rocks.

He was right about the rapid weight loss, this will first be experienced in your arms while reading it, because this 600 page hardback is HEFTY. It’s also more than a li’l bit awesome.

Why? Well mainly, because it has a whole chapter dedicated to 15 minute female orgasms. Yes, really.

Other reasons I dig this book is:

Tim is on it.
He’s not another American-o dude who irritatingly promises you quick fixes like that one off the QVC channel – ohh, he makes me mad – no, Tim covers fat loss, sleep, better sex, becoming superhuman and he does it all in a really easy-to-understand and funny way. Which is good, because I have a VERY short attention span when it comes to matters o’ fitness and all things healthy.

Now, I didn’t get sent this book for free and I have no affiliation with Mister T, although I think he’d be a rather fabulous dude to know, I just think he is absolutely the go-to dude for all things inspir-o. I don’t want to go to a fitness boot camp, I don’t want to join a slimming club, I just want to get a better understanding o’ my body, how it works and how I can be nicer to it, so it’s nicer to me – um, did I mention 15 minute orgasms?!

Ohhh yes.

It’s out in the UK at the beginning of Feb, and it’s in paperback so it won’t break your back like my Americano version. Oh and FYI: It’s a bit blimmin’ awesome.

www.amazon.co.uk, £7.99

As much as I’d like to say that this has been just another Magic Monday, it hasn’t.

I know, I know. I’m meant to be the Queen o’ Sass and most o’ the time, I am. In fact, if you were to ask the beau, he’ll tell you that I even do moody/grumpy/antsy with a teeny, tiny element o’ sass. It’s just that sometimes, on days like today, I wobble.

And do you know what, that’s totally okay. We’re not perfect. I’m deffo not perfect. Yet, we spend so much time trying to be through fear of upsetting people, not meeting the expectation of others, not being good enough – when actually, all we really need to do is give ourselves permission to be absolutely, positively, beautifully imperfect. To have flaws. To feel a li’l insecure and anxious at times. To feel lost. To wobble. In fact, I’m going to make a permission slip for us all to do all of the above, but on one condition. we are only allowed to do all of those things, as long as deep, deep down in our big beautiful hearts and super-sweet souls, we know we’re freakin’ awesome.

Deal?

Now I know that you might not feel the awesomeness mid-wobble, I didn’t today, that’s fo’ sho’. But I did have a moment, where I thought – ‘g-friend, you need to check yo’self, before you wreck yourself’ and yes, before you ask, I did say it in my best gangsta-girl drawl. Because, as I tried to deal with my anxious, antsy and other not-nice words beginning with A ways, I had to remind myself that I haven’t chosen the easy option.
That in itself makes me awesome, I could totes of taken the easy option.

And not choosing the easy option means that sometimes things will get a li’l tough, and yep, maybe a li’l icky too, but I chose this. Therefore I am awesome.

I won’t bore you with the content o’ the wobble – it was a bunch o’ old tracks on the mp3 player o’ my life that seem to be stuck on repeat and need switching up, pronto – what’s important is, that we allow those feelings to just be. Being a life coach, I’m very quick to be super-harsh on myself. As soon as I woke up this morning I could feel the grey cloud o’ glum resting on my pillow above my head, where the rainbows and unicorns usually sit. And before I even had chance to wallow in the murky ick, I was self-coaching: ‘Lisa, feel where those feelings are for you in your body… now what do you think they really mean? Are they your truth? Or are they a racket that you’re creating?’ which, FYI, are all totally valid questions, but Jeez Louise, if you’re feeling shit, feel shit. If you’re feeling jealous. Feel that green eyed monster coarse through your veins. Whatever your ‘wobble’ is about, let it be. Not for a long period o’ time, I tried to shh mine by listening to Alfie Boe, ‘cept that made me make eyewater. A lot. On public transport. Which then broke down. (The public transport, not me.)

My point is, allow. Give yourself permission to be you. In whatever form that comes in.
Now, I know that I AM kick-ass. I AM fabulous with a remarkable ability to accessorise. I DO wear heels in the snow. I AM inspiring. I DO write books that make girls feel better about themselves. I AM a great life-coach. I AM an artist.
These positive life-affirming statements are at my core.

but these statements are also true o’ me… I DO like chocolate which means I have a chubby tummy. I DO worry. I DO get anxious. I DO cry at LEAST once a week. I DO feel out of my depth sometimes. I DO fret. I AM afraid o’ the dark – literally and metaphorically. I DO love to scream into a pillow.

ALL of these statements are true. It’s just that sometimes – mid-wobble – the bottom statements can become a li’l too big and out-o’-shape and make me feel like I’ve failed at the top statements. This, of course, isn’t the case AT ALL. The fact I fret, doesn’t cancel out my abilities as a coach, nor does my fear of the dark make me any less fabulous, they all just combine to make me the beautifully imperfect Sassy Sorceress that I am.

It’s just that when you allow, you can then start to put your wobbly, out-o’-whack thoughts into some sort of order that actually make sense, shed a li’l perspective on the matter. Personally, I can’t do this alone – I need beau and besties, but if you don’t want to talk about it out loud, make a date with your journal and write and write and then write some more…

So, back to my choice. Yep, it was hard. It’ll continue to be hard – long term it’ll be AMAZING – but right now, it’s freaking hard. Not like when the beau asked me to move in with him – getting to spend more time with hot boy who I heart? That was easy. No, this will deffo be hard, but that’s okay because in every choice we make, we choose who we are. And I chose to be awesomely imperfect.

What do you choose?

EXCITING NEWS! Today sees the launch o’ the too-fabulous-for-words School o’ Sassy Arts.

Yep, after much arm-twisting, I have combined my life-coaching skillz with a whole lot o’ magickal chutzpah to create affordable e-courses that will make your life significantly sweeter! Cool, non?

I’m ringing the school bell and kicking off classes with Rock your Sass – an e-course for grown-up girls, y’know, the Sassy kind. Obv.

Rock your Sass is an 8-week e-Course for grown-up girls packed with juicy, juicy exercises that will help you to: channel your inner goddess, love what you see in the mirror, create awesomeness on an epic scale and become the most kick-ass version of you that you can possibly be. There are invocations, visualisations, mantras and journalling prompts – because seriously, a Sass girl is deffo a journo-keeping girl. Fact. You’ll get gentle nudges to push you out of that comfy place, a hand-to-hold while you shine a torch in the icky shadows where fear and doubt lurk, and a support network of fellow Sass-girls to share it all with…plus the whole course will be sprinkled with my very own glitter-filled brand o’ Sassy magick to add a li’l extra sparkle to the whole occasion!

The idea is to take your very own roadtrip o’ self-discovery alongside like-minded, goddess-girls who want to become feisty, capable and kick-ass…Sounds pretty awesome, non?

This course will kick off on February 2nd, 2011, Sassy-fication in the form of a PDF file will fill your inbox with glitter-filled love each week, you’ll have insta-access to the Sassy Minx’s coaching prowess, that’s me btw, and you’ll have the space to chat and share your experiences with your fellow partners in all things Sass…

Everyone deserves the opportunity to come splash around in the bubble bath o’ Sassy-fication, which is why I’m offering this 8 week course o’ fabulousness at the very special launch price of £55 – I have limited spaces available, so what are waiting for? Email me at: lisa.sassyminx@gmail.com to book your place NOW!

Let 2011 be the year that you Rock Your Sass…

And so…
New Years Day was a bit of a wash-out in the traditional sense that NY day shouldn’t be.

I was partially hungover and not speaking to the VERY hungover boy after having a row at three in the morning. I didn’t eat anything all day apart from the paving slab of chocolate he bought me for Christmas and a korma for dinner and finally, I stayed in bed ALL day and watched Back to the Future, Big and the Horse Whisperer. Before the year had already started I had broken the vow of not drinking as much alcohol, not eating junk food, being full of love and being more active. But instead of feeling crap about it, it was actually quite nice to rebel against and I’ve decided to start my resolutions from Tuesday when I go back to work and I’ve whittled down the paving slab of chocolate just a lil’ bit more.

As a non-conformist kinda gal I think it makes more sense for me to start an inner REVOLUTION from all of my resolutions instead of setting myself up for a big fall like I usually do. In 2010 I picked up some habits that I know I need to work on. So, I know I am best within myself when I am inspired and that is the word for me for 2011-INSPIRED! It sounds mighty cheesy-which I am anyway-but I feel happier internally when I am buzzing about something…..

Internal affairs…..

I spent 2010 not feeling very much like myself. After losing my job the year before, I lost all of my creative confidence too and gave up on looking for the very few jobs available to design in the lingerie industry I loved very much, and worked so hard to flourish in initially. And then, there was a glimmer of hope. In August I swallowed my self-pity and fear and went to an interview for a post in Australia, which I got. Challenging myself opened my eyes again and I began sketching again as well as almost finishing writing my book. Although it later fell through just five weeks before we were due to fly-the recession hit Australia!-I now know that I have to make the steps to make things happen, because if I don’t, I just don’t function.

It’s easy to feel sorry for myself but unless I swallow my pride, it won’t change. It is not going to be easy to stop beating myself up with a big stick even if things are not my fault, but I realise the universe cannot deliver anything unless I aim and say what I want, and what I need. I’m speaking to the boy again too btw, after doing just that.

Body Talks…

I am never going to be happy with my bingo wings but I am never going to be a size 10 either. I have no-one else to blame, I bloody love food and I am not going to penalise myself for doing so, but I am going to go back to my old single ways with the relationship I share with it, because although my beloved skinny-minny man can eat trifle and cheesecake for dessert every day, I cannot. So instead of living pleasurably in a chocolate dipped relationship, I am going for a half-dipped one. I am going back to calorie counting at Glamour diets, which lets me know if I fulfill my five-a-day and I am going back to my three times a week gym habit, the one I had before I spent all my evenings curled up on the sofa watching TV. Its not as cosy, but I know I will feel better stepping outside of my comfort zone and feeling fabulously glamourous at size 14. I love Khloe Kardashian, Immodesty and Kelly Brook and Crystal Renn before they lost the curves, so I am aiming to treat mine a bit better.

Recessionista-the new quality….

I am now working in a job that pays the bills rather than paying for a new YSL handbag which at first was a hard balance to grasp but I am going to keep trying to stop frittering away my money, Ebay-ing where necessary and perfecting my Nigella-esque skills, rather than eating out. I am giving up going out and getting drunk for holidays-with NY and Rome booked, it makes me feel better having something to look forward to rather than dying of a hangover on the sofa with no pennies in my old YSL handbag!

Keep getting inspired…

I love;
Writing-Its time to pitch! Designing-keep on drawing! Cooking-I just love it! Keeping in touch – I need to do it with all my friends around the world but also closer with my family and friends. Treating myself to time – It might take an hour to blow dry my hair, it might take an hour to do yoga but they both make me feel better. Reading blogs – my favourite finds last year, are;
Frou Frou fashionista, from the girls who own a fab lingerie store called Faire Frou Frou in California. Pretty pictures and luscious lingerie a-go-go, it makes me smile and lust everytime.
Rock n Roll Bride-No, I’m not getting married but I heart this blog because its cool, believes in LOVE and beauty and is mighty pretty to look at..
The Man Repeller-its quirky, funny and always brings something new to the table.
The Fabric of my life-Modern Kraftwerk for the modern girl..
Bakerella-for my lucky fella. And me, when I have been good all day!

I think that’s enough for now, but I would love to hear what you are going to do to feel sparkly in this new year?!

Have I got a treat for you!

Do you want to know what 2011 has in store for you? Make a date with destiny and purchase a Sassy Astro Spread.

Read specifically for you, this month-by-month tarot reading will offer you a 12 card insight into YOUR year ahead. Each card will provide a sneaky peek into the events o’ that particular month – is there love stuff coming in March? Will you get that promotion in June? – and will give you the inside info to prep for the coming year – cool, huh?!

And, as if that wasn’t fabulous enough, until the new moon on the 4th January 2011, this Astro Sassy Spread will cost you just £17.50 – I know, good stuff, non?! So, what are you waiting for?

Email me at: Lisa.sassyminx@gmail.com to make your date with destiny now!

FYI: As always, if you’d like to gift this offer as a present, just let me know, and I’ll send you a rather swanky e-voucher for you to print out and present them with – I know, I’m like the gift that keeps giving! Vouchers purchased with this particular offer will be valid until March 4th 2011.

WANT. NEED. MUST HAVE…

I don’t know about you, but I LOVED Upstairs Downstairs on BBC this holiday season. Although I thought Keeley Hawes as Lady Agnes looked delectable, all of her clothes were a bit wishy-washy for my complexion and I preferred the style of Lady Persephone even if her character was up with the fascists! I am enjoying Mulberry coloured make-up big time and have found that mixing it with glitter is a fab look and I also like the carrot-coloured lipstick and maxi dresses. It is so easy to see that the 30’s was a big inspiration to the later Biba and Halston eras, and I for one am integrating lots of decadance and pussy-bow into my wardrobe and mixing it with brogues-I think Lady Percie would approve of my footwear rebellion! After all, if one cannot have, one should aspire.

Maxi dress £75.00, Fur Stole £30.00 , Face pallette in black orchid £15.00,Amplified Neon Orange Lipstick by MAC-£14.00, The Debutante, Katherine Tessaro @Amazon.com, Victoria Cherry Red Nail Varnish, £10.00 by Nails Inc, Francis Brogues £68.00 by Office

Okay gorgeous girls – it’s Monday morning and what better way to kick things off than by flying your Freak Flag, non?

What exactly is a Freak Flag, you ask?

Well, when I think of flying my own Freak Flag, I think about letting my eccentricities, quirks and offbeat ways win out without worrying about so-called social norms.

‘Tis true, I have a touch o’ the kooks.

I have my own vocabulary that I forgot not everyone has access to – it’s refered to rather affectionately by my beau, as ‘Lisa-isms’, I wear accessories that might not be deemed entirely ‘appropriate’, I am determined to be girly no-matter what and yes, that does mean wearing heels in the snow, I sometimes get so angry I say curse words that would make a sailor blush, I eat my dessert before my main meal just in case I get too full and miss out on dessert entirely, I have an unabashed love of boy bands, and… well, quite frankly, my list could go on indefinitely.

The point is, when we give ourselves a permission slip to ‘fly our freak flag’ we become more authentically ourselves. I know, it sounds simple, right? What I mean is, the more true we are to who we are, and what we believe, the easier life becomes. How do I know? Well, I spent a HUGE part of my twenties, trying to be someone I wasn’t – a skater girl, a hipster, a perfect girlfriend, a huge success, a size 12, a picture perfect reflection of the girls in magazines, a grown-up – yet when I stopped trying to be what I thought everyone wanted me to be, things started to fall into place.

The lesson? Rather than trying to copy, or be that person or fit in, I dare you to be still, listen to the whispers of your heart and follow it’s call – really, I dare you. Go do it now.

My whole world has become a substantial slice o’ awesome pie since I have given myself permission to embrace my kooks and quirks. When I stopped worrying what people might think of me if I did this, wore that, said this, wrote that, it was as if a miracle had occurred.

It’ll happen for you too if you just allow the real you to emerge, and to forget and not care what other people may say. The thing is – and I’m letting you in on a Sassy Secret here – people ‘usually’ go one of two ways: either they’ll be the kind o’ person who are too busy obsessing over their own lives that they won’t even comment on what you’re wearing, doing or saying, OR they’ll be the kind o’ person who will talk about you no matter what you end up doing – so you’ll either be too wild or too boring. Now, what would you rather be?

In his book ‘The Four Agreements’ Don Miguel Ruiz has four rules you should live by and one of the agreements is: “Don’t take anything personally – what you think of me is none of my business.” When you finally subscribe to this belief and do what your heart moves you to do, you’ll feel a huge weight being lifted from your shoulders.”

High fives to that!

To do:

– Where do you fancy going that you would normally wait to go with a beau or a friend? An art exhibition? Coffee and cake at the new art house in town? Whatever you do, do it alone. Set aside a morning/afternoon, dress up, and take yourself on a date – be nice to yourself, spend time with yourself and realise why you’re so freakin’ awesome…because, do you know what? YOU ARE.

– List your quirks, your eccentricities, all the things that make you YOU-niquely you – the things that you may have been mocked for in the past, and celebrate them, each and every one of them by declaring them to the world…

I declare that I, Lisa Clark, am proud to be a magickal minx who has a penchant for pink accessories, all things witchy, boybands, afternoon naps and wearing heels – no matter what.

Your turn…what do you declare?

So, before we can move forward and start on the really, really good stuff, we need to get an awareness of any icksville an un-lovely stuff that’s stopping us from moving forward… You don’t have to get too deep, this isn’t a counseling session, but you DO need to know what you’re working with in order to make any kind o’ progress with Viva La Sass…

So, let’s do it, let’s get down and dirty.

What’s the stuff that you’d just rather not talk about? The stuff that you’d rather just brush under the carpet – what’s holding you back? What’s stopping you from being the most awesome version of you that you can possibly be? Take a deep breath and really think about it – is it fear? do you think you don’t deserve good things to happen to you? Do you see yourself as an unlucky person? Do you blame circumstances like your upbringing for you not being successful? Would your life be better if you were prettier, slimmer, had more money, lived in a bigger and better house? Whatever the reason, the most important thing is to be honest with yourself…

Okay so it’s time for Li’l miss Sass to ‘fess up – I may seem super-confident and ‘together’ – and for the most part, I absolutely am…but I have a very annoying voice in my head that likes to tell me on a near daily basis that I’m not worthy.
I’m not worthy of a super-full bank account.
I’m not worthy of a hot beau who loves and adores me.
I’m not worthy of success.
I’m not worthy of friends who would do absolutely anything for me.
I’m not worthy of owning nice things.

Now, when I let it, which despite everything I know, I’m sometimes inclined to do, it can really ruin my fun.
It’s like a pesky downpour on a just-straightened ‘do. Now, I’m really aware that the ‘I’m not worthy’ label is just a story I tell myself, and I’m the only person who can change that story…(more about our ability to story tell later) It’s not an overnight thing, if it was, I’d flick the switch from ‘I’m not worthy’ to ‘I’m freakin’ fabulous and worthy of EVERYTHING I desire’ in nano seconds.
‘Cept it’s not as easy as that, but I am working on it – wanna know how?

♥ Each time I find myself pinning the ‘I’m not worthy’ label to my chest, I ask myself why.
Not always right away, obv., I like a wallow as much as the next girl, but if a bar of Galaxy chocolate and an hour-long ‘poor me’ drama-queen-esque convo with one of my besties doesn’t cut it, I have to go deeper.
What’s the connection? Is it something that was said to me as a kid? Usually.
A flippant comment from a teacher, a boy in my class or a family member, can take me right back to being 8 again. Now, instead of letting that comment continue to have power, I have strted to delete them from the memory ipod in my brain and start downloading a new track in it’s place.

For example, if you believe that you’re never going to have money in your bank account because you’re from a council estate and your fam have never had money, you need to acknowledge that particular story, know that it’s an outdated and no longer needed belief, delete it – a good way to do this is by writing it on paper and burning it to release it – then download a brand-spanking new one. Like – ‘I rock and I positively deserve prosperity and abundance’ – then, you need to keep re-playing the new one over and over on repeat as if it’s our favourite ever tune, ’til you actually start to believe it…

Then, the next time the same issue comes up, because it undoubtedly will, dig around and find another comment that someone has made, or a story that you have made for yourself, and deal with it in exactly the same way…

So Sassy Ones – it’s time to start acknowledging, deleting and downloading new tracks that will help us rock our awesomeness. I’d love for you to share, but what I really want is for you to start being honest with yourself… The New Moon is in Saggo, which is perfect-o for showing some guts, ditching your past and allowing you to move onwards and upwards with ease…Go for it, girls!

Come join me on Cloud Nine for a reading!

The lovely Cherry Picked Pop-Up Pamper Parlour has teamed up with Youlovefashion.com to take you to Cloud Nine on the 8th September at The Lodge in East Dulwich, for the recessionista-friendly price of £8 which includes a glass o’ wine, a cupcake (courtesy of Cory’s Mum’s Cupcakes) and entry to the outfit exchange.

Starting at 7pm, exclusive tunes from DJ KiRA will keep you chilled at this hot event and anyone who purchases a ticket before the 25th August will be entered into a prize draw to win a makeover on the night – fabu!

The Youlovefashion.com Bazaar will be overflowing with handmade, original and vintage clothing, modern one-off designer and accessory bargains with stalls from Belle Coco and the like. Or swap some of your less cherished clothes in the outfit exchange. A seamstress will be on hand to make sure it all fits – what more could you want?!

The Cherry Picked Pop-Up Pamper Parlour will be a haven of relaxation and pampering bliss. Nine beauty treatments are available on the ‘Pamper Production Line’, bookable in advance, with prices starting at just £9. They include everything from a reflexology session to a mini-manicure, massage or facial. Email cherrypickedstyling@yahoo.co.uk for prices and booking.

Or find out how fashionable your future will be with a tarot reading for £10 from The Sassy Sorceress – that’s me! – whilst sipping on a yummo Cloud Nine Cocktail.

It’s the perfect-o combo o’ fabulousness so don’t delay, book your tickets today http://www.wegottickets.com/event/89511 to buy tickets online.

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