This post is all about the big dreams and goals I had in life that are too far reaching I have given up wanting them because of one thing or another.
As a young child I had a huge love for fashion, particularly fashion design; I remember watching the Fashion Roadshows on TV and The House of Elliot and I remember begging my parents for the Barbie design packs and the make your own design toys. I got a small pack once, but mum didn’t like my enthusiasm for it.
When I was going through the pack like nobody’s business, she grew angry about it and tersely stopped my enthusiastic interest in fashion by stating that a fat girl like me would be torn apart in the fashion industry. She really did a number on my confidence when she knew I actually wanted this as a career.
I was eight or nine years old when I gave up wanting that sort of thing and I grew to detest other girls who were really into that sort of thing because of jealousy issues… if I can’t have that life because of how I look, then why should I support them? I grew bitter, I admit that.
Because even when I had lost the weight to my mother’s satisfaction there was always the issue of my squinty eyes and my smile is never right either, in fact, my smile looked like a snarl or a grimace.
So the big dream I had as a kid to be a fashion designer went out of the window as did my dream of ever going on the cover of Vogue magazine – which is still something I kind of dream of from time to time.
Another dream I am trying to come to terms with is the fact that since I was a child, I had always wanted a large family – I wanted a minimum of five children all told and as many as nature or God would give me.
I am coming to terms with the fact I am now 40yrs old and have only one son because of the lack of enthusiasm from his father to have any more with me.
It’s hard to digest because I have the belief that as a woman, I should be mother to a large brood as its natures intention – but there you go, circumstances out of my control dictates to me I can’t have anymore; unless I am lucky enough to have a new relationship soon and I have taken a large chunk out of my paternal families genepool, so that I am fertile into my mid 50s like they are!
OK I suppose for many being a mother to a large family isn’t such a big dream, but it’s one of mine.
Another one of my dreams is to have my stories made into movies, comics or TV shows. I prefer them to be on screen, I have never written for the motivation to create books – just stories for a screen.
I write the things I want to see on TV.
I have always had the dream of brainstorming with the stars my new story ideas, sitting there discussing what we should do and testing the water a bit with some playful dialogue with each other or play acting things as we’re thinking about them. I loved drama class at school, though I’d never be confident enough to be a professional actress, it’s not stage fright I have, it’s the idea of becoming too well known where I lose control over my right to peace and tranquillity of not being bothered everywhere I go.
I had my fifteen minutes of fame as a teenager and it drove me bonkers. I won a fight with the biggest group of school bullies single handed and I became the popular kid for about a month, until my grumpiness about being followed around made people avoid me – Well, I was a moody Goth at the time.
It also became bothersome for a few years that every so often I’d be pulled up in the street being mistaken for two celebrities, this was worse when I was thin! People didn’t believe I weren’t one of them, because my voice is so much like hers. Martine McCutcheon, the singer that was also on EastEnders for a time.
I have to admit; I worked on my voice a lot to try and not to sound like her so people would believe me!
I had also wanted some of my stories to be theatre plays, musicals in particular for some of them as I have a huge love for music as much as I do writing and fashion. I haven’t learned to read music, but when I lived in London and was still in contact with my family my brother let me use his Cubase and was astounded at the compositions I made for my rap/rock band I had in college.
A few people in my family and friendship circle keep telling me I should be a professional singer but I don’t want to do that, I only really want to write the lyrics and compose the music whilst someone else sings them.
I know it sounds like I don’t care about my craft very much but the average song or poem I write can be done in less than half an hour on average and it’s never revised. Composing music can take one to three days with Cubase, that’s my average anyway – unfortunately I don’t have access to Cubase anymore.
I have also wanted to have a breedable pair of dogs and train them like I always do, but specifically for agility contests and go to dog sports events with them as a competitor. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do, but when I had dogs when I lived with my parents my mother wouldn’t let me go to the events unless they were within three miles of the house. So the only event I went to was for three years and that was the Silverstream summer fete contests in Burnt Oak, North London.
My dream has been to have a breedable pair of dogs because I want to keep the bloodline of my original dog in the family for generations, so I am never without at least one dog and the dogs could be inherited down to the family. Henry loves the idea of this, but Paul says we can’t afford a dog anymore – not with this heat or eat crisis that is going on in the UK right now.
I have also been interested in fly ball and other dog sport activities.
In the past I have been known to train dogs to understand at least thirty commands, but it depends on the dog and my time with them. To get to the thirty command stage I worked on a new dog three hours a day for four months solid. I didn’t have that much time with some of the others when I lived with my mum. But mum hated the bond I had with that dog in particular so much, she got rid of it and gave it to an aunt, broke my heart. That puppy would have been amazing when she was older.
Another dream of mine is to rebuild The Garden Of Eden, but there you go, probably a little too big for me?
I have simple dreams really – like winning a bakery contest in a country fair, or a contest in applique design.
I know given the right circumstances and resources, I’d be as glamorous as Lady Gaga and other similar stars – I know I would have wacky ideas for fashion, I love to play – I am a very playful person and I like shinies – not necessarily jewellery, I don’t really like to wear that much of it – but I do like shiny things and bold fashion.
I am a big fan of Moschino since Jeremy Scott took over a lot of the designs, that’s the kinda wacky I am on about!
I’m unashamedly a big kid at heart, really I am – there are times I wished that the public weren’t so snippy as I’d love to wear plaited pig tails again in public, not just around the house!
I say I don’t like wearing jewellery much, but I do love bangles – I am the annoying office worker that has ten up each arm and types at 90wpm and jingles all the way! Or at least I used to be, before the bracelets got presumably lost.
I try to keep a turquoise at my throat area as much as possible too.
But other than that most of my ideas for my dreams are pretty small.
If money was no object I’d probably have a huge house simply so I can adopt more people and let people stay over and use me as a stop gap – as I am very friendly and I like guests if they are friendly. I’d have acres of land just so I can have many different types of garden and entertainment areas and play areas for children and pets.
I’d probably be a party animal, any excuse for a party if I knew I had friends or a lot of people to invite to them, that is. As I do love parties, but I don’t like drinking much – I just enjoy the positive energy of parties. Easter, Christmas, Halloween, birthdays, BBQ, New Year, etc. I love dinner parties too especially if there are guests who are not opposed to games after dinner.
I love planning for events, decorating, preparing, I love it sometimes more than the actual thing itself. I put my heart and soul into things like that – but it’s an almost non-existent life here with Paul, he doesn’t socialise and so… life in a word is DULL.
I am always thinking about how amazing things are going to be for the people who are going to attend, it’s selfless, I think about individuals who will be there. It’s just me – I don’t know if I have ever mentioned this before but I was in the hospitality trade for a while as a PA for VIPS. I was doing so well at Nordic Cruises base as a meet and greeter and was quite popular with the clients for it, that I was offered to go on the cruises for some of the people, but I had to give up the job when they offered me that – because mum didn’t approve me leaving the house for weeks on end.
Because part of my job as a meet and greeter was to also provide lunches and I was so friendly and got to know people so well that I started to customise lunches for people I knew were going to attend meetings that day.
I loved that job, I am a people pleaser if I am honest – it brings me joy to make people feel at home! I think it was Nordic Cruises anyway; my memory might be a big off. But whatever, I loved it there even if I wasn’t there for more than a couple of months, of all jobs I had up to that point I thrived there.
So I think the biggest most extravagant thing outside of being on Vogue’s cover magazine and having my stories made into movies would be this… A three day party cruise with a pool with all my favourite people on board almost like an annual thing.
Another extravagant thing is an ice-cream sundae I always wanted to try in New York at Serendipities, it’s the opulent sundae. Just because it looks freaking cool… no pun intended, its ice-cream – eye roll time! But it’s like 1k for it! 1k!
But there you go.
Other than that, I just like simple things. Like the idea of going on the world’s longest zip wire… going zorbing… learning to roller skate and ride a bike… silly things like that.
Thanks for reading!