Truly madly deeply

The Alan Rickman movie weekend continues.

Am a little bit sad, a little bit melancholic, and left with a particularly subtle feeling of warmth and comfort in my belly after watching "Truly madly deeply".
Such a good movie.

This is a strange time of the year for me, having lost a really close family member four years ago and I am, for the first time this year, remembering his last days while the anniversary of his passing approaches.

I guess the movie hit the spot in a way.

It's not all rainbow and sunshine in the fantabulitious camp, but we are wise enough to remember the good times even when reminded by the calendar of the darkest times.

Because life is the most fantabulitious thing in the world.

Since it's saturday...

... the fantabulitious girl has slept in. Really slept in. Oh the joys of weekends!
I love friday nights and staying up all night like I did in my unemployed, student, carefree days. Call me nostalgic.
So, last night after a wonderful party celebrating a friends' birthday, I returned home drunk on girl power, smiles and vanilla cappucino, my stomach wonderfully teased with napolitani chocolati and ready for dinner.
Yeah, I picked up a pizza on my way home. It was delicious, and my inner foodie wanted a bite. Not regretting it one bit.

So, move on. I have been planning to see this movie called "Blow dry" for ages now, and I finally tore away from the book I've been reading and got to it. Boy oh boy I have a girly hard on for Alan Rickman most days of the year, but this... yummy. Let me repeat it - YUMMY!

Mid afternoon today i popped downstairs to the bodega for more yumminess that, with a little bit of inspiration turned into grilled fish in garlic sauce, couscous/zucchini on the side and a perfect I-cannon-tell-you-how-perfect bean/corn/spring onions salad. Strawberries and dark chocolate for desert.

Now it's time for some light reading, followed by a run, then a bubble bath and a night of hedonism.

Here's to a fantabulitious week, almost over, so tomorrow I'll post the week 1 results!

Flying on the wings of my vow...

... I have been honoring the rules of the Fantabulitious girl religiously.

My inner foodie has been at its happiest, and has sent the info to my brain.

My muscles do remember what it's like to huff and puff and create all those other noises a blob of fat, energy and fantabulitiousness that is me usually makes while running down the street.

And well... let's just say that the fantabulitious girl has a lemon yellow handbag to go with her matching lemon yellow nail polish, already tried on and much enjoyed this afternoon. And some other cool and red accesories... oh how I love to fly on the wings of a new idea!

This is a feel-good post, one I will most definitely return to when my initial kick wears off.

But since I am now working together with my inner fantabulitious girl, and she is invincible, like any other hero with superpowers, I am guessing this could be a smoother ride than it ever was.

Here's to the euforia of a great start to a fantabulitious year!

Week 1 Challenge

All challenges will be put in a separate blog, as well as results and placed into categories.
(This is my moon Virgo speaking, my Aquarius is too busy rolling her eyes and my Gemini is thinking what to write next at this very moment).


Taa-dum!

The FOODIE CHALLENGE
designed to satisfy my inner foodie:

Eat yummy and clean. You know what that means. Key word: variety


The MOVE IT, SHAKE IT CHALLENGE
designed to lead me to my bikini body:

Go for a half hour walk/run five out of seven days a week. If it rains, find something else to do that fits in the category.


The FANTABULITIOUS CHALLENGE
designed to remind me of my fantabulitiousness:

Put some new color in my life. Clothes, toenails, mascara, hair accesories... be creative.

Report with results in a week. Byeee!!

House rules

Here at Fantabulitious Inc. we take our fantabulitiousness very seriously.
That's why we have house rules to never forget where our heart is.

The house rules are as follows:

Rule Nr. 1:
NEVER EVER EVER EVER QUIT.

This one is self-explanatory. I just had the urge to put it in writing one last time, because I don't plan to dwell on self-doubt and even beginning to think that this is not possible. After all, I am the fantabulitious girl. To me, everything is possible.

Rule Nr. 2:
USE YOUR KNOWLEDGE.

You know what I mean. Every experienced dieter has the knowledge that could put the Hogwarts library to shame when it comes to the subject of nutrition and exercise. Since this blog will not be a diet blog, this is just a moment to establish that all that is needed is to use the facts I already know.

Rule Nr. 3:
AIM HIGH. LIKE, REALLY HIGH.

Because ther e is no such thing as aiming too high.

So, there it is.

Anybody here already? Thoughts? Comments? Flames? The fantabulitious girl is a really curious creature and will welcome you with open arms (as long as you're not too flamey).

Intro

Fabulous.
Fantastic.
Delicious.

This is a challenge, a goal or a choice, take it as you wish. For me, it's all three.
It's not important who I am or what I do. If you are really curious, I am an artist, born in the sun sign of Aquarius that ascends in Gemini and my Moon is in Virgo. If you choose to bother, go look it up, I am a rather accurate specimen of the species.

What matters is that here, on this blog, I will log my journey while answering to a challenge presented to me by my conscience, my pig-headed strong will and most of all the fabulous, fantastic and delicious girl residing within my bones.

So, hello and enjoy the ride!

I have been challenged to change my life, my mind and my body by the greater forces listed above. I have a year to this date to do all three or face doom in the form of conformism and life in the average lane.

Time: One year.
Goal: A bikini body, a free mind and a fantabulitious life.
Contender: The fantabulitious girl aka me.
Mantra: I am not into life in the average lane.

Buckle up, we are taking off!

p.s. This is not another diet blog, rest assured.