OMG, what a day! Like, seriously, I can’t even. So, I wake up in Beddau, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be lit!” Spoiler alert: it was NOT lit.
First off, I’m a stylist, so I’m all about that fashion life. I grab my coffee from the local café on Cardiff Road. You know, the one with the cute barista? Yeah, him. Anyway, I’m buzzing, ready to slay the day. But then, I get a call. My first client, bless her heart, is stuck in traffic on Church Street. Like, who even gets stuck in traffic in Beddau? It’s a small town!
So, I’m pacing around, trying to keep my cool. I mean, I’ve got a whole wardrobe to style! I start thinking about how I could’ve just stayed in bed, binge-watching Netflix. But nooo, I chose to be a responsible adult. Ugh.
Finally, she shows up, looking like she just rolled outta bed. I’m like, “Girl, we need to fix this!” We dive into the styling session, and I’m pulling out all the stops. I mean, I’m talking about mixing patterns, layering, the whole shebang. And she’s loving it! I’m feeling like a fashion wizard.
But then, outta nowhere, her phone rings. It’s her mum. And let me tell you, her mum is a piece of work. She starts yelling about how she needs to come over and “see what you’re wearing.” I’m like, “Noooo, please don’t!” I can’t have a mum judging my work!
So, I’m trying to keep the vibe up, but inside I’m like, “This is a disaster.” I mean, who wants a fashion critique from a mum? Not me!
After that, I rush over to the park on the corner of Beddau Road. I need a breather. I sit on a bench, and it’s actually kinda nice. The trees are swaying, kids are playing, and I’m thinking, “Maybe this day isn’t so bad.” But then, I see this dog. A big, fluffy golden retriever. And it runs straight towards me, jumps up, and—BAM!—mud all over my new shoes! I’m like, “Are you kidding me?!”
I’m fuming. I mean, I just styled a whole outfit, and now I’m covered in mud. I can’t even. So, I head to the nearest shop on High Street to grab some cleaning supplies. The shopkeeper is this sweet old lady, and she’s like, “Oh dear, what happened?” I’m like, “Just a dog, no biggie.” But inside, I’m screaming.
Finally, I get back to my car, and I’m ready to head home. But wait! I forgot my phone in the café! So, I sprint back, dodging people on the street. I’m like a madwoman. I get there, and the barista is holding my phone, looking all cute. I’m like, “Thanks, you saved my life!”
By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. I flop onto my couch, and I’m just like, “What even was today?” I mean, Beddau is usually chill, but today was a rollercoaster.
So, I pour myself a glass of wine and think about how tomorrow’s gotta be better. I mean, it can’t get worse, right? Right?!
Anyway, that’s my day in Beddau. Full of chaos, mud, and a sprinkle of fashion magic. Can’t wait to do it all again tomorrow!