Niki is back this week to do whatever she does….out loud. Get them, tiger.
It’s been a hot minute since I’ve got some things off my chest so time for some rants from me.
I’m so excited to go to America next year (not so much for the company… hi Arman). From now until then, I am saving every cent I have so I can go shopping! Oh, and see the sights too. But shopping > sights.
Speaking of shopping…..I really want a fireplace. Not because it is cold. Because Arman’s beanie needs to be burnt. Stat. I’m embarrassed to be with him in public when he wears it. (Editors note- She wears it when I’m not around).
Chicken parmagianas are one of life’s greatest foods. Why? Because the ones in Australia are massive, use cheap cuts of chicken and is covered in the worst quality breadcrumbs. Add some tomato sauce and cheap processed cheese? It makes me feel as good as what it makes Miranda Kerr feel like after eating goji berries.
I love social media. Well, not really. Well, yes I do. So Arman posted the below picture on Instagram and someone commented that I had a really big nose. BINGO! I do have a big nose! It comes with being Persian.
Actually, I used to have a small nose then I fell off the slide when I was five so now I have a big nose not due to heritage.
Don’t worry though, I work my angles so it’s not evident. I’m not going to get a nosejob anytime soon. Well, until I find a rich man to buy me a new one or get adopted by one of the housewives (not Lisa Vanderpump, her accent makes me cry British tears of anger).
Australian McDonalds just released this burger. It’s called the ‘McMate’ and apparently, 15,859 helped create it.
Guys….it’s just a cheeseburger with BBQ sauce and mayo mixed together.
Eve (and Gwen Stefani) blew my mind. This didn’t.
I am ashamed to admit that since I’ve finished every possible episode of the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, I secumed to the Real Housewives of Melbourne.
Oh God it was heinous. It made me embarrassed to live in Melbourne!
I also binge watched every episode in one night and wanted to cry, knowing a single pair of their footwear is my net worth. (Editors note- that’s being generous. These girls don’t shop at K-Mart).
Sorry I don’t have more riveting news for you today. I’ve started back at university and my professor for environmental engineering could actually be the human form of a sleeping pill.
Does your city have their version of The Real Housewives?
Have you eaten a (massive) chicken parmagiana before?
Shopping > sightseeing. Who’s with me?
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