#ManCrushMonday: Olly Murs

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If like me you tune into The X Factor on a weekly basis, you will hopefully appreciate this week’s Man Crush Monday… Olly Murs!

As much as I loved Dermot O’Leary on a Saturday & Sunday night, I have to say, cheeky chappy Olly Murs is a welcome replacement. His flirtatious banter with Caroline Flack and occasional word vomit have kept me entertained since August, so I think this week he deserves a little attention!

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Since 2009 (yes 2009!), Olly Murs has been gracing us with his presence on radio and television alike. As one of the most successful X Factor runner-ups, his career has gone from strength to strength, including 4 UK number one singles, a few (minor) successes in the US, and now his presenting role on The X Factor has brought him full circle.

Essex boy at heart, one of the things I like about Olly is how genuine and ‘normal’ he seems. I can imagine him having a pint in a pub with the lads, or enjoying a curry takeaway while watching I’m A Celebrity with the missus. I may be wrong, but I like to imagine him as a typical British boy next door. Except when he’s stripping down into a questionable thong on stage of course:

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As well as a great, positive attitude, a  I am extremely jealous of the Troublemakers closet, and would like to spend an hour or so in there with him… Picking out clothes for myself of course! Although for you to really appreciate his dress sense, you will have to look elsewhere because most of the pictures in this post feature very little clothing.

Fun Facts About Olly Murs

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  • Olly has a twin brother, but they are estranged, because Olly missed his wedding because due to The X Factor in 2009.
  • In 2007 he appeared on Deal or No Deal and went on to win a WHOPPING £10! (I’m sure his X Factor money doesn’t even compare!).
  • Despite his very successful and lucrative pop career, Olly continued to live with his parents until 2012 (three years after his run on The X Factor).
  • Before finding fame, Mr. Murs worked in a call centre and was part of a band called Small Town Blaggers.
  • During that time, he auditioned for The X Factor twice, failing on both occasions!

And there you have it, everything you need to know about Olly Murs, along with some skin-flashing images to perk up your Monday! Be careful when looking at these pictures, as they may cause your heart to skip a beat… (See what I did there? :-P)

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Welcome to the Neighbourhood

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I’ve taken a little bit of a break from WordPress over the last couple of weeks. I was very busy with work and honestly wasn’t feeling very inspired.

This week I’ve started following some new blogs, and have just been quietly absorbing this lovely community, regaining my focus and admiring some wonderfully written works.

It’s made me evaluate what I want my blog to be about, and what I want to say. I think I’m going in the right direction, but I just need a little bit more discipline!

One of the things that I’ve enjoyed a lot and I think has been well received has been the Man Crush Monday. So this is something I’m going to continue to do frequently, and hopefully consistently!

Also, I like sharing personal experiences and advice. As one half of a gay couple I am always fascinated when I discover blogs with similar lifestyles and stories. Finding people who can share my aspirations, obstacles and milestones is always fun, and I hope to be more of a voice in that sense.

When I started, I had it in my mind that Pink Suburbia was going to be about my gay life in suburbia, and while it is still an ongoing theme, here I’m able to share my passions for film, television, entertainment, and most importantly, my husband.

With Pink Suburbia I’ve created a little online home for myself, on a gay-friendly street with the most fascinating neighbours. So if you’re reading this, it means I have another chance to welcome you to the neighbourhood! On Wednesdays we wear pink.

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Secret Love Song: A Secret Love Story

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Little Mix released their new album just over two weeks ago, and there is one song that for me personally stands out above the rest.

On the deluxe edition of the album ‘Get Weird’, you will find a stunning little number, tucked away in the tail end of the collection. Secret Love Song, Pt II is a wonderful ballad about, well, a secret love.

On first listen, I picked up on the main themes of the song because of the heartbreaking lyrics:

You and I both have to hide on the outside
Where I can’t be yours and you can’t be mine

Straight away, I felt a connection to the lyrics. It reminded me of the time before I came out. I had been with my boyfriend (now husband) for a few months. We were actually already living together! But still, I hadn’t admitted to a large part of my family that I was gay. At the time I was living far away from my mother & sister (who already knew), and I felt it was important not to rock the boat or let my religious family members know in case they didn’t react well.

It’s quite funny looking back now, because we were actually really good at sneaking around. My family helped me move into my new house, not even realising that I was moving in with my boyfriend! But as amusing as it is now, I remember it was actually really frustrating at times having to keep such a huge secret.

I had met the love of my life and I couldn’t even share it with my loved ones. We would go out, and I would always be looking over my shoulder, worrying someone would recognise me. I hesitantly held his hand in public, but I could never relax.

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Eventually, I came out to everyone very publicly on Facebook. It was a massive relief, not to be afraid of showing affection to the man I loved. Most of my family didn’t react very well, and I lost contact with a lot of them over my relationship, but it was the best thing I’ve ever done. The freedom it gave me was incredible, and even though there was some negativity, I was mostly met with a loving response.

This song reminds me of how far I’ve come and the lengths I’ve gone through to prove that my love is something special. Unfortunately, there are still many people who have to live their lives in secret, afraid of being rejected, or even worse, killed for loving who they love.

I’m posting this song and my story because it really touched my heart, and I wanted anyone else out there who relates to this  in some way to know that who you love shouldn’t have to be a secret, especially because you just can’t help it.

PS: Thank you Little Mix for such a great song and embracing it as an LGBT love anthem. ❤

The Electric Drill: An Original Halloween Horror Story

Halloween may be over, but I’d like to share a short story about my horrific ordeal this year. No, I wasn’t chased down an alley by Ghostface, or possessed by evil spirits. Something much worse happened to me this Halloween… I had a dentist’s appointment!

The Electric Drill

Evil DentistI shut my eyes tightly, feeling a hot tear trickle down my face and onto his operating chair. The burning spotlight on my face was almost a distraction from his metallic tools, digging away into my open mouth. My toes curled and my body recoiled in agony, but I attempted to hide these inadvertent reactions. I can’t let him see the power he has over me. I will not let this monster feed of my pain and suffering. As my mouth filled up with the coppery taste of blood, he removed his caveman-like hands from my mouth. I thought it was over, that he’d finally gotten his fill from my torture and that I would be set free. Little did I know, things were about to get worse.

The momentary silence was abruptly cut short by a new sound. A sound that sent shivers down my spine and chilled me to the core. An electric drill. ‘This is it.’ I thought. ‘This is when my heart gives out. I don’t think I can take any more of this.’ As the drill sound draws nearer, I scrunch my eyes even tighter than before, and I feel my back spasm in anticipation. When the cold drill finally makes contact with my teeth the sound fills my entire head. It sends my ears ringing into surround sound and I can’t even hear my thoughts anymore. I feel my tears mix with the newly formed cold sweat seeping from my face.

The experience is so completely consuming, I have to concentrate on my senses to be able to feel them. Though my eyes are shut, I am desperate to open them, to look into my attackers eyes and beg him to stop. My tongue is overpowered by the taste of blood, a metallic taste that is so distinct, there is no denying its presence. The smell from the room is so surgical and medical, it makes me feel cold and inhuman. My eardrums are trembling with every movement he makes within my mouth, which is now dry and cracking from being open for so long.

Just as I am starting to give up hope, and giving into the sickening feeling that this torture will never end, the drill stops. I don’t feel anything in my mouth anymore, just the sharp reminder of bruised and swelling gums, in an almost unrecognizably fragile state. I cautiously run my tongue along my teeth, counting them. By some miracle they all appear to be intact. I hesitate opening my eyes, allowing them to adjust to the brightness and refocus after being in complete darkness for so long. As the shapes around the room start to become clear, I see him, standing over me, with a mask covering his mouth, but his eyes penetrating mine.

Finally, I feel a surge of relief. It’s over. I’ve survived his twisted and crude torment. He’s going to let me go. But before I’m able to move or say anything, he pulls the surgical mask down and says, ‘We’re done now. See you again in three months’.

The End

Scared MickeyOk, so a routine cleaning at the dentist may not seem like such a scary thing for most, but I’ve always had a horrible fear of dentists. I never feel so vulnerable or exposed as I do when I go to see my dentist (who is lovely by the way and nothing like the monster in this story!). I made the mistake of booking an appointment on October 31st without realising what day it was, and then spent the whole time worrying that I would somehow end up a bloody, toothless ghost or zombie.

Luckily that wasn’t the case, and I was able to eat lots of junk food, drink and enjoy Halloween! I hope everyone else had a good Halloween too!