http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/en-EUMokoFeed10http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/a0/55acdaa614a83b9d515358faea9679_160x200.jpghttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/02/04/i-m-on-it-5505535/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-02-04:/2009/02/04/i-m-on-it-5505535/Wed, 04 Feb 2009 13:58:53 +0100 <p>Wednesday 4 Feburary<br> Got up at 645 and made it to the gym. Did a super fast, sweaty 30mins on treadmill to get the blood flowing. It may have got my blood flowing abit too fast as I lost my temper with a fitness instructor.<br> Somebody came up to me to talk about persona training (bescially trying to sell me personal training) and I lost it and told him to leave me alone. BUT he woud me up, he was like "I'm adam, whats your name' - what a lame speech. I said i didnt want to tell him my name.<br> What really annoyed me was he caught up with me later in my session, saying i was rude and then saying his pitch again. Soooo annoying.<br> Anyway, apart from that everything has gone super smothly.<br> I managwed to get my high heels re-heeled before work, got some breakfast, read the papers, thought about stories<br> AND then told my editor I wanted to resign.<br> My ego is hurt becuase she didnt beg me to stay or anything.<br> But I dont care if it means I can leave. (With a pay-off)<br> The ball is in the editor's court...</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/02/04/i-m-on-it-5505535/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/02/04/i-m-on-it-5505535/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/02/04/snow-cowardice-5505384/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-02-04:/2009/02/04/snow-cowardice-5505384/Wed, 04 Feb 2009 13:26:34 +0100 <p>Tuesday 3 February<br> Woke up with a massive headache, (combo of choc and resignation stress). So downed some nurofen and complemented them with a ryvita (figured it may help the blood sugar) and set off for the gym.<br> Thankfully it was opened as i needed one hour to myself before the big R.<br> Afterwards, i showered and changed and put on a power dress - black dress, snakeskin belt and super tall snakeskin heels with minxy ear-earings.<br> And as I was walking in, I got the bombshell. We didnt need to be in the office because of the snow.<br> Obviously I was near the office because my gym is near the office so I turned up.<br> I vaguely hoped the overall editor would still make it in and I could hand in my R. The editor wasnt...<br> Got brownie points and looked super keen for coming in (although that want my intention)<br> I didnt even do that much work. I made it look like i did by appearing super keen to get a line on Lily Allen.<br> But really i was sorting out a free dress for the BAFTAs and make-up session and hair-cut. And organising the BBC presenter Tom Deacon's birthday. And eating free chocolates sent to the travel desk for a feature they were writing.<br> In my defense I had a healthy lunch of salad and rice from the sushi place, but I ruined it in the evening.<br> I promised Firgas id make her a chocolate cake as a belated birthday present and the plan was to make LOTS yesterday and share them between her and the BBC presenter. But I didntmake enough...<br> So I went to Tesco and bought a bog standard sponge for 83p and some cooks chocolate. When I got home I melted the choc (and licked the bowl lots) and iced the cake to make it look home made. I even lifted up the two halves with a spatula and stuck some of my own icing in the middle.<br> I was meant to meet the fasion designer that evening, but he cancelled again, so i gave myself time off. Got a mini 200ml bottle of wine and decided to TREAT myself with smoked salmon and salad. And then I had one of the gingerbread hearts plus a cupcake that I didnt give the BBC guy. Bliss but I felt quite piggy!<br> Watched another pisode of Jonathan Creek and got to bed at about 10pm, setting my alarm for 645am so i could get to the gym in the morning and burn off more chocolate bingeing!<br> Two things to do tomorrow<br> (1) Eat less chocolate (v important)<br> (2) Hand in resignation (also quite important)<br> And if i was to find a hot man, preferably rich, that'd be good too. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/02/04/snow-cowardice-5505384/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmentlovehttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/02/04/snow-cowardice-5505384/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/02/04/snow-madness-5505302/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-02-04:/2009/02/04/snow-madness-5505302/Wed, 04 Feb 2009 13:10:10 +0100 <p>Monday 2 February<br> I couldnt do anything today - by the time I woke up at 730am lots more snow had fallen (about 6inches) and running was impossible.<br> But instead of going back to bed, I had some cornflakes (I didnt need the carbs for running but it was cold) And then started work.<br> First on my to do list was thinking about resigning. My paper said voluntary redunancy might be an option, so I wrote down a little speech.<br> Then I did some laundry and hoovering and tidied my bathroom.<br> I got my swimming stuff ready and ploughed through the snow in my UGG boots to the local swimmimg pool. (Need to do some exercise with marathon training)<br> THE pool was closed an i was so angry. Walking to the pool was a bit of exercise, but I needed more. So i walked a bit further to Primark. Fighting the crowds in Primark is heartbeat-racing stuff. Ended up with 2 nice belts, a dress and a pink and silver checked jacket and it was only £28. I LOVE primark.<br> Battled my way back home, had a healthy lunch of fish and vegetables 9athough followed with something chocolatey for pudding) and then did some work on my own book - more research stuff about finding my own voice / synopsis.<br> Was vaguely in touch with Firgas - we were meant to go to a spa for a pamper party at 5pm but the event got cancelled. The therapists couldnt make it in because of the snow. Madness!<br> F told me she was on the roof of her office thrwoing snowballs at the nearby office where her ex boyfriend works, and it was making her feel a lot better. I would love to do the same but I think I am scared of going anywhere near my ex-boyfriends places in case they see me and we have to make small talk. I am not in touch with any of my ex's, especially the one I have a restraining order against.<br> But talking of men - nme man emailed saying it has been ages and he misses me. (Amazing but no kiss in the email)<br> We had a brief conversation about work and tv appearances but I left the conversation mid-way to make some cakes for the BBC show I do, as it was the presenters birthday. I did mean to email back NME man but I completely forgot (I think that is a good sign - shows i am getting over him)<br> The cakes were delcious but i ate some of the mixture as i was making it. Then I had to try one after to make sure it was ok.<br> Spent a hellish 30mins in a queue at asda for icing because no check out people were working because of the snow. And the only way i could find coloured cake icing was in a packet of decorate yourself gingerbread hearts. After i made the icing (and licked a bit of the bowl) I had a gingerbread heart with some chocolate icing and then had some salt and vinegar popcorn to get rid of the sugar rush. (didnt work)<br> Got back to my computer again to email the BBC some ideas for the TV show tomorrow and then called my mum to rehearse my resignantion speech. My poor mum - she thinks i am cracking up. (Which i probably am)<br> Went to bed feeling very hyperactive from all the choclate with my resignation speech echoing around my head.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/02/04/snow-madness-5505302/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmentlovehttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/02/04/snow-madness-5505302/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/02/04/running-and-writing-5505151/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-02-04:/2009/02/04/running-and-writing-5505151/Wed, 04 Feb 2009 12:52:14 +0100 <p>Sunday 1 February<br> Got organised today as the stupid fashion designer whose book I am helping to write couldnt meet me. Its so his loss!<br> Started the day with a long lie-in - much needed. Got up about 11am, went for an hours run around the park and then got back and bought the papers and a big box of Kellogs Cornflakes. With all the running, I have to keep the carbs up!<br> After my breakfast / lunch of cornflakes and fruit, my mission was to spend three hours writing my own stuff. And I did it.<br> Started by researching creative writing courses coz i need some writing confidence.<br> Then i had a break and ended up going to tesco to buy some rice krispie cakes (its still carns, I'm allowed)<br> Finished course resarch and then opened up lots of my favourite boks to 'find my voice'. Read through and discarded lots and am now pretty sure that i will write my fiction project first person present tense to keep it 'pacey'.<br> Had a healthy tea of fish and salad and ate it as snow started falling over London. Read the magazine supplements of the paper as I was eating, listening to the chart show on the radio. Bliss!<br> Then I chilled out even more by watching an episode of Jonathan Creek on UKTV Gold. That lasted one hour and 20mins, in which I sat down and did nothing. Havent done THAT for ages.<br> And then I was in bed about 10pm as planned to brave the elements and get up at 730 am the next morning for a RUN. Bring on the marathon.... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/02/04/running-and-writing-5505151/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/02/04/running-and-writing-5505151/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/31/back-to-the-miserable-office-5483237/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-31:/2009/01/31/back-to-the-miserable-office-5483237/Sat, 31 Jan 2009 22:26:27 +0100 <p>Saturday 31 January<br> The sick-days can't last forever, so I made it in to do my column. Got sympathy because I went in without make-up in ugly clothes (normally I dress 'showbiz glamour')<br> I also didnt eat anything until lunchtime and that is rare for me because I am normally snacking ALL day on a Saturday because of the column deadline stress.<br> Saw I had lots of emails while I was away. One from NME MAN!! Inviting me to meet his friends on Saturday night. OMG! Meeting friends means he must like me a bit. I had one ex who was too embarrassed to let me meet his mates (loser), and every time I met up with the ex it was just the two of us.<br> But I decided to decline the NME mans invite because I still wasn't feeling properly healthy and I needed another night without alcohol after Thursday nights champagne quaffing!<br> Also, I need to spend this weekend working on my job exit strategy because I cant stand giving my life to the paper any more.<br> So the eds were nice to me in the morning, when I was pale and weak and not eating. But I went downstairs for a sandwich and a chocolate bar and thats when I lost integrity. I got my column written ok, but gradually I think colour must have come back into my face. When Ii asked the deputy editor if I could leave coz i was feeling sick, he shouted at me. How horrible!! (That just inspires me to work even harder on an exit strategy).<br> I seriously think it had something to do with the bitch that sits opposite me who is friends with all the editors coz she buys their drugs. She had a sickness bug where she couldnt eat, so she must have told the editors i wasnt sick coz i was eating. She should mind her own business!!<br> Called my mum and told her how rude my editor was. She suggested going in to the office and putting my head on the desk until they felt sorry for me.<br> She passed the phone to my sister, who told me she had just bought a 380quid Dolce and Gabbana handbag from Bicester dicount shopping village. I was like, yeah - whats the real price? But apparently it was down from 700plus quid! She wanted to but it coz she still had 200 quid left over from Xmas. And I have to spend my 200 quid on a laptop to do job exit strategy on (how depressing). But thats why I have a job and she has a boyfriend...<br> Finally left the office at 630 - thats just an hour earlier than when we normally leave on a Saturday if we're not on the 11pm late shift. But saying that, it did make a difference as it meant I was home by 730 when i usually get home at 830 on a saturday. Getting home at 830 on saturday is so depressing as it feels like my evening is over.<br> Anyway, got home and had some nice prawns and noodles from M&S followed by some peaches and plums covered in melted white chocolate. Delicious! Snacked on a few yoghurt coated raisins from the sushi place too (its nice to sit at home and chill with some snack items)<br> Watched some Jonathan Creek on UKTV Gold and did some reading of magazines while MTV Base was in the background (love the R and <img src="/img/smilies/icon_cool.gif" alt="B)" class="middle" border="0"><br> And then tried to organise the fashion designer whose book I was going to write because he has cancelled our meeting tomorrow. So stupid - I was sacrificing a lot for him and now I dont want to. If we dont rearrange the meeting, Im going to spend the time on my own book. After all, I havent told any publishers or agents about it and I have told the agents about my own.<br> Men-wise, apart from NME contact, I facebooked CJ (Nick Jones's nephew). Added him as a friend and he added me back. Ball's in his court now to ask me out - men like to feel they are wanted, according to The Rules. But i might kick him into doing it soon by writing on a mutual friend's wall - we have two facebook friends in common. Good start.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/31/back-to-the-miserable-office-5483237/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmentlovehttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/31/back-to-the-miserable-office-5483237/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/31/sleep-is-a-good-cure-too-5483160/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-31:/2009/01/31/sleep-is-a-good-cure-too-5483160/Sat, 31 Jan 2009 22:07:55 +0100 <p>Friday 30 January<br> I called in sick today, which is something I rarely do. I have only done it once since I started my current job two years ago and NEVER did it in any previous jobs!<br> I was so nervous about doing it, it wasnt relaxing at all. I woke up at 8, worrying how to do it.<br> Started off by texting the news editor, and then kept checking my phone every 5 mins t see if he replied. That went on for almost an hour before I decided to bite the bullet and ring up the newsdesk secretary. She was lovely about it. Then i texted the showbiz editor and by that time it was 1030am so I wasnt sure whether to get up or not. In the end, I set my alarm for another hour (1130) and had some more kip.<br> Had a banana and then ran to the gym, did nearly an hours workout and ran home (about 1hr 15mins in total)<br> Had a healthy lunch but then it wasnt a very relaxing sick day as I decided to get some stories for my job and also to do some admin (like booking a birthday party for the BBC presenter Tom Deacon)<br> Took a break in the afternoon to treat myself to some new running gear (may as well make the most of my day off).<br> But then when I got home I did half an hours more work and then had a healthy tea.<br> Did some more work, and watched Eastenders but by this time I was in the mood to treat myself on my day off. Was very indulgent and went to Asda across the road to buy some Fondant Fancy cakes - ate three (oops). But dont regret it at all because they were DELICIOUS.<br> Eventually got my work done at midnight. Was a bit pissed off I had worked all day like usual but the morning lie in and sleep (even if it was just an hour after the sick day faffing) made me feel more human. And no alcohol either... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/31/sleep-is-a-good-cure-too-5483160/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/31/sleep-is-a-good-cure-too-5483160/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/31/champagne-cures-all-and-chocolate-5482282/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-31:/2009/01/31/champagne-cures-all-and-chocolate-5482282/Sat, 31 Jan 2009 19:05:40 +0100 <p>Thursday 29 January<br> I couldnt sleep at all, beating myself up about not geting lily's brother last night. So by the time I got in the office, I was an emotional wreck. My brain doesnt work when I dont sleep.<br> When I explained the nights happenings to the news editor, my voice cracked with emotion. So after going through the motions of doing work, he let me leave at midday. I felt FREE!<br> I went to the posh sushi place by my office and bought some healthy salmon and tuna for later that day. And then went home to sleep...<br> However, sleeping in the afternoon is not easy. I only managed an hour before my brain got active again. I started thinking about parties I had to attend that evening. And worked on my home computer to find out where they all were and who was going.<br> Managed to get an hours work done on the fashion designers book before meeting F and her business partner Lu to head to parties.<br> The first one was rubbish - we only went so F could get revenge on an ex boyfriend. Which she doesnt need to demean herself doing, to be honest.<br> But i managed to persuade her to leave after about 45 mins, and we went to a posh party in the penthouse f The Westbury hotel in Mayfair.<br> I cahtted to the operations manager of the hotel, the vents planner as well as the manager of Prada on bond street. ThenI met the nephew of Londons members club king Nick Jones and had a bit of champagne and a few canapes.<br> Picked up a goody bag containing posh charbonnard and walker chocs so went down to the hotel bar for moere champagne and canapes and started eating the chocs. UIt was divine.<br> We shared a bottle of champagne but then the operatuions manager sent us anotyher glass each. I was well tiddly.<br> We put the world to rights - three girls chatting over champagne and chocs on London's best designer shopping street. This is the life!<br> Why oh why cant i have more moments like this? Most of my time is spent WORKING. Moments like this make me wonder what is the point. Happiness is possible - I need to treat myself to it more often.<br> Oh and maybe i stil hjave it with men. Ed, the a and r man texted. But i think it was work related as he just asked ' how you feeling' and never replied to the one i sent back. And no kisses...<br> BUT the young nephew of Nick Jones was proper keen on me, trying to ask me out for dinner that night and saying i should facebook him. He really is a bit too young for me, but he;s rich enough. Even tho he has the blonde public school hair going on, and his mate had a coat with a real fur collar, i can change his public school preppy look if he gives me his credit card!</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/31/champagne-cures-all-and-chocolate-5482282/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>loveentertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/31/champagne-cures-all-and-chocolate-5482282/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/31/sheer-exhaustion-5482147/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-31:/2009/01/31/sheer-exhaustion-5482147/Sat, 31 Jan 2009 18:34:12 +0100 <p>Weds 28 February<br> Today I woke up at 6am and fell into bed about 3am and spent all of those 21 hours WORKING!! My brain is scrambled.<br> At 6am I started work on my column for Who's Jack magazine. I love doing it because it is creative freedom rather than the stupid newspaper I work for. But I always think long and hard about what I am going to write because I only get one column a month and I am FULL of creative juices that have been locked away inside me while I conform to the stupid newspaper I work at.<br> Anyway, I got it done before lunchtime when I went to meet a contact for lunch in town.<br> Before that I even managed to file a few newspaper stories so they thought i was working...<br> After lunch I met up with the newspaper website team, who want me to work on that. I think that was one of the best parts of my day as I love internet stuff.<br> Did a tiny bit more work planning what events i was going to work at that eveing. (Lily Allen's gig at KOKO in Camden0<br> Left the office at 4pm to get to the BBC to film the TV show I normally do ion Mondays. That was another higlight of my day as they are actually nice to me.<br> Then I went shoping to find a col outfit to wear to the gig. While I was in the shopping mall, I saw a tesco and decided to get champagne to perk me up (I was feeling so low)<br> Drank the champagne (a half bottle) as i was getting ready and jumped in a txi to Camden. Met a colleague, who was wroking with me, grabbed our after-party bands and watched the gig trying to avoid all the daily newspaper journalist leeches.<br> ried to find a cab to after party but couldnt so had to walk to tube and 10 mins after tube in the rain.<br> Made it to the after party to see lots of daily leeches so whatever story we got would not have saved until weekend.<br> And then we had a vague moment of high when we saw Lily Allen's bro do something he shouldnt have done in the venue's toilets. My colleague had a video bag -it could have been front page stuff.<br> But the stupid girl - a trainee - said she didnt feel comfortable doing it. I am too well known so couldnt do it myself. And we wasted the opportunity.<br> By the time we stopped faffing around it was 2am! Then she started apologising and I just wanted to get a taxi booked, which I did, and then had to travel home.<br> Did meet onecute man - ed, who is an a and r man. He is well gorgeous and intelligent (he went to oxford) and came up to talk to me at the party. Sadly he did it when i was mid lily allen/ lily's bro chase so I wasnt concentrating. But he was gorgeous and nice and it makes me wonder if he is a 'potential'...NME man has been well quiet recently</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/31/sheer-exhaustion-5482147/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmentlovehttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/31/sheer-exhaustion-5482147/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/27/asking-for-help-5460645/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-27:/2009/01/27/asking-for-help-5460645/Tue, 27 Jan 2009 23:44:20 +0100 <p>Tuesday 27 January<br> A girl cant go through life alone (even me) so I reached out to ask for help with work today. I did something v brave - gave a speech at city university's journalism school.<br> I am fed up with the people I see out and about that try to give me stories. I dont trust any of them so it was time for me to find fresh blood.<br> So I went to City University and was faced with a room full of keen students (thank god people turned up!)<br> I started off by bribing people with chocolate. And then i goofed my way through a speech that I had rehearsed, (In retrospect I should have talked openly and freely like the editor of Whos Jack magazine because she came across much more naturally)<br> Thats a note for future public speaking - RELAX!<br> But I got through the talk and signed up lots of students. No fit ones - which I was secretly hoping for - but at least we can keep it professional.<br> Health (and training-wise) the day started good and ended good. I went for a swim in the morning - 80 lengths. But then I had cod and chips and peas for lunch and a chocolate cake mid afternoon. Righted it in evening when I went to an awards ceremony reception and resisted all champagne and canpaes and had two nectarines and low calorie jelly when I got home.<br> I always feel more positive and more energetic when I dont drink.<br> Awards ceremony was a bit of a washout but I made a few contacts. The organisers promise the earth and then when you get there the only person is Vanessa Feltz. Across town, someone told me Paris Hilton was 'expected' at a party. Surprise surprise she didnt show up. But I made contacts because I dont give up. Lots of other journalists hang out with each other and only talk to each other and the odd celeb. I NEVER talk to other journalists, just go round room making as many contacts as poss. The other journalists hate me - they are so jealous.<br> I'm hot and Im going to find a hot man or contacts that can introduce me to a hot man and they are going to be boring, fat and borderline alcoholics. Losers!<br> Gonna tell my new keen students never to talk to journlaists either. Good networking = Good gossip</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/27/asking-for-help-5460645/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>loveentertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/27/asking-for-help-5460645/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/27/a-perfect-day-5458162/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-27:/2009/01/27/a-perfect-day-5458162/Tue, 27 Jan 2009 19:14:42 +0100 <p>NMonday 26 January<br> I went through most of the day without talking to ANYONE at all. And as a result I feel much calmer. I think I give myself to others too easily. I'm always trying to please. It's DRAINING!</p> <p>The bad bits of the day were when people texted me on work related matters. Everyone works on Mondays and they call me chasing payment, expecting me to be on it. I wish I had a mobile that could screen my calls into work andnon-work because it is so depressing when I have to think about work on Mondays when I only get out the office at 11pm on Saturday night</p> <p>But the day was mostly great. Slept til about 9am and then got up for my 12 mile run. Felt so healthy after! Had a healthy lunch of tuna and salad( and kept up the good work at supper time with an egg salad)</p> <p>Ventured out the house in the afternoon to elephant and castle to get some hair extensions. It was so un-glam - i Loved it. Put on a hoody and UGG boots and had a browse of clothes in the ghetto and got the bus back home.</p> <p>In the evning watched paul mckenna i can make you thin on tv. He said to avoid cravings i should think of something disgusting mixed with my favourite fod and squeeze my thumb and middle finger together, Then every time i feel like chocolate (my fave food) squeeze the middle finger together.</p> <p>Hope it works - need something to keep me on marathon schedule! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/27/a-perfect-day-5458162/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/27/a-perfect-day-5458162/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/examples-of-rubbish-men-5446829/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-25:/2009/01/25/examples-of-rubbish-men-5446829/Sun, 25 Jan 2009 22:29:03 +0100 <p>Sunday 25 Feb<br> I told best mate F about NME man coming back in a text and she told me she had a text from one of her ex's on her birthday telling her how he was in Brighton and how he'd been to a really cool art gallery and how he was generally just cool.<br> No happy birthday or anything - v strange.<br> I don;t think F should have replied, but she did with a biting message. She was like 'I'm too busy with the art gallery I part-own to go to Brighton, even though my brother lives in Brighton. My old mum visited Brighton the other day - the oldies love Brighton."<br> Go F! We are way cooler than any man! Why can't our ex's go away and disappear? And if they come back, they need to woo us back in a gentlemanly style not show off and get arrogant. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/examples-of-rubbish-men-5446829/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/examples-of-rubbish-men-5446829/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/using-the-last-bit-of-adrenalin-5446792/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-25:/2009/01/25/using-the-last-bit-of-adrenalin-5446792/Sun, 25 Jan 2009 22:24:32 +0100 <p>Sunday 25 January<br> Feel very PROUD of myself as I finished the synopsis from 8am - 10am and met the designer at 11. We had a very productive brainstorming session and are on track to get a synospis ready. It will have a sexy design and snappy writing and will generally be irresistible.<br> The designer, W, seemed to like what I had done and he had lots of things to add. He's worked with so many celebs - Beyonce, Victoria and David Beckham, Prince, Robbie Williams and Justin Timberlake are just a few people who have worn his clothes or received his styling advice.<br> We spent three hours together at his office in Brick Lane, listening to the radio while we got our ideas together. The office was absolutely freezing but I was glad of that as it kept me awake! I was also prepared, suspecting I would feel sleepy, so I took a can of red bull in my lap top bag.<br> The designer W and I are going to parties together to get more detail and to update the book with fresh fashion. He knows lots of cool people, so I think writing his book could help me with my showbiz day job.<br> After the meeting, there was no rest for the wicked. I figured I am tired so may as well keep going. I went grocery shopping as have had no time to get anything in the past couple of days. Got all healthy stuff like tuna, salad, nectarines, banana and low-cal jelly. (And some Pepsi Max - not so healthy)<br> Dropped the shopping at home and got changed into my exercise gear. Went for an hours run!!<br> Then had a lovely shower and ate tuna rice and salad. Planned to lie on the sofa, but then I looked at my floor and thought it needed hoovering. So I hoovered the whole house while I was up. Then I did some laundry and put the laundry that was hanging up back in my cupboard.<br> Sat back down again and had a banana, nectarine, plum and some low-cal jelly. But my mind wouldnt rest so i got up again and fully cleaned the bathroom, including sinks bath and toilet. Did the kitchen surfaces and then hung up the wet laundry.<br> Finally sat down about 8ish and dealt with text messages a few friends had sent me.<br> Got one from NME man!! He said he was busy today - he'd just finished football - but wanted to know what I was doing during the week. The only day I am free is Tues, but hes not free then. There is a chance I will be free on friday (if I dont have to work late), so I suggested that. I dont know why as last time wasnt even that great but its nice to be wanted. And NME man is fit (he won at football). Quite looking forward to Fri.<br> Then started blogging (as I have been rubbish for ages)<br> But now I am going to bed as I have to fit in a long run tomorrow as part of marathon training. Probably 12 miles, which I hope to do in 2 hours or less.<br> Now going to bed before I fall down and die at my computer. I have no energy at all and ache all over...</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/using-the-last-bit-of-adrenalin-5446792/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmentlovehttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/using-the-last-bit-of-adrenalin-5446792/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/close-to-tears-again-5446559/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-25:/2009/01/25/close-to-tears-again-5446559/Sun, 25 Jan 2009 22:06:52 +0100 <p>Saturday 24 January<br> After all that comfort eating, I decided to get up early and do a half hour run. Have a marathon to do in 12 weeks, after all.<br> Got into work feeling super positive after my run but then it was ruined when the editors hated ALL my stories. So back to comfort eating - egg sandwich and a Cadbury's Dairy Milk chocolate bar BEFORE lunch. DOH!<br> I am properly being bullied. Its not just that they dont like my stories but they are sabotaging me in terms of contacts.<br> Two things<br> (1) Mildly irritating: A contact had an amazing story about Boy George, that should have gone in the paper. However, this contact also gives stories to other people at my newspaper and my editors didnt put the story in the paper as a message to the contact not to deal with me.<br> (2) VERY irritating: I had a story about a Hollywood actress modelling for Mont Blanc jewellery. It was on p35 - after the centre spread - so not a massive deal. The PR called me up panicking, because the Mont Blanc campaign isnt released until Feb. They said if I pulled the story they will invite me to The oscars as their guests and give me access to other Hollywood stars like Hilary Swank and Eva Longoria. I thought that was a great deal as my story was on p35 and an interview with Hilary or Eva could be front page! But my editors wouldnt go for it, saying I was being bribed. In reality, they were just jealous they hadnt been offered the trip. It was one news editor in particular, who is a big bully. When the Oscars happen, he will shout at me for not having anything and then I will laugh in his face. Idiot.<br> Whats worse is I have ruined my relationship with the Mont Blanc PR because they thought I had agreed to the trip. And they thought I was unwilling to compromise and would find it difficult working with me in the future. Arrrgh!!<br> Even worse is that it is my turn for the late shift in the office. So I stay until 11pm, (after getting in to the office at 9am not to mention by 630am run preceeded by getting to bed last night at 2ish)<br> So I got my work done until first deadline, briefly went down the pub with a colleague for one drink and a plate of chips (chip addiction again).<br> And then I started work (at about 9pm) on the fashion designer's synopsis. I need to finish it before a meeting at 11am in Brick Lane tomorrow.<br> So no sleep for me as I got a taxi home to get back at 1120pm. Two hours writing a synopsis and chapter plan (while I did have a bit more vodka) and fell into bed at 2am. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/close-to-tears-again-5446559/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/close-to-tears-again-5446559/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/so-tired-i-want-to-cry-5446422/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-25:/2009/01/25/so-tired-i-want-to-cry-5446422/Sun, 25 Jan 2009 21:48:54 +0100 <p>Friday 23 January<br> After waking up at 430am, I spent the whole day feeling like I was going to collapse or cry at any minute. So I comfort ate lots. Had breakfast and then when I got to the office I had a big bag of crisps. Had a salmon salad for lunch but then a cake in the afternoon and a sandwich in the car on the way to a tv show. I had crisps and chocolate before the show to stay awake otherwise I would have died (the show started at 11pm and I had been up since the early hours).<br> The day had true highs and lows.<br> The lows were crashing - I got told I was the worst writer ever at my paper when some copy I wrote about Amy Winehouse was rejected. Its because im not sleeping as I am normally a good writer. That got me paranoid that what i had emailed my literary agent was rubbish..<br> Another low was I couldnt go to best F's actual birthday drinks (she had a massive party already, the day before the chocolate hotel). Instead, I had to go to Celebrity Big Brother Big Mouth. F asked me to join her when I finished but I was still at the TV studio in Elstree at 1230am and I had a massive headache because I had been awake for so long. Felt like the worst friend in the world.<br> But there were some true highs. I was paid to be on the TV show Big Brother's Big Mouth and I performed so well on it. The Channel 4 presenter Davinia Taylor said I was 'hot' - Lesbian loving?? Then avtor Verne Troyer, who played Mini Me in Austin Powers chatted me up on air.<br> And finally rapper Coolio told me after the show: "Girl, you have big arse lips - wanna come party with me?"<br> I said I couldnt because I knew he had to do a press conference after and that started at 1230am and wouldnt be over til 1am and then I would have an hours journey home and have to get up at 7am for work on Saturday. But he wouldnt take no for an answer. He tried to get in my car! He batted back his minder, telling her I was his cousin, and begged me to party. Very flattering. As I drove home in the car, I thought more about it (despite my headache). Then I kicked myself - I should have done it and wrote about it. I could have got up later the next day. DAMMMIT. I need a celeb lover. Or any lover would do... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/so-tired-i-want-to-cry-5446422/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>loveentertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/so-tired-i-want-to-cry-5446422/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/talks-with-publishers-5446355/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-25:/2009/01/25/talks-with-publishers-5446355/Sun, 25 Jan 2009 21:38:00 +0100 <p>Thursday 22 January<br> Weird day as I got up early in the morning to think and pray about ways to get out of my job. I have two options for books - one about me and one about a celebrity fashion stylist - so I wrote a pros and cons list for each option. And after about an hour, I resolved to start off by trying to do both. The mantra of the morning was 'Whatever will be will be"' (until I physically crack up and have to ditch one)<br> I resolved to start writing a synopsis for the designer's book. Got into the office and was super productive - emailing the designer what we needed to do before our next meeting.<br> And then I called the literary agent from the previous night to get her advice. She asked me to flesh out some of the chapters for my own book. ASAP. HELP!<br> So I didnt do much work for my day job in the afternoon and started the chapter. And then I didnt go to any parties after work and went straight home to work on the chapter. I stayed up until 1230am and got up at 430am to finish it off. It was really dificult, because i felt under pressure to get it right and I wasnt as creative with my language as I could have been. I finished it and emailed it to the agent, but I am concerned it is not good enough. The worst thing is, I am not sure if I am concerned because it is genuinely rubbish or just my brain is mashed up due to lack of sleep. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/talks-with-publishers-5446355/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/25/talks-with-publishers-5446355/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/22/blagging-it-again-5421291/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-22:/2009/01/22/blagging-it-again-5421291/Thu, 22 Jan 2009 01:17:14 +0100 <p>Weds 21 January<br> I did one thing tonight that makes me proud. I blagged my way into the VIP area where the book agent and tito jackson were drinking champagne while the rest of the journalists were drinking warm red and white wine in the press drinks in the foyer.<br> The moral was never give up until you are in the best place. I could just sense the journalists drinks were boring!<br> So I made it my mission to find out where tito was.<br> Then I blagged my way in to the small vip room with my sister by standing on the bouncers toe in his high heel boots and running in while he was doubled over in pain. I think he was even in too much pain to come chasing after me!<br> Not sure if the book agent saw my blag or not but hope so as she would have been impressed.<br> And at least i got champagne for my efforts - way better than warm wine. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/22/blagging-it-again-5421291/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/22/blagging-it-again-5421291/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/22/lots-of-stress-lots-of-cake-5421274/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-22:/2009/01/22/lots-of-stress-lots-of-cake-5421274/Thu, 22 Jan 2009 01:12:20 +0100 <p>Wednesday 22 January</p> <p>Today in the office was a bit of a wash-out. As the showbiz editor and the tv editor weren't there, I decided to do what I wanted to do for a change.<br> Top of my list was working out what I was going to have as an escape route for the job i have at the moment. I dont actually mind what I do hanging out with celebs and stuff, but I do not like hardly anyone that work in my office.<br> So Im thinking writing a crazy book based on my weird life? Another option is writing a book about a celeb stylist.<br> I think both could sell well, so Im a bit confused...<br> Wrote a big list with pros and cons to both, but never actually finished it because I had a brainwave halfway through.<br> That happened when I was thinking about the exact format for books about me and my life. I had a great idea and so I emailed a book agent straight away.<br> And then I got busy with work phone calls.<br> But I did get a phone call from the book agent, who said the idea about me was an option. She asked what I was doing for the rest of the week and it turned out we were going to the same party that night.<br> I spent rest of the afternoon feeling nervous - I wanted to get stories for my paper but I didnt want to mess up in front of agent.<br> In the end, it worked out ok. I met Tito Jackson, who the book agent was looking after, and asked him some bland qs that might make the paper but wouldnt embarrass the agent. And then i got out of the situation asap. I just felt the agent was there to hang with tito jackson, not me, and I would rather have 1-on-1 time with her another time.<br> In a way, I know my attitude should be more confident - I am a star or I need to believe I am to get my book to sell. But I just cant afford to mess up at this stage.<br> And another stress to the night was I had my little sis down from hemel hempstead as I had promised to help her find a job.<br> So before the night started (i arranged to meet my sis at 630) I went into a posh cafe, Konditor and Cook, and sat on my own for 15 mins with a big slice of chocolate cake.<br> And then I was a bit stressed at the end of the night, so I got some carrot cake on the way home. Before I knew it I had eaten all of that (I meant to buy it to make myself happy and save it til breakfast the next morning - sometimes just buying it makes me happy)<br> At least I ran 3 miles this morning. And my alcohol intake was just 1 glass of wine, max, which is pretty good considering I didnt drink last night, had a tiny bit of cava on monday and nothing at all on Sunday.<br> Rest day for exercise tomorrow so need to eat less. F has invite me to dinner at a restauarnat called The Real Greek but I might sack it off and have a plain salad at home. Not in the mood for more shit food. Would be nice to see F, but there will be another time </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/22/lots-of-stress-lots-of-cake-5421274/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/22/lots-of-stress-lots-of-cake-5421274/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/stress-over-eating-5415698/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-21:/2009/01/21/stress-over-eating-5415698/Wed, 21 Jan 2009 01:22:23 +0100 <p>Tuesday 21 January<br> I think I am addicted to chips. I has them twice today. Once at lunch with a salad when I met some marketing guys from red bull. And then in the evening with my neighbour Alex when we went to KFC.<br> My day was v stressful work wise as I got in to see an email from the news editor saying last weeks paper was rubbish and we all needed to step up our game. The email said if we wanted to keep spending expenses and wining and dining contacts then we had to get stories. It hit a nerve, after I spent so much money at Nobu on Thursday (with my sister).<br> So I filed my expenses quickly. Then sorted out payments for everyone that was chasing me. Then tried to sort out holiday dates. My parents had already booked a cruise for March back in October but becausue of hols rules, I cant request hols until the new calendar year. And I couldnt do it last week coz I was off. (And I am now slightly worried I wont get the holiday becoz the showbiz editor is on jury service the week before...)<br> Then I thought of stories and emailed ideas to my editors.<br> Went to meet Red Bull for lunch. Came up with some good ideas for travel features. And mended bridges that I burned by being a bit of a diva in Australia. (I wansnt that bad bit did moan slightly about having to hang out in groups every night).<br> After lunch, I got my boots re-heeled, sorted out my showreel, called up a few people to ask about interviews, tried to blag some Serato DJ decks and records, tried to blag some asos.com clothes, emailed my mortgage adviosor and emailed a girl about a liam gallagher story. (Thats a long story about an Oasis groupie, who has shagged Liam, who I want to get to tell her tale). Then I tried to work on a story with a girl from Grazia magazine and arrange a bike delivery of a dvd to the showbiz editor (who left the office early). And finally I watched Barack Obama's inauguration on the TV. When people ask me what I was doing on inauguartio day, I can say i was doing LOTS of admin in my office. (is that good or bad? Probably bad, but quite cool to be in a newspaper office)<br> Walked home from work (to be marginallly healthy) and met up with my neighbour Alex. We havent seen each other since November so I schedules it in my diary to book a night off work. I wanted to meet up with him on a work night becasue it is an effort making conversation with him. And he likes eating unhealthy food, which I dont mind doing during the week but would rather eat healthy at my weekends.<br> KFC was delicious though and we watched Slumdog Millioanire on DVD. Proper relaxing.<br> The only bad point was Alex asked when I wanted to meet up again. And I realised I was not free for ages and I dont think I can afford to book time out of my schedule like that again. Especially when I also want to meet my old housemate Jenny Love again.<br> Too many friends, too little time. Not to mention NME man, who I've been too busy to contact. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/stress-over-eating-5415698/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmentlovehttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/stress-over-eating-5415698/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/a-busy-day-off-again-5415668/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-21:/2009/01/21/a-busy-day-off-again-5415668/Wed, 21 Jan 2009 01:08:45 +0100 <p>Monday 19 January<br> Got up at 9 and was out the house by 930am for my run. Did 12 miles (the second half of the london half marathon) and was back to my house about 1230pm.<br> Showered, and had a few phonecalls and then made myself some pasta for lunch.<br> And then realised the phonecalls were more important than I thought.<br> Everyone was calling to tell me I was on p3 of The Sun newspaper. Kelly OSbourne had been arrested and my quotes were in the Sun newspaper. Normally the sun only has topless girls on p3 so I thought it was an achievement to be on p3 without exposing my breasts.<br> Had an hour of organising myself - sorting out my showreel and projects for the week and then went to Oxford Circus to get my eyebrows threaded. Normally I go to a quick walk-in bar in House of Fraser because I dont have time to keep appointments. But there was a queue of 6 people in front of me (thats not what I call walk-in). So I went to John Lewis department store next door. They had a walk in place too but it was 17quid! I debated it for a minute but my eyebrows were in a state so I had no excuse. I had to go on the BBC show that day!<br> BBC show went well (althoiugh I was about 10mins late getting there because of eyebrows). But I wasted time and ruined my healthy weekend by eating cake and cava after the show to commemorate a camera woman's last day. Normally at the weekends I try to have two days without alcohol. And I had been for a run that day so was trying to be good.<br> But champagne and birthday cake is my favourite combo in the whole world. (Even above champagne / rose and fish and chips). So I had to...<br> Got home an hour later than planned and had a healthy double boiled egg salad with one piece of dried toast, followed by a pear and raisins.<br> Went to bed hungry (but happy that I was being slightly good save the cava lapse).<br> Also went to bed happy becasue more people in the world found out about my Kelly Osbourne thing. It was all over the US gossip websites PerezHilton.com, usmagazine.com and people.com. And there were forums, where the majority of readers had supported me (I wrote some comments myself, of course). The free london paper, londonlite, had also written about it so I cut that out the paper and saved all the internet sites on my computing. Good for the memoirs.. Hopefully one day I'll meet a man, have children and grandchildren and tell them all about it.<br> And im hoping the man I meet will be a celeb.<br> No NME man news today </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/a-busy-day-off-again-5415668/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmentlovehttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/a-busy-day-off-again-5415668/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/no-rest-for-the-wicked-5415638/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-20:/2009/01/21/no-rest-for-the-wicked-5415638/Wed, 21 Jan 2009 00:55:12 +0100 <p>Sunday 18 January<br> I had to get up at 830am (and wake up NME man) because I promised to meet someone in Finchley at 10am. Im writing an autobiography for this someone (hes a fashion designer) and so it was quite important.<br> I had a shower and NME man and I left for the bus stop together. I was so tired, I was shaking. Two nights of Kate Moss's parties and then a night of romance that ended at 247am.<br> At the newsagents by the bus stop, I bought the papers and some steak mccoys crisps and a white chocolate milky bar (I know NME man is veggie but the steak crisps are a brilliant hangover cure)<br> Got to Finchley at 10am and I was so annoyed because the fashion designer wasnt at his house, where we were going to meet. Finally he met me in a cafe down the road, but it made me qs if I want to write the autobiography. I can spend the time he is messing me around doing something for myself.<br> So I got the meeting done quickly and I wasnt very focussed. I got a bit out of it but it was a bit of a disaster. I have a lot to think about with this autobiography.<br> Took me an hour to get home, during which I read the papers. Im gonna think about the autobiography thing later in the week.<br> As soon as I got home, I had to go for a 10k run. I want to get a long run done tomorrow and I know I wont get round unless I do something to ease the weeks indulgences today.<br> So did an hours run, showered, ate some salad and tuna and then got ready to go out again. I had to cover a film premiere for my BBc show and get some showbiz qs asked to Leonardo Di Caprio and Kate Winslet.<br> And then when I got back, I typed up my stuff in an email to the BBC and was working non stop til I went to bed at 2230. I was exhausted and hungry when I went to bed. (But happy I was hungry because it menat I was fit for a long run tomorrow)</p> <p>NOTE: I WANT A CELEB BOYFRIEND. Meeting Leo at the revolutionary road premiere made me wonder what it would be like to date him or any other celeb. Would I be photographed on the red carpet like him? Would people give me clothes to wear? Would people do my hair and make up for me? YES THEY WOULD! So why am I working so hard at The Sunday Mirror when I could have much more by having a celeb boy!</p> <p>(I texted NME man once in the evening asking how his day was and telling him how my meeting went. And no kisses in his text message - why???)</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/no-rest-for-the-wicked-5415638/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>loveentertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/no-rest-for-the-wicked-5415638/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/lots-of-disappointmens-but-a-happy-ending-5415598/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-20:/2009/01/21/lots-of-disappointmens-but-a-happy-ending-5415598/Wed, 21 Jan 2009 00:42:24 +0100 <p>Saturday 17 January<br> I got into the office blagging to everyone about my night with Kate Moss. I expected I could write all about it, saying I was the only journalist INSIDE the house. But my editor said she could call Press Complaints Commission, because she hadnt invited me into her house. So i would have to write it from 'a spy says'..How fricking annoying. I wanted all the Sunday Mirror readers to know how great I was.<br> The other disappointing thing was that I thought I had a great place lined up for me and NME man. Its an all day brasserie in Soho, with a button saying 'more champagne' and a menu that is meant to cater for all tastes (even veggies like NME man)<br> But the menu was not amazing at all - I had smoked salmon and kale and he had a tart and we had a couple of dry cake things for desert. And the bill was 90 quid. The restaurant had no atmosphere either. Totally empty.<br> Another disappointment was that it was pouring with rain. So we had to have a drink after in a pub you could walk to. When we got there, they said they were closing in 4 mins. But we stayed there coz we didnt want to go out in the rain again. It wasnt v romantic when the lights came on full blast as we had just taken our first sip.<br> And then there was disappointment on my part when my tiredness caught up with me. NME man suggested going to a house party in Balham, but I just couldnt manage it so I suggested going back to mine and having our own party. He agreed (so that wasnt disappointing)<br> But then we couldnt find a taxi and it was hail-storming! we were soaked through before we found a taxi. (Fortunately we made the taxi driver put his heater on so we were dryish by the time we reached my house)<br> I put on my mini heater and poured us strong vodkas to warm us up. NME man turned on the football on Sky Plus and pointed out QPR won (his team) and Watford lost (the team my dad supports)<br> And then the night got better - we kissed and fooled around on the sofa and then moved to the bedroom.... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/lots-of-disappointmens-but-a-happy-ending-5415598/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>loveentertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/lots-of-disappointmens-but-a-happy-ending-5415598/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/getting-thrown-out-of-kate-moss-s-5415572/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-20:/2009/01/21/getting-thrown-out-of-kate-moss-s-5415572/Wed, 21 Jan 2009 00:31:56 +0100 <p>Friday 16 January<br> The clipbopard man led us back to Kate's hallway. We gave our names again and we still werent on it. Some girl came to the door and demanded to know who we were. We gave her the fake names.<br> Out of nowhere, two big bodyguards came to the gates and stood in front of it.<br> "You're intruders!" She shouted at us. "We should call the police."<br> My heart sunk but I was confident she wouldnt because she wouldnt want the attention from the papers the front day. Imagine the headlines - police called to Kate's house.<br> So F and I called her bluff. F said: "You cant becausue I am calling the police first. And she did.<br> The door girl shouts: "Stop! I just need to check something inside the house."<br> She goes away and F and I stand there. Our two male friends, Jason and F's friend Adam, were led back to meet us. Divide and conquer strategy had conquered but what next?<br> The woman brings Kate Moss's boyf Jamie to the door and asks us if he recognises us. We smile and wave, hoping for the best but he says no.<br> The women threatens to call the police again. So we do the same thing again - F calls 118 118 directory enquiries and asks to be put through to St Johns Wood police station.<br> The woman panics again and says go. So we leg it down the street.<br> This time, the paparazzi want to take photos of us without asking as they are so impressed we blagged it into her house.<br> Our hearts are racing - we all need a drink to steady our nerves. So we find a viodka bar in Camden that has about 150 types of Vodka. Perfect - a strong martini to settle my nerves. Yes, it may have been 1am in the morning and I was due in the office at 7am the next day but I needed the vodka to help me sleep. And if I had a hangover, I figured the adrenalin would get me through it.<br> I was slightly worried I would look rough and hungover for my date with NME man on Sat nite, but I needed the vodka after that blag! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/getting-thrown-out-of-kate-moss-s-5415572/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>loveentertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/getting-thrown-out-of-kate-moss-s-5415572/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/inside-kate-moss-s-house-5415541/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-20:/2009/01/21/inside-kate-moss-s-house-5415541/Wed, 21 Jan 2009 00:21:25 +0100 <p>Friday 16 January<br> I hadn't expected to get into Kate Moss's house, so I didnt have a clue what to do when I suddenly found myself in her dining room.<br> I assessed the situation and saw there werent that many people in the dining room. F and I needed to make ourselves inconspicuous and so we sat down at the table in the far left corner. We were in Sadie Frosts and Meg Mathews seats (there were place cards - how twee)<br> The room was flamboyantly decorated - must have taken them all day. The table was big enough for 30 people and draped all over in velvet. All the seats were big thrones. There was a central fruit basket sculpture on the table about 4ft high and then grapes and figs spread out of the table. On the sideboard, there was a big basket of bread. There was a stags head on the wall and gorgeous waiters pouring drinks and trying to clean up the mess.<br> Her house is lovely. I didnt get to see much of it before i got thrown out. But I did see the dining room, which was adequately sized and had a good view of the massive garden (a rarity in London). I saw the kitchen with all the mod cons, although that wasnt massive. And I saw the dining room, which had a lovely expensive black and white marble tiled floor, a red rug and a brown chaise longue. All the celiings were really tall and all the walls and ceilings were brilliant white. I cant believe she has a 5 year old daughter - does the kid not have crayons or just a v strict nanny?<br> Music at the party wasnt amazing - think I heard Blondie and The Prodigy. And it wasnt that loud.<br> And the guest list was disappointing as there were hardly any people there. I read the guest list the first time F and I tried to blag it and there were guests like Abi Clancy, Ronnie Wood and Russell Brand. But inside there was just James Brown, Davinia Taylor, Moss's mum and artist Peter Blake. Stella McCartney, Sadie frost and Meg left straight after dinner. I got to Kates about midnight and some of her guests had already left - must have been a rubbish party.<br> Because the dining room was empty, we were starting to get noticed so F and I moved to the kitchen. That wasnt too busy either, but we did see Kates boyfriend Jamie Hince. We locked eyes and then I got a tap on my shoulder from the clipboard girl I ran away from earlier.<br> "You're not meant to be here girls," he said quietly. "Follow me and don't make a scene." </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/inside-kate-moss-s-house-5415541/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/inside-kate-moss-s-house-5415541/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/the-ultimate-kate-moss-blag-5415499/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-20:/2009/01/21/the-ultimate-kate-moss-blag-5415499/Wed, 21 Jan 2009 00:07:26 +0100 <p>Friday 16 January<br> After spending the whole day out of the office, running around letting my sister out of my flat, I thought I had to do something super special to redeem myself. As I knew Kate Moss was having a house party, I knew what my editors would want more than anything would be for me to get inside.<br> Its weird because even though I hate my job and want to quit or want to misbehave so I get fired, I can't stand to fail.<br> So, the first step of the Kate Moss blag involved getting information. I rang up everyone I knew who vaguely knows her, including paparazzi, and got information about what the party would be like. The general consensus was that it was medieaval themed. That fitted with what had been delivered to her house earlier that day. She had a hog roast, velvet thrones, velvet curtains and lots of booze, (although the booze is normal for alcoholic Kate).<br> The second stage involved seeing what the News of The World were doing. I have a spy who tells me what they are doing and no doubt reports what I am doing back to them. He said NOTW were going to dress up in mediaeveal costume - maybe knights outfits - and blag their way into her house in disguise. So I decide to buy a fancy dress outfit from Escapade fancy dress hire in Camden. It was a renaissance princess outfit and cost 50 quid plus I had to get a bike to courier it over to me.<br> As soon as it arrived at my desk, I got another call from the NOTW spy saying their editor had taken them off the mission just in case they got into the party and got thrown out and NOTW made the headlines for the wrong reason. I asked my deputy editor if I should give up too. He was like 'no way - they wont call the police to that drug addicts house. And you dont need to tell them you are from the sunday mirror'.<br> So stage three was mental willpower - not giving up. As it got closer to the end of the day, I started to worry that I wouldnt get in. I thought 'why put myself through this'? I briefly considered going home, photographing myself in my outfit and then going to the office the next day saying I tried and failed to get in. But then I thought, how hard would it be to catually try. If I get a taxi there, try it and then get a taxi back, and least I have witnessed first hand what the scrum outside her house is like.<br> Stage four involved gathering my accomplices. I have a friend called Jason, who is good to call up at short notice for fun showbiz things. He looks very indie and inoffensive, is good at blending in and can talk about music for hours (something to start small talk at parties). He was there the night Kelly Osbourne slapped me. And he was up for the challenge of taking on Kate Moss. We arranged to meet at a pub in Farringdon and then go to the party. Meanwhile, I was texting best mate Firgas to say I was worried about pulling off the Moss blag. I was so worried, she said she would come with me and Jason, bring another mate and we WOULD pull it off. (She is SO positive). We all met in a pub in Faringdon at 1115pm<br> We were ready for stage five - the actual logistics of getting in. We thought we knew someone who was inside, who may come and get us, but he wasnt answering his phone. So Firgas had a great plan - call my papers photographer and tell him to round up as many photographers as poss to pap us heavily and cause a scene. With any luck, we would get into the party or write about how people were abused outside. And we ended up getting in because we were literally screaming in pretence that we were so scared of the paparazzi. What happened was that we were causing so much of a scene that Kate Moss's bouncers grabbed us from the street and paparazzi scrum, pulled us through the front gates of her Mortimer Close house and led us up to the front door.<br> The final stage was legging it. I pretended I was so scared of the paps that I couldnt talk, while F gave our names to a man with a clipboard. Suprise, surprise we werent on the list. But i was still pretending to hyperventilate, the clipboard man went off to find someone. F and I decided to leg it round the side of her house while the boys waited for the clipboard man to come back (DIVIDE AND CONQUER). We ran round the side of her house to where we could hear voices and music. Ran up some steps, where I tripped over my dress and fell over. Got back up quickly and followe F through a door. The first thing I saw was a well-eaten spit roast pig. WE WERE IN KATE MOSS'S DINING ROOM. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/the-ultimate-kate-moss-blag-5415499/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/21/the-ultimate-kate-moss-blag-5415499/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/20/stress-mistakes-5415346/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-20:/2009/01/20/stress-mistakes-5415346/Tue, 20 Jan 2009 23:26:31 +0100 <p>Friday 16 January<br> Why is it that I forget things when I am stressed? Every time I have lost my mobile phone, it has been when I am way busy at work. Once I was on my mobile looking for work after I had just been sacked / contract not renewed from The Daily Telegraph. I put the phone down, literally, and it was gone.<br> Another time, I was attempting to gatecrash Kylie Minogue's birthday party. I had no other stories so it was a matter of life and death that I got in. And I didnt. To make matters even worse, I left my phone in the black cab I took home. That was hellish as I was due on holiday the next day and I had to make calls from a payphone in Croatia, asking when I was getting a replacement phone.<br> There was one other occasion that I left my phone in a taxi (when I was drunk at the londonpaper. Think I had been out four nights in a row and then woke up at 6am every morning to start work at 7am). But that time, the next passenger of the taxi found it and posted it back to me. I posted them flowers to say thanks. (The best I could do)<br> Today, I didnt lose my phone but I did almost lose my sister!<br> She stayed in my flat after our night at The Dorchester and I locked her in because I double locked the door on my way out.<br> She had a photographic job for my best mate Firgas, and she was late for it. I let her down and I let Firgas down.<br> And I kind of let my bosses down as I had to leave work and let my sister in (but I dont care about my bosses as much)<br> STRESSFUL DAY! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/20/stress-mistakes-5415346/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/20/stress-mistakes-5415346/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/19/peter-crouch-5408840/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-19:/2009/01/19/peter-crouch-5408840/Mon, 19 Jan 2009 22:24:20 +0100 <p>Thursday 15 January<br> After meeting Peter Crouch at The Dorchester, I do fancy him.<br> But I think I fancy his model girlfriend Abi Clancy even more. She is one of the prettiest women I have ever met. So jealous of her looks! Make myself feel better by telling myself I am probably cleverer than her. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/19/peter-crouch-5408840/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmentlovehttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/19/peter-crouch-5408840/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/19/kate-moss-s-birthday-1st-night-5408824/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-19:/2009/01/19/kate-moss-s-birthday-1st-night-5408824/Mon, 19 Jan 2009 22:22:31 +0100 <p>Thursday 15 January</p> <p>Part of the reason we didnt get my sister a job is we abandoned our chase half way through to attend the first night of Kate Moss's 35th birthday celebrations (sorry sis)<br> I had a tip off from a paparazzo that Moss was dining at the Dorchester Hotel's China Tang restaurant so me and my sister decided to go to the bar, get some cocktails and wait.<br> We got there at 10pm and got thrown out at closing time at 130am so it was an expensive night (about 80quid for our drinks)<br> One of the funniest points was meeting foortballer Peter Crouch, who recognised ME from my column. But I thought it woukd be better to remain anonymous if I was watching Kate Moss so I told him I was a jewellery designer. We kept arguing for ages as he swore he recognised me. And I realised I am quite bad at lying (because secretly I am proud he recognised me). There was a lot of giggling going on on my part!<br> Anyway, we saw Kate Moss just once in the whole 3.5 hours of sitting there so it was a bit of a waste of time. Plus all the daily newspapers were there. I kicked myself - I should have known better and should have acted on my instincts quicker. (My gut instict was to cause controversy and ask Kate 'are you pregnant or just fat?' But I tried to wait for the right moment, instead of bursting into her private room. And I waited so long, she left - doh!)<br> A late night with too much alcohol - not good for marathon training plan.<br> But I had heard Moss is having another party Friday night, so I MUST do better then </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/19/kate-moss-s-birthday-1st-night-5408824/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/19/kate-moss-s-birthday-1st-night-5408824/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/19/helping-out-the-family-5408777/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-19:/2009/01/19/helping-out-the-family-5408777/Mon, 19 Jan 2009 22:13:13 +0100 <p>Thursday 15 January<br> No rest for the wicked (or those too weak to say no) as I promised I would help my sister get a job.<br> She wants a job in a nightclub, so even though I spend every night of my life partying I said I would take her round a few clubs.<br> We also went for dinner at Nobu (I'd promised her that a long time ago and never got round to it).<br> So it was a proper showbiz night with dinner at Nobu, then Molton House private members club in Mayfair and then we planned to go to Maya nightclub.<br> And that meant it was an expensive night - taxis everywhere and a bit more champagne than I could afford at Nobu plus desert. (That bill came to #180!!<br> And at the end of it, we didnt even get her a job (although we did get a few cards) </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/19/helping-out-the-family-5408777/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/19/helping-out-the-family-5408777/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/15/manic-morning-5382171/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-15:/2009/01/15/manic-morning-5382171/Thu, 15 Jan 2009 15:07:07 +0100 <p>Thursday 15 January<br> Woke up at 630, grabbed the bags i had packed from the night before and got bus to Peckham swimming pool.<br> Did 45 mins of swimming - 60 lengths then did my hair and make-up for French tv. Shoved a banana and a cereal bar down my throat on way to bus. But as I was running late I got the wrong bus that ended up taking 30mins to elephant and castle tube.<br> I was 30mins late for French tv (doh!)<br> Then ran to F's office as I had a photoshoot for her magazine. Managed to get there for 11 and then I had to hang around because the backdrop where they wanted to shoot wasnt ready. I got a bit frustarted coz i was in the running round mode.<br> We managed to have everything done by 1230, and i dashed off. I felt bad that I wasnt hanging out with F but I had way too much other stuff to do. Tidy my house and rest - I have work again tomorrow.<br> NME man and I are meeting on Saturday. He called me last night when I was researching for French TV. We had a nice chat for about 30mins but then I was a bit rude and was like 'I have to go to research french tv'. He asked me what I was going to say and I was like, I dont know so let me get on with it.<br> Hope Saturday is fun!</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/15/manic-morning-5382171/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>entertainmentlovehttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/15/manic-morning-5382171/#commentshttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/14/a-relaxing-day-off-5378708/tag:showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk,2009-01-14:/2009/01/14/a-relaxing-day-off-5378708/Wed, 14 Jan 2009 21:48:10 +0100 <p>Weds 14 January 2009<br> Not much to report. I completely failed to put the argos shoe cupboard together. At one point I super-glued my sock to the floor.<br> I planned to try a 2 hour run but could only manage 1hr 40 mins<br> Did some admin for other people – helping leo out with a meeting with londonpaper. Then tried to help out my sister by arranging meetings with London club owners.<br> Applied some fake tan because it's the photoshoot for my magazine column on Thursday.<br> And now I am going to research Prince Harry – French TV are paying me #100 quid to talk about the incidence where he was racist towards a Pakistani soldier.<br> Has been some NME interaction. He said he might be around tonight, and if not he will be around sat. Im actually hoping hes not around tonight because I am tired!</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/14/a-relaxing-day-off-5378708/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>loveentertainmenthttp://showbizstrumpet.blog.co.uk/2009/01/14/a-relaxing-day-off-5378708/#comments