Friday, 26 February 2010
Thursday, 25 February 2010
Wednesday, 24 February 2010
Tuesday, 23 February 2010
A spokesman for Cheryl has, in the last few minutes said that she 'has no further comment to make' and wants privacy. No can do, darling. If you don't want attention, don't be papped in stunnas yet wearing a press seeking slogan t-shirt. The classic combination is the definition of irony and only encourages more press and attention. You either want the attention or you don’t, love. She knows the whole world is watching her and every move she makes will fuel gossip and lead to speculation, so it’s probably not the best idea to spend too much, if ANY time with another guy such as this dancer spotted leaving her house already, even if some newspapers are prone to exaggerating.
As for the others, Toni Terry has no back bone slash no prospects without her footballer husband. She's a lost cause really.
And Elin Woods thinks her husband needs sex therapy. Personally I think she was onto something when she started beating him up with a metal pole.
The fact is men are men and fame hungry whores are just that. Instead of fuelling the fire, maybe newspapers should focus on something and someone more worthwhile. Take away the financial motivation behind many of these skanky girls actions and the problem may not be what it is.
With the number of undeniably attractive and unbelievably persistent women throwing themselves at these men on a daily basis regardless of marital status, it would be a miracle if they all weren’t at least tempted and if most didn’t indulge from time to time. But the fact is when you catch him once, get rid and the shame is on him. But as the saying goes if he fools you twice, then the shame is on you. My sympathy card must be lost in the post, Cheryl.
Monday, 22 February 2010
The bedroom was also beautifully decorated in wall to wall white curtains and quirky designs, like a framed picture on the ceiling over the bed which was pretty random. Phillipe Starck really is so creative, I especially loved the glowing mirror! The bed itself was huge and was situated at an angle in the middle of the room not touching any of the walls which at first I wasn’t sure about but now I want my room at home the same!
I introduced myself to the General Manager as we checked in and he kindly sent up a complimentary bottle of wine to the room while we were getting ready. I always like it when manners pay off!
I think the best part of the experience had to be our evening meal. I tried a selection of gorgeous plates including soft shell crab on brioche, seabass in lemongrass with watercress and a gorgeous barbeque chicken dish. For dessert I ate apple tartin with vanilla and basil ice cream and chocolate fondant with pistachio ice cream. (They also have a gym which helps!) We drank champagne and cocktails and had a few drinks in the bar before heading upstairs. Breakfast the next day was more gorgeous food and I spend most of the day at the salon! I left feeling totally spoilt and would totally recommend the Sanderson to anyone who is looking for a lavish hotel experience. The service was exceptional and the decor was really something different.
I was pretty wary at first but it worked for me by balancing dark and light denim and colour matching my accessories. I went for dark denim jeggings with a light denim shirt from topshop. I added a black wasit belt, black boots and a black Mulberry Bayswater.......and I quite liked the overall look. Don't be afraid to try it! Here are some examples... (it works for guys too!)
When I blogged in November I started seeing a gorgeous older guy, we'll call him J for the purposes of anonymity... He was 32, tall, dark and handsome with a fabulous house and car. He seemed like the perfect guy.......Until he made me pay half on our THIRD date.
I was totally shocked and so were my friends. He's older and successful and he invited me to dinner, so why on earth did he think it was okay to make me pay half? Don't get me wrong it's not about whether I can afford it (and for the record it wasn't exactly Nobu!), it would just have been nice for him to even offer. I guess the eternal debate is whether men should be expected to fork out on dates...I think they should. I spend my hard earned pennies on hair, make up, nails and maintaining a fabulous wardrobe to look good when guys take me out for dinner....the least they can do is buy me a pizza?!