This Saturday I step out in front of - or should I say behind - Ricky Wilson, Sir Tom Jones, Kylie Minogue and Will.i.am in one of the most nerve-wracking things I've ever done - The Voice UK on BBC One! In my blogs I want to share my experience on the show and what led me to finally audition, after applying for every season so far but never actually queuing up and going through with it.
Kylie oozes likeability. She's been the girl-next-door since her Neighbours days and her voice is instantly recognisable, from the sensuous I Believe In You and Chocolate to joy of Spinning Around... I hope Kylie will return for series four but The Voice needs Kylie more than Kylie needs The Voice.
The Cumberbitches. That's what the most devoted fans called themselves. I actually liked it. I thought it was great word play, sharp, instantly recognisable and just a little bit in your face. And as soon as the term was coined, it went viral as quickly as 'credit crunch.'
There was a bit a controversy on Dancing on Ice this week - I was accused of giving the judges a one finger salute at the beginning of my performance. But it turned out after a few check backs from everyone including myself that I was innocent! Thank God.
My colleagues know me as "the defender of fierce girl crushes". And if you spend five minutes with me, I'll sneak my undying love for a female celebrity into our conversation so artfully, you won't even notice until we're analysing Emily Blunt's life choices. Is it a generational thing, to develop really intense loyalty to certain famous women? Or is it just me?
The famously neurotic director has not been accused by anyone else of sexual assault, his loving wife Soon-Yi defends their relationship vigorously and he will probably never be charged, let alone found guilty of what he's been accused of. But between what has been alleged by Dylan and what we know of Soon-Yi, who among us will ever think of him in the same way again?
Yes, 20 years is a long time, the weather's gone topsy-turvy, and memories abound. Technical faults, those cursed technical faults! Meaning the button on the zapper responsible for moving on the graphics would sometimes get stuck. I can't tell you the number of times I used a lipstick instead, pressing the top histrionically and praying the producer would see my thumb and change the maps. Cold sweats and controlled panic was the name of the game, but we always got away with it, and if truth be told, loved every terrifying minute.
The Academy Awards are closing up on us... it's time to bring on the glamour. February is indeed preparation month as talent gear up to look their sharpest for their arrival at Hollywood's Kodak theatre for the March 2nd event.
How "The Biebs" decides to use his celebrity is completely up to him. Wouldn't it be wonderful if he pulled out of the nose dive and his example served as motivation for his rabid fans to experiment with mindful self-discipline?
Fin and I first met at a house party four years ago. He'd just been to see The XX at Maida Vale studios earlier that day, so was feeling musically inspired to start something new. Although we didn't form THIEF that year, we began sending each other music we liked and kept in contact while I was studying at Sussex Uni in Brighton and he was DJing and running club nights in London.
The thing about these shows is that they become hugely addictive for those competing. It's great fun doing a bit of dress-up on a Sunday night, getting your spray tan and being taught to do some pretty dangerous lifts and jumps every week.
Outsized reaction to celebrity death is not a new thing, it even has its own entry on Wikipedia: Mourning sickness. Its zenith in this country was the death of Diana, Princess of Wales, a period in our history during which we behaved so peculiarly that we still can't look each other in the eye whilst talking about it. A madness took us, like a Bacchanalian orgy, only with less orifice-filling and more commemorative crockery.
Born on this day, 6 February 1945, Bob Marley, singer, songwriter and guitarist. Marley's influence is unparalleled, irrespective of race, colour or creed, he is credited with helping spread both Jamaican music and the Rastafari movement to a worldwide audience.
At the intimate Leicester Square Theatre, Joan guided us through the story of her life, accompanied by precious old film footage, photos, shared stories and secrets of her celebrated life and career, as one of the world's most glamorous and intriguing personalities.
As Johnny is practically twice Amber's age, this was a midlife crisis more compelling than most of his films. But I was floored by news of their engagement last month and can't imagine how Vanessa must have felt!
My point is merely that it is the adulation and idolising of a single star that I take umbrage with, and not the behaviour of the star. It's the parent that allows their child to become so swallowed up in a single thing that I take issue with.