Mr Ross's continued work at the EIGHT charities he supports allows him a party for his friends - and let's remember, it's a private celebrity bash, who among them will want to act up in the spotlight? It's not the attendees the police were keeping in order, but those among us who insisted on gawping.
Now the train-tracks and copper-dyed hair (thank you, Sun-in) have gone, my luck has improved, but my feelings for holiday have not. Even in a relationship, I feel there's an impending sense of disappointment. This Valentine's I've created a fool-proof list of non-cliché things to do for both singles and lovers...so you won't have to suffer the same pain.
According to an article I read today, the true way to enjoy Christmas is to lay off the booze completely. Able to hold a conversation with your granny, wrap the awkwardly-shaped toy for your nephew and get stuck into helping cook the dinner without feeling queasy, will heighten and enrich your Christmas experience.
You know what, nude tights are actually one of the most ridiculous creations. As well as falling to pieces through one use, they are literally like a sausage skin. If you have ever made your own sausages you will know that pulling on that thin membrane makes absolutely no difference to the appearance of that sausage.
Whether you love it, hate it or you're not particularly fussed by it, London Fashion Week is totally a big thing. So I reluctantly decided to get involved this season. And, lets be honest, why wouldn't I be into it, with such demanding questions like: "What on earth will I wear?" "But where will I sit?" "Have I lost enough weight to fit into a size zero, built for a child, outfit?"
The problem with housewarming parties is that guests can accidentally morph from close friends, into strange relatives bearing surprising gifts. Where once they brought wine, now they come bearing indoor tulip trees, personalised chopping boards, and tasting plates, with accompanying dipping sauces.