Last night, as I mentioned on previous blog, was the FHM 100 sexiest women party. Stevie was still with me from earlier in the day and we invited our mate Stiffy to come cos I had another spare ticket. I was getting ready and tried on an outfit I've been saving for a special occasion. It was one of two outfits I bought for my birthday fancy dress party. I ended up wearing the vampire dress for my party but the other one was a ringmaster's outfit, complete with Top Hat. As soon as I put it on, Stevie nearly wet himself with excitement (the more glam & outrageous the better as far as most gay men are concerned; that's why I love them so mush!). I decided after wearing it for half an hour though that it was too mush and that I would save it still for another time. I ended up wearing low cut tight black cord trousers with a black rubber bondage style top. The top gives me the best cleavage in the world and when I got to the party and the paps wouldn't let me leave the red carpet, I knew I'd made the right choice.
The party was held at Madame Tussauds of all places. I screamed in delight when I was told it would be there. I haven't been there for years! All the waxworks were all still out on display, only the whole place had been turned into a nightclub for the night. There was a DJ pumping out tunes, four bars, free drink and loads of celebs. I spent the whole night running round getting my picture done with all the waxworks (in my element!). I groped Madonna's privates, licked Kylie's bum, licked Brad Pitt's face, compared boobs with Victoria Beckham, felt Jessica Simpson's boobs, fondled Tom Cruise and rubbed up against J-Lo for a comparison (I wonder what Cris Judd would have made of us two together?! Ha ha). It was the best venue ever for a party and I definitely need to go back there in the day time to have another look! Kyle was very jellus when I told him today. He's obsessed with waxworks/mannequins/in fact anything fake or theatrical or anything to do with fairgrounds as well. He couldn't come last night as he already had plans so nearly cried when he found out where the party was held (I only found out in the car on the way there when I asked the driver where the party was).
Apart from the joy of posing with the models, not mush else happened. I chatted to my old mate Paul Danan, who told me he felt very sorry for me on Big Brother and also told me that he's off to America in a few weeks to do a TV show with Calum Best. I also met the manager and chairman of Madame Tussauds who asked me how I would feel about being the first ever naked waxwork in there. OH MY GOD!!!!!! Hell yeah! I'd love it more than anything! You know you've made it when you've got a waxwork in MT. It would obviously have to be done tastefully and not actually showing anything but I could do a great modelling pose (maybe something like my PETA campaign). It'd be fab. Anyway, I got their numbers and will be calling them up very soon.
Today we got up early (I had to drop Steve at work) and then I met up with motorbike Paul for some lunch. I took Paddy into town with me and we sat outside in the sun. After that we met my brother in a lovely country pub and sat in the beer garden for a while. This evening I have been to my brother's gig at Ivory Rooms (he lost his voice half way through and Fred had to sing all the songs for the second set) and then we went onto Sugar Hut to perve over the 18 year old boys in there. It's very young in there on a Thursday, which is exactly why me and Lauren love it! Ha ha.
I've just got home and I can't believe how warm it is still. I loved the fact that it was boiling hot today. I've been in rolled up jeans and flip-flops all day. God I love summer!
Tomorrow I am filming two different TV shows for MTV and then I have meetings after that about more work. Tomorrow night I am going out with Lauren and Michelle. Hopefully we will get chatted up by gorgeous men, have a cheeky snog and go home happy and laughing; or, we'll be harassed by drunk people who think it's funny to shout my name loudly every time I walk past them and we'll go home alone, wishing there were nice normal men in England (which is what usually happens when we go out). Saying that, I did have a lovely snog last weekend with a fit 21 year old.
I just remembered as well that last weekend a REALLY annoying bloke (who'd been hovering round me all night) came up to me towards the end and said "you got any sniff?" By this, he obviously meant cocaine and when I said "no, I don't do it mate", he replied "yeah alright - don't lie, that's what you're known for!". To this I answered "no mate, I'm known for getting my tits out, now p*ss off and leave me alone before I have you thrown out". He then started a full on row about how I couldn't have him thrown out and kept insisting that I must do drugs. Lauren and Kyle jumped in and took over while I signalled to a doorman. When the doorman got there, I told him what the guy had said and the guy then lied with no hesitation and told the doorman that actually all he had said was that he was "a big fan". Freak. Fortunately I know all the staff in the club and the doorman knew he was lying so he told the guy he could either leave or he could go and stand behind a certain point in the club and wasn't allowed past that point so as to not be able to get anywhere near me again. He chose to go and stand "behind the line" so to speak and things then got ten times worse for him as he had to then stand and watch his best mate try and chat me up for half an hour. His mate came over to apologise for his behaviour and ended up making me laugh. The face on the boy who had been an idiot was a picture as I stood laughing and joking with his best friend in the whole world while he had to stand in the corner like a dunce with a doorman watching him. I think he probably ended up wishing he'd just left when he had the chance. People are so stupid sometimes. I feel very offended though when people either ask me for drugs or assume that I do them. I've never even tried them and will never try them. Without sounding too cheesy, I truly think that drugs are for losers and people who aren't very confident. Anybody secure in themselves and able to have or create a good time doesn't need to do them. I think people who do them are either very insecure or missing something from their life or both. Anyway, enough of my thoughts on that subject; just thought I'd share that.
Another funny thing that happened last weekend was when I went to the toilet at one point during the night. Tow old girls were sat in the loos by the sink gossiping and when I walked in, they fussed over me, asked for a hug and wouldn't let me get away. They told me how mush they respected me etc and seemed very nice. I then managed to get away to have a pee and when I went in a cubicle, they sat slagging me off. I don't know if they thought I couldn't hear them or what but they ripped into me saying I "looked rough" amongst other things. They were about 40 and not the hottest girls on the planet anyway so where they get off on saying I look rough, I don't know. Anyway, I smiled sweetly at them and walked out when I finished and later on a girl came up to me and said she had heard the whole thing in the loo. She said that when I left, they carried on slagging me off even more. Now, I don't care that two old birds are slagging me off but what I don't understand is: No 1. Why be all over me and lovely to my face and THEN slag me off and No 2. Why do it in front of 20 people when you are only making YOUSELF look like a two-faced bitter and twisted old bitch from hell?! Nobody thought they were cool. It's not like they gained anything from doing that. I will NEVER understand the human race. Til the day I die, humans will always surprise and confuse me. Perhaps that's why I love animals so mush. They give you nothing but love and gratitude. Feed them and cuddle them and they'll be your friend for life! I've got a dog food mat that says on it "the more I see of men, the more I love my dog" - it should say "the more I see of people, the more I love my dog"!
On that note, I'm off to bed with Paddy.
Lots of love
xxxxxx
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