Lessons we have learnt from Britain's Got Talent

What you look like DOESN'T MATTER, because it is what's inside that counts, like your really good singing voice. Obviously, I, Amanda Holden will judge you when you come on stage because you are like, super ugly but by putting you through not only am I proving that I don't care what people look like, I am also accepting that even ugly and poorly-dressed people can be talented. But not as talented as me, obvs.



As a side note, can we all appreciate Michael Collings' AHmazing voice, and the fact that he is bloody hilarious. Who cares if he is wearing a hoodie.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to my little amica Emma who sent me two bags of Cadbury's mini eggs.














On the down side, I have now eaten two bags of mini eggs in the space of about 3 hours, so unfortunately, I will be unable to eat for the next four days.

Is it just me who couldn't care less about the Royal Wedding? I'm definitely not a royalist so I guess it's no surprise to those who know me, but I am genuinely shocked at the way the country's going Wills and Kate-crazy. Even my friends who have never before shown any interest in the Royals are talking about it. But why? I can honestly say that I am more interested Cheryl, Sienna and even the WAGs than the future king and queen to-be. And this isn't because I am some dumb idiot whose always got my head stuck in Heat magazine. To me, any developed country who has a monachy is - well, not as developed as it thinks it is. How can people actually whole-heartedly support a system where someone can become the head of state purely because of who their parents are?

I've tried to get excited about Kate's dress but how can you feel enthused about the wedding dress of a girl in her twenties who goes around wearing this?

Dianna Agron's blog. Surprisingly cool and well-written (I'm judging her solely on her portrayal of Quinn Fabray in Glee).


http://felldowntherabbithole.tumblr.com/

This Week's Playlist

Simon and Garfunkel - America

Belle and Sebastian - Boy with the Arab Strap

Belle and Sebastian - Write about Love

Animal Collective - My Girls

Bob Dylan - Hurricane

Fleet Foxes - White Winter Hymnal

Bombay Bicycle Club - Ivy and Gold

Snow Patrol - How to be Dead

Morrissey - First of the Gang

I'm having a bit of a Mad Men binge at the moment. Obviously, I will never be able to replicate January Jones' ridiculous beauty, but I can copy her style. Luckily, Topshop have got some MM-inspired stuff in at the moment, which I plan on buying as soon as I step footback in the UK.

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Now where are my cigarettes...

Is it possible to die of a hangover?

Does anyone fancy buying my two friends and I tickets to the Glee tour in London? I have tweeted Cory Monteith a.k.a Finn Hudson, asking him the same thing but as yet I have heard nothing back.

If you get the chance to visit Turin, you must stop at the late-night sandwich shop, Don Panino. What it lacks in tasty, cheap sandwiches (two words - mozzarella juice), it more than makes up for in handsome workers (a rarity in Italy), one of whom is so beautiful I am convinced that he is Jesus-incarnate, and to whom I have many a time professed my love (as I say, it is open very late - so obviously at four in the morning this always seems like a good idea).

Venezia

Last week I went to Venice. Unfortunately, I didn't bump into Shylock, but my search for a Jewish husband continues despite this setback. I did enjoy Venice - there really is nowhere in the world like it - although it is full of tourists and I was insulted by a McDonalds worker; the details of this episode are too painful for me to relive via my blog, so instead I will just look at this nice picture. Aah, Venice.

To the sole reader of this blog

Yes, yes, I know, I've not updated my blog for a while. As you can probably imagine, I've been inundated with emails begging to know where I am, what I'm doing and if I'm going to be updating my blog any time soon (or not...). To be fair, I have been slightly busier than usual of late (not difficult, considering my routine up until a month ago consisted of getting up at two in the afternoon, making a sandwich and then watching 90210 on repeat), but I will try to be a better blogger in the coming months.