How sales assistants put the fear of God into me.

The other day I went into Sephora (a European version of Boots) looking for light foundation (cost price in the UK: approx. £7). I came out having spent over 25 euros on a face powder, which I didn't want, certainly didn't need and to be frank, I was lucky to get away with buying just that.

Speaking of Simon...

... here he is making an appearance in Louis Theroux's documentary on Max Clifford, PR guru extraordinaire/massive twat. Interestingly, he comes across... rather well, actually. This might be because even Bin Laden's remains may seem like charm personified next to Clifford, but I think it could be because he is actually a pretty nice chap really, if also a shrewd one. Which begs the question: why on earth does he need Max Clifford? Answers on a postcard, please.





On a side-note, I'm on a bit of a Louis-kick at the moment. I need something else to watch now that Glee (Glee! Dearest Glee! How will I live without you?!) is on a break.

Cheryl's Exit from the US X Factor

Poor Cheryl. One minute you're the Nation's Sweetheart, flying the flag for Britain on what will become one of the biggest shows in America. The next, you've not got a job on either. Poor, poor Cheryl, after all she's been through.

Or so we are supposed to think. I'm sorry, but we all know the orchestration that goes behind Simon "The Puppet Master" Cowell's shows. As he knows, all publicity is good publicity. He drums up interest in his latest project, while Cheryl - dear Cheryl - gets to play her (or her PR's) favourite role: the victim.

So we finally know who the injunction footballer is. Or, I should say, the press have finally named the injunction footballer, because who honestly didn't know it was Ryan Giggs. As a Welsh person, it's immensely embarrassing. He was the one footballer who everyone respected for his hard work, dedication and his apparant inability to age. He was the one of ther greatest footballers Manchester United had ever seen, and best of all, he was Welsh - one person we could genuinely be proud of, and a name that held prestige all over Europe, if not in the US. And now he's gone and ruined it, right at the end. Thanks a lot, Giggsy.

Marion & Geoff - Series 1

I love love love this programme. It is both tragic and absolutely hilarious at the same time and is without a doubt, Rob Brydon's best performance (and this is coming from someone who loves Uncle Bryn).

Best lines -
"If they only save one life... then probably not very cost effective"
"I was worried that it might be too much, that it might be too violent, but as his mother says, he's a very violent child"

This year I am going to Reading Festival. Any potential street cred I gained from that last sentence will be diminished by the following one. I am going with my seventeen year old brother. Individually, I would say we both fell into the 'uncool'camp at school; not exactly complete losers, but just one bad satorial choice away from 'bullied'. This is the first festival for both of us and we are pretty excited. We chose Reading - despite the poor line-up this year - as a compromise. Whilst he is into hard rock and heavy metal, I am definitely more of a T in the Park kind of girl. Naturally, I said no to Download and he stuck his nose up at Glastonbury. Neither of us have friends going to these so we begrudgingly turned to each other and agreed to go together. Whilst I am pleased that I have someone to go with, my brother is a bit of a liability and I am a massive wimp so I can easily see him getting so drunk he can barely stand up whilst I desperately plead with a group of twenty-something lads not to set our tent on fire.

What is the point in getting a super-injunction? In the age of Twitter, anyone who wants to find out which celebrities have been up to no good can - and will - do just that. The trouble is, I think that in certain cases a super-injunction IS justified.
It's obviously difficult to approach this topic without making reference to specific cases and if I were to do that, I could find myself in a lot of trouble. However, it's difficult to judge which cases are deserving of a injunction and which aren't. Do you go by profession? Likelyhood that it's willing to upset children or just affect sponsors? Level of famewhoreness?

The whole super-injunction issue entered the public consciousness with the John Terry affair. I personally think that it's fair that his super-injunction was overturned. Not because I think that the British public particularly deserve to know exactly what Terry is up to in his private life - at the end of the day, that's his own business. I just think it's wrong that he tried to throw money at a problem to make it go away - a problem that only arose because he failed to keep it in his pants. If there is any justification for these Draconian privacy laws, this is certainly not it.