Unfortunately your post actually makes me side with Fearne. You idiot. Yes I agree. The "bucket of bleach" comment was utterly despicable.
What she really needs is a couple of concrete wellies on her feet before being thrown into the deep end of a swimming pool filled with bleach pine preferably. Then, and only then, can we be sure that our world has been sanitised of the pea-brained fuckwit. My thoughts are with the poor immigrant who has to fish her pine scented corpse out of the pool!
Awesome blog, she needs cramming into an industrial washing machine along with razor blades and ball bearings and put on a fast spin. Perhaps some bleach in the draw as a form of fabric softener. Thats funny, I didnt see any envy or bitterness. Just hatred. Good old fashioned hatred for a thoroughly deserving person.
I don't see anything despicable about this post. Cry me a river. Jesus H. No-one is saying we should actually throw bleach at the woman, it's a fucking blog and it's meant to be funny. Take it with a pinch of salt. Get over your fucking self and grow up. I'm sure the number 1 quality you need to be a radio presenter is an interesting voice - She doesn't have this in any form at all - it's a bland, monotonous and most of all annoying.
It's like someone is pouring ground up glass down my ears and into my brain. When she laughs, it's like being kicked in the head by an angry donkey. She has zero entertainment value. She thinks she's the best thing since sliced bread, the arrogant spanner.
She just needs to fuck off somewhere. Bland bland bland bland self obsessed nobody. Hate her and would love to smash her in the chops with a large plank of wood! The wood would be pine to match the bleach. I would love to know how many listeners turn off or over after the Breakfast show, i know i do I heard her say that she thinks Lily Allen does'nt like her My longest exposure to the Cotton slag is about 3 seconds!
But that changed when she hit the mainstream, in her early 20s. Her treatment by the press, she says, was vicious. You just become an easy target. Being a young, blonde girl from kids TV, who to some might have seemed vapid.
In , a few days after her 28th birthday, she launched her own mid-morning show. In her early 30s came big changes. She met musician Jesse Wood, son of Rolling Stones guitarist Ronnie, in the summer of , on a boozy night out in Ibiza. A mutual friend introduced them at a club and something clicked. In , Cotton announced she was pregnant; they got married the following year. In February gave birth to their first child.
I ask if this is the truth she writes about in her book, the one she felt unable to share until now. In part, she replies, but not entirely. Today she spends her days discussing rebirth and reiki, but for a long time those ideas felt too personal and for public consumption. She broadcast her final show in May In Speak Your Truth , Cotton flirts with the political.
I thought I was fairly ambiguous towards her until recently, when just hearing her on the radio causes me to recoil. What has the poor girl done? She is an attractive, outgoing, confident, successful young woman — all the qualities I would look for were I filling out an internet dating application. So what is it about her? Stumped I asked around and found many people I know had an instinctive negative reaction to the mere mention of her name, often in the form of a little grimace.
And yet none could really pinpoint why they felt like they did. In search of answers I found a message board fled dedicated to the question why Amstell hates her so. She is the most punchable person on TV. There were some positve ones but they were in the minority. And throughout this tidal wave of opprobrium, more than one person echoed my own negative-but-not-sure-why-stance. This is certainly a major part of it. But get the feeling Fearne would be whatever they asked her to be.
More punky Fearne. More Maltese. More racist.
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