Birthday Bumps
27/08/2009 @ 10:33 amJet lag…a common theme in my life. I have been living in limbo time zone land for a few weeks now. Not sure whether to try and adjust or commit to any one side of the ocean!
I’m back in the land of small dogs, Frappuccinos and white teeth as I have a date tomorrow…with Paris Hilton! Who knows what will happen, if she’ll like me, what we’ll do, where I’ll end up! I’m actually a bit nervous! You’ll have to wait until ‘Fearne and…’ is on TV in the autumn!
Before I left for LA I have mainly been being clumsy! I’m naturally this way inclined but for some reason (jet lag? Age? (pushing 28), or bad luck) I’ve upped my game!
First up… I’m on a run, my usual route, it’s sunny, birds are singing, the river is glittering then WHOOOOMP! I’m on the floor covered in mud, iPod in a bush, house keys nowhere to be seen! I had tripped over nothing in front of a bemused cyclist who stopped to help me up! Grazed knee, red face, over jogging!
Next I text someone a message that was not for them! I do this a lot and never learn or think properly before pressing send. More red face!
Literally moments ago I also dropped my shorts (the only shorts I brought out here) in a massive puddle of rank swimming pool water. Drenched, red face of anger!
In just over a week I’m going to be 28! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? I have no idea where those early twenties went? What happened? Am I now a proper adult? Panic stations! 30 is so near I can smell it! It smells of grown up things like room spray and good wine! 28 is still smelling like dirty gigs and gin - thank god!
I’m listening to loads good tunes at the mo. A quick rundown if you will:
Mumford and Sons-White Blank Page
Discovery-So Insane
Pearl Jam
White Denim
and the new Jamie T album which I promise is sooooo frikkin good!
Right, back to being jet lagged and searching for Paris Hilton!
Peace and Love,
COTTON
























