Fearne Cotton blog

What happens in Vegas, stays…on ITV2

Looking back, as I’m sat here in my pj’s sipping tea, I’m not sure if this weekend REALLY happened at all? The craziest 48 hours of my life. Once again I was summoned by her royal heiress to follow her around in her party place of preference. VEGAS! This was my last chance to chat to, hang out with, and peel back the layers of Paris Hilton for my documentary series Fearne and...  

 930 pm Vegas time. Landed.  

 935 pm Adjusted brain to constant sound of slot machines.

1000 pm Greeted Paris Hilton and her close friends.

1050 pm Slightly merry.

1130 pm Dancing in club on a chair (I have never danced on a chair in a club in my life).

0200 am Bowling in Paris’ hotel room (yes in her room).

0315 am Collapse in to my room.

0320 am the ringing voice of Paris in my head “this was a mellow night, tomorrow’s the big one”.

0321 am Deep sleep.

Without giving too much else away the following night was BIGGER, crazier and longer. Many stories I’m bursting to tell you but I want you to see it all with your own eyes on ITV2 in a few weeks! I’ll give you all the details of when and what time soon! Unmissable stuff! A true party queen with a huge streak of determination, drive and dedication to her brand and work.

I landed back in the UK at 630am Monday morning and zoomed straight in to BBC R1 HQ for my show. I have since washed my hair, changed my clothes and generally feel more human! I still haven’t digested all that happened in that colourful 48 hours though!

In contrast to that my new job at Radio 1 has been extremely chilled out and delicious! I’m genuinely loving every second! Getting to play stonking tunes and talk about music every day makes me feel alive and excited to get out of bed in the now dark gloomy mornings. I’m still as excited to have my office desk up stairs above the studios and I continue to adorn it with CDs, cereal bowls and generic junk.

Thanks to everyone who has been tuning in and texting messages of luck and enjoyment. It means a lot so ta!!!!!

I’m currently drinking tea with far too much honey in it in an attempt to thaw out from a day on a ice rink where Willy (My nick name for Holly that she hates… derivative of Willoughby) were shooting our Very.co.uk TV advert for Christmas! We had Christmas tunes playing and fake snow and massive festive grins on our faces! Is it too early to start drinking mulled wine? I still have hours of kip to catch up on from the Paris in Vegas situation so here’s how things will run for the rest of tonight.

850 pm make  hot choc

900 pm in bed to watch Trinity on ITV2 

1000 pm turn off telly

1001 pm zzzz

Peace

COTTON x