I fucking detest Fearne Cotton. In an age where the British public scrape the barrel of mediocrity clean in the search for more and more celebrities, Cotton has got to be amongst the worst. Famous for being famous, she seems to be on everything that the BBC spits out; radio, TV, live events and countless charity appeal shows. Hardly surprising, considering members of her family are/were BBC executives and her father is a famous band leader. She even interviewed the Royal Family, exclaiming to Prince's William and Harry 'You're the Queens grand children, HOW COOL IS THAT?!' ...investigative journalism at it's best.
Always pushing to be seen as the BBC's whacky 'rock-chick' she is constantly talking about how cool/alternative she is, whether it be dating the gay one from Lost Prophets, bringing out her own range of Converse showes, spouting in interviews that she has not, one, but ELEVEN tattoos (the biggest of which is a Fearne leaf on her hip............) or that she is always going to gigs all over London and always strives to 'break' new bands.
One of the ways she does this, is a section on her radio show called 'The New Music Generator' where listeners call in, name three of the songs they are 'repping at the minute' and Fearne suggests something new that the poor sap on the other end of the line, will enjoy. I heard one segment where the caller listed My Chemical Romance, All Time Low and The Wombats. Fearne's suggestion was 'At Your Funeral' by Saves the Day. Wicked.
Good work Fearne, you are the very definition of 'Hip'
Another thing I despise about this talentless black hole is that she is somehow a fashion/sex icon... HOW HAS THIS HAPPENED??!! Seriously, what the fuck? She dresses like a 15 year old greebo. Red jeans, cowboy boots and fake glasses? Nice one, prick.
In fairness, neither of these things annoy the shit out of me nearly as much her boundless enthusiasm for EVERYTHING. Everything she sees is 'incredible' every new band she hears are 'awesome' and everyone she interviews in the 'nicest person in the world' She is the human equivalent of a pug dog, endlessly yapping at your heels, on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on until one day you just snap and kick the fucking thing in the face. Someone needs to shake her like a British nanny shakes American babies and scream in her face 'GET THE FUCK OFF OUR SCREENS FEARNE COTTON YOU OVERGROWN CHILD'
- ▼ January (13)