I look awful!

So I did the Stormbreaker press junket today – yeah, yeah, I know it sounds grand, but what happens is that a load of you sit in a room with not enough seats, and then are called into these rooms set up with a couple of cameras, loads of lighting and your designated “star” to interview.

Today, I had the job of posing questions to the lovely Alicia Silverstone. My verdict? She’s definitely had her lips done and her hair was ironed straight to within an inch of its life. She also had that glazed look on her face, as if to say, “Omigod, another irritating journalist, who’s going to ask me all the same questions”.

I also quizzed the star of the movie, Alex Pettyfer, along with the author of the books, Anthony Horowitz. Again, both perfectly pleasant, but ultimately, very posh. I don’t know – what an upbringing does for you!

Anyway, the point of this ramble is that at a press junket, you get two cameras – one pointing over your shoulder, shooting the star. And another pointing over aforementioned celeb’s shoulder, filming you.

I saw about 10 seconds of my tape and realised how awful I look. My voice sounded good enough, but wow, my face looked as if I’d spent all weekend asleep with it pressed down the back of the sofa!

The bags under my eyes each contained about a tonne of coal each, I hadn’t shaved (bad mistake) and my hair was wilder than Nick Nolte’s in “that” infamous police mug shot.

The upshot being that it’s inspired me to do something about it. OK, so I can’t really control how often Ava wakes up in the night – and last night it was a lot – but I seriously need to lose weight (probably about two stone), as well as take care of my face and shave more often.

Yes, I know people always do themselves down, but in this case, it’s probably not far from the truth. I’ll keep an ongoing check on my personal well-being!

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