To deflect from the language convo- here's a bit tattle.
My group of mates in the 00s used to say that Fearne Cotton was hell bent on getting herself a rockstar husband. She used to go out with the biggest pete doherty wannabe any of us ever met (and we lived and partied in camden) and was so meticulous about appearing to be the funky, cool, slightly laddish girl on the Soho club scene. Shouting about the bands she liked and the songs she loved, she liked every thing whoever she was talking to did. She was desperate to fit in with the "in" crowd- you know like the appletons, gallaghers, Doherty. Quite sensibly she never went as far as most ppl in that crowd, drugs and bravado wise. But it didn't really suit her. She is a lovely person but you could just see the anxiety of trying to appear a certain way eating her up in the 00s and it was so uncomfortable to be around. After a few years we all felt a bit terrible for gossiping about her and saying she was a rockstar desperado... But then she married Ronnie Wood's son
![Grinning squinting face :laughing: 😆](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f606.png)
so we were right- she was ALWAYS going to marry a rock"star"
I think she drove herself mentally into the ground trying to be something that she really wasn't. I'm glad she's found her Zen!