Miranda Coutts

Her name is Anne Jacqueline Hathaway and we are the same height and also like me, she is the daughter of a stage actress. People tend to call her Annie. The first time I heard someone talk about Anne Hathaway, I just assumed they were talking about William Shakespeare's wife. As you can tell, I was very confused indeed. Yes, she shares the same name as Mrs Shakespeare, but this Anne isn't british, she a Yankie born in Brooklyn, New York and raised in New Jersey. Anne is an award-winning soprano and an award-winning actress. Like all good bombshells, she loves animals and has a very happy 6 year old chocolate labrador named Esmerelda. Another Bombshell bonus about Annie is she spent a week in July 2006 in Nicaragua helping vaccinate kids there against Hepatitis A and it was an experience she regards as "..an eye opener". We should ALL go and spend a week in Nicaragua (we should also all learn now to spell Nicaragua). The following is a list of her favourite actresses...

One item of furniture most crucial to every Bombshell's boudoir is a Fainting Couch or a Chaise Longue. These are uphosltered chairs which are long enough to support the legs. A duchesse brisee is similar, but looks like a sideways-facing chair together with a long footstool. A chaise longue with a backrest at both ends is known as a recamier. Any of these will do handsomely, just as long as you have one for yourself. I love the whole sublime idea of a fainting couch. They were very popular with women in the 19th century. This was because women in Victorian-era societies almost universally wore corsets which put substantial strain on the wearer's midsection and restricted their blood flow. When a woman would ascend stairs in a house or other structure, she would often feel faint – and a well-appointed home or building would have a fainting couch at the top of every set of stairs for her use. Some houses would take this to the level of having separate fainting rooms wher...

Vanessa Paradis is one very lucky girl. Her long-term Bombshell boyfriend, actor and musician Johnny Depp bought her an island in the Bahamas so they can be alone with just their two children Jack and Lily-Rose. Tres cosy. She's a singer, actress, model... like most Bombshells. She wears hats and looks fabulous in them like all Bombshells do. She's not a conventionalist and she smokes (again, like most bombshells - though I don't promote smoking). She was born just outside of Paris and has one younger sister who is also an actress, of mainly french horror films. Vanessa has been modelling since she was a child and has a long-term afilliation with the fashion house Chanel for which she began working for in the 1980's campaign for the perfume Coco (a perfume I favor). She was dressed somewhat like a bird. Vanessa is an unconventional beauty as she has petite and has a sizeable gap between her two front teeth. She's more bohemian than standard Bombshells. Her family ...

It just so happens that whilst languishing in the bathtub or just on the verge of sleep, Bombshells have their most noteworthy ideas. Like last night, whilst I was feeling low (as you know from my previous post), simultaneously running a high fever. I thought of an entire plot-line for a book. Or a script. Or a TV special. It's just not fair to have these creative habits, we all know we need our 9 hours of beauty sleep! But do you think I remember it all? Something else that isn't fair is ferociously training for an audition and entirely losing your voice just in the nick of time. Is it also ironic that both my sister and my little red kabbalah bracelets broke? Or was it just shabby craftsmanship? I'd prefer to think the latter. . .

Please forgive me for not posting anything lately, I've been completely overwhelmed in life's little surprises. These are a few of the reasons it has been a while since my last entry... My sister's cancer has returned, my neighbour was robbed, my grandmother died, I'm obscenely septic with the flu and my voice is gone once again, the theatre was set on fire by arsonists and my little bread-and-butter job has been made obsolete. The show must go on!