Sober as a jugde (hic)

Posted by Skytower on Thu January 3, 2008

This post has nothing to do with the fact that I'm out on the sauce twice in the next few nights.  Subsequent posts might – particularly if they include heaps of typos – but not this one.

Nope, here's two extremes to look at. And not just facially.

Exhibit one: Yes, it's her from practically any television show of late, "fuckable" Fearne Cotton (Who said that this blog was dumbing down? Get out of here!). Fearne's latest exploit – for want of a better term, seeing as it's a non-exploit – has been to give up drinking for three months. Three whole flippin' months! (Okay, so I give you the fact that it's not as easy as it sounds – I've only ever beaten the three month mark once.)

In what is perhaps the quote of 2008 so far, Fearne has revealed that, since giving up late in 2007, she has felt "bloody brilliant". However, she also concedes that she "wasn't a big drinker before", and thus it is no great shakes. Hmmm, "no great shakes". Interesting turn of phrase as we lead into… 

Exhibit two: The Icelandic "beauty" that is Bjork. As mad as a box of frogs, as random as a bowl of trifle (ooh, what a great strap-line for a blog). Now, teetotal is probably not a word that Bjork is familiar with. Not when you consider that she drinks a litre bottle of vodka every Friday.

In a quote copied (and copied) from Music Week, the Icelandic "genius" is quoted as saying: "I come from a country where, from the age of 15, you drink a litre of vodka every Friday, straight from the bottle". Sounds a valid enough reason, if ever there was one required to be given. And let's face it, if you live in Iceland, I suppose you're usually in need of either a) warming up, or b) getting off your face on something to take your mind off the fact that you're fucking freezing.

So, do we follow Fearne's example, or Bjork's? Tough call, tough call…