Fiona McCade - Celeb-4-A-Day? More like fool for a day

YEARS ago, I went to a red-carpet film premiere in London. Naturally, I'd got all dressed up; hair was done; extensive exfoliation had taken place. And as I stepped out of my black limo into the swirling spotlights, I did feel for a fleeting second as though I was a star.

But one thing immediately put me in my place: the gathered photographers scrutinised me for second and then decided I wasn't worth bothering with. Not a single flash bulb went off. Nobody yelled "Over here, Fiona!" And so, like some anonymous piece ...