I never got pissed off with being called a wag, I married a footballer and I was proud of him, but there was some girls that were just plain wrong and they just loved being called a Wag?
Ive met alot of Wags and there was a time when as an agent I used to look after quite a few, When non wag girls realised what sort of agency I was running I had email after email begging me to take them on or even come to one of my monthly parties, these parties were just for footballers to enjoy a private drink and not be hassled, but as an agent of glamour models as well as wags there was always going to be pretty faces at my parties..much to Marcs delight..so these girls knew that these parties had pots of gold there for them...needless to say I could see though most of these girls and they were never invited.
It was unreal the lenghts these girls would go to just to bag a footballer and be on my books,some of these lads arnt blessed in the looks department , yet they could always pull a page 3 girl?? Some of the girls that approched me to be with my agency claimed to have slept with hundereds of footballers, some claimed they were seeing a footballer but couldnt name him as he was married? some were even seeing the same lad? All these girls desparate to be a wag... I knew that this wag thing was going to get bigger and when I was approached by a production company to supply a list of wags for the show Wags Boutique I knew it was going to be a hit, as Id seen the interest in my agency, so I selected a few girls and sent them over,some of us was selected and the show eventually begun....
To be honest the show was a bit tacky but the pot of gold for me was the fact that we was doing something for charity and that people would benefit from us selling clothes...it wasnt hard? standing there chatting to everyone was my cup of tea, I love talking, I will talk to anyone...unfortunatley some of the other
On one occasion a certain bubble air head swanned off in the middle of filming to go and buy a £2000 bag...just because her friend had it..filming was halted..whilst shopping took place...customers were left waiting and I was left speechless.. on another occasion by this certain young lady I was told that my language was offensive and that her mum would of never let her swear like that and that I needed to calm it...fair comment, my mouth is rude and I took it all on board.. not 2 minutes later I heard her tell another wag that her mum had put her on the pill at 12 because she was sexually active with her then boyfriend of 14.... I just turned to her and said "Are you fucking kidding me?" your moaning at me because your mum doesnt allow you to swear, and you think Im rude yet your mum allows you to fuck at 12? We were just from different words and we clashed big time, I swore more then I ever did when she was around from then on....
We all had a laugh on that show and we made shit loads of money £500,000 and its a shame they never did another one but ITV sold the format abroad....
The show was a huge hit and I made some unlikey friends from it, just recently I went to Cassies wedding and she looked amazing, she married a footballer called Jose Fonte and they seem very happy together, I also see alot of Nicola T, her ability to be able to produce noises from her front bottom when asked was one of the funniest things I have ever come across and although she refuses to do it now unless I beg she still has blessed me with some great memories. I have lots more stories that will eventually come out in these blogs, and maybe one day Ill start naming names...maybe ill just leave you guessing..one last bit of gossip for you, this certain girl and her fella enjoyed what me and Marc would call "BITTY" google Little Britan if your struggling...we could never look at him the same way again...ha!!!!
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