Georgie Wells

London-dwelling cat lady who hates being called a cat lady. Jaded copywriter for the past four years and grammatical pedant for life, Georgie’s written for everyone from highstreet fashion chains to shopping channels (and a whole heap inbetween). If she could sum up what she wants from life in one film sequence, it would be the dance routine at the end of Romy & Michelle’s High School Reunion.

Age: 26

Twitter: georgie_EW

What I Do, Job-wise: Copywriter. Specialist subjects include spot cream and pet food.

What I Do, Fun-wise: Dancing, Hendrick’s, face paints, late night takeaway dashes... Y’know, the usual.

My Motto: To thine own self be true. A motto hammered into my consciousness by my dear ol’ dad

My Anti-Motto: Watch the pennies and the pounds will look after themselves. (Consumerism is my ‘thing’, OK?)

The First Movie Star I Ever Had A Crush On: Noah Hathaway (Atreyu in ‘The Neverending Story’)

My “celebs to make out with” list: See above. I’m nothing if not loyal.

The Most Played Song On My iTunes: Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers, ‘Won’t back down’. Apt.

Last Book I Read Without Skimming Any Parts: ‘Death and the Penguin’, Andrey Kurkov

My Most Worn Item of Clothing: Yellow Cambridge Satchel Company satchel (alright pedants, I know it’s *technically* an accessory...)

Beauty Products That I Hoard: Clarins instant eye makeup remover, Bobbi Brown long wear gel eyeliner and NARS Red Square Velvet Matte lip pencil.

I smell like: Viktor & Rolf Flowerbomb and Camel (cigarettes, not ungulates)

I Have Faked An Orgasm (Yes/No): Oh God. Oh God. Oh GOD, yes.