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Love is a Many
Trousered Thing


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Hello my little chumettes!

Hurrah and gadzooks, we are almost free of Stalag 14!!! Spring has sprung and you know what that means, don't you. Yes you do, don't be dim. It means that summer is nearly here and then we will be free, free I tell you!! Free as free things on a free holiday in Freeland. That is how free we will be.
Even now I am doing pre-tan tanning as no Sex God likes a girl with scary white slug legs. Since the Jas tanning fiasco last year, when she suggested I use Kool tan and I ended up with an orange head, I am making sure that nothing goes wrong on the beauty front. I am plucked and smoothed to within an inch of my life. Just a little tip: get a sensible mate, i.e. not Jas, to inspect you from the back just in case you have missed a rogue hair shooting out of the back of your knee.

Blimey, being a boy magnet is vair vair tiring. However, because I love you all so much––and I do. A LOT I do, feel the luuuuurve. Anyway what was I saying before I so rudely interrupted myself? Oh yes, because I am without a doubt your bestie mate, I want to tell you that my 8th oeuvre (that means "work" by the way and not "egg" ) anyway, keep up, my 8th book, LOVE IS A MANY TROUSERED THING is out in July. Hurrah!!!!! If you can't wait that long, then reread the other 7. In French. Or German. Actually that is a good laugh, the snogging scale in German is hilarious. Number 1 is "Handchen halten" and number 9 is "rummachen unterhalb der Taille." I love German. It is a very amusing language and no mistake. I may go to Lederhosen land this summer and eat sausages, or spangelferkel as they call it.

Where was I?

Oh yes.

Goodbye

Georgiaxxxxxxxxxxxx

P.S. Besides my new book, I will be hosting a marvy blog/advice column on my website www.georgianicolson.com. Please do visit and ask me as many questions as you'd like. I simply cannot wait to hear you all moaning on.

Really I can't. What else have I to do?

P.P.S. A lot actually.

P.P.P.S. But that is how nice I am.



   
   


The Confessions of Georgia Nicolson
by Louise Rennison
www.georgianicolson.com