An Evening with Katie Price and Kerry Katona

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The second half got properly raw. Kerry started talking about her anxiety attacks during I’m a Celebrity—specifically the one where she sobbed into a bowl of beans. Katie, who rarely shows vulnerability in public, quietly said, “I’ve had panic attacks in supermarket car parks.” That moment was worth the ticket price alone.

They traded war stories about exes, legal fees, and the absolute nightmare of parenting teenagers while photographers lurk in the bushes. It wasn’t just gossip—it was a masterclass in surviving the tabloid machine with your sanity (mostly) intact. And your bank account surprisingly full.

One guy in the front row, clearly a reluctant date, shouted, “What’s the secret to your longevity?” Without missing a beat, Katie deadpanned: “We never say no to a paycheque, and we never read the comments.” Mic drop. Kerry nodded so hard her extensions wobbled.

An Evening With Katie Price & Kerry Katona (DATE RESCHEDULED: Tuesday

The Afterglow of Imperfection

Leaving that livestream—and later, rewatching the clips—I realized something. We mock them, we judge them, but we also root for them. Why? Because they’re the human version of a glitter bomb: messy, unpredictable, and impossible to ignore. They own the mess. That’s a power most of us pretend to have but actually cower from.

Katie’s final words stuck with me: “At the end of the day, I’m still here. And the haters? They just have to look at my face—and my amazing new lip filler.” Kerry laughed so hard she cried. Or maybe it was real tears. With them, you never know. And that’s the point.

So if you ever get the chance to catch an evening with these two, do it. Bring a friend, leave your judgment at the door, and maybe grab a third glass of rosé. You’ll leave feeling like you’ve survived a rollercoaster, but also strangely inspired. Because if Katie and Kerry can laugh through the car crash, so can we.

— Your slightly tipsy, slightly wiser friend from the sofa.