March 25th, 2008
Alex Curran & BFF Kelly Ellison, Liverpool
image via BIG Pictures/KEYSTONE Press
Alex: I think we went too far with the co-ordination thing, babe.
Kelly: Nuh-uh. We look hot.
Alex: It’s too much. I know I told everyone at the fittings for my wedding that there is no such thing as too much, but I feel like we look… like pillocks.
Kelly: Nuh-uh. We look hot. You’ve got the big stripes, I’ve got the little ones. I’ve got a roll neck, you’ve got a scoop neck. It’s like we’re matching, but we’re not too matchy-matchy. We look hot.
Alex: What about the shoes, though? We’re wearing the exact same shoes.
Kelly: Not exactly. Mine are about twelve sizes smaller.
Alex: What are you trying to say?
Kelly: Nothing. Just that your feet are a lot bigger than mine. Or anyone else’s.
Alex: You know, Kells, I am so sick of your little diggs at my canoe feet. For your information, everything about me is larger than life. I’m big, blonde and beautiful. Also loaded. Take a look at my handbag – this is the smallest one I own. It’s about the largeness, yeah? I could carry Lilly-Ella, Lexie, and Stevie in this thing if I wanted to.
Kelly: Soz babe, you’re right. You’re fantastic. We’re fantastic together. Don’t ever leave me.
Alex: Should we find a wine bar? My feet are freaking killing me.
Kelly: I’m totally changing into my trainers.