Spare a thought for this Manchester City photographer, who was (jokingly) accosted by Mario Balotelli in the tunnel whilst on her knees.
That reads a helluva dirtier than we intended it to.
Our bish, please detectors have been in a fantastic frenzy since last week, when we first heard of the rumoured rift between Victoria Beckham and the soon-to-be-ex Mrs Tom Cruise supposedly caused by a New York Fashion Week scheduling conflict.
Not because we didn’t believe these “former friends” have really parted ways, as Katie Nicholl reports, but because we’re positive Lady Victoria couldn’t care less about whatever Katie’s pet fashion project has going on. At any moment of the year, let alone during NYFW.
Over to you and yours, Miss Nicholl.
Because no WAG worth her salt would head out for a strenuous calorie-burning sesh without a designer good (or two) in tow, which post-workout look do you prefer:
A fresh-faced Alex Gerrard in a grey and pink tank/bra, black spandex and cream coloured Alexander Wang bag,
A visibly sweaty Coleen Rooney in an all black trackie, spandex and YSL clutch ensemble?
Why is the state of Alex Song’s hair “don’t” not coming up in any relevant discussions? Across the web you can read about conspiracy transfer theories, this past weekend’s results and how to spot a knock off handbag. Yet nary a single person or pundit is (correctly) questioning what in the world was happening on the head of still-sizzling-in-spite-of-the-poorly-designed-and/or-executed do, Alex, at his official Barcelona presentation earlier today.
Kickettes, clearly the ownness falls on you to discuss. Do us proud, please.
And on a more serious note: Arsenal fans, is the 2012/13 football season breaking your heart faster than you can say “chewing gum on my Louboutins”?
We have an announcement.
In less than a fortnight, bathing suit season will officially be over and we can eat desserts again.
So much to look forward to in September, we can hardly wait!