Mark Feehily (of boyband Westlife) likes the Scandis. In particular, he’s got a thing for Swede Freddie Ljungberg, pictured here after dinner at Cipriani’s. Mark’s take on our long-time favourite? “Of course Freddie Ljungberg is Swedish,‘ Feehily says. ‘His cheekbones are so sharp they could be used as a weapon! You can’t take him on a plane.‘ Rawr.
Danielle Lloyd missed the call sheet on the laws of photography in the age of the internets: “if you take nasty-ass nekkid pictures, they will soon surface for all to view, or at least be used as blackmail to take your beer money.“ For all of our sakes, let’s hope the pics stay under wraps.
There’s a new WAG on the block. Roxanne Pallett, an actress from the soap Emmerdale, is dating Manchester United’s Danny Simpson. Caring levels for this news remains minimal, but let’s watch this space.
Liverpool Fashion Week is on, and Alex Curran and crew are doing the rounds. It launched Monday at the Society nightclub and wraps up at the Newz bar on Friday, where Abigail Clancy will be strutting the catwalk. You know you want to be there.
Cheryl Cole is going to try and work things out with cheating hubby Ashley. In the meantime, her insiders are queuing up to sell “source” stories to the tabloids – she can’t bear for him to touch her, they have to move house, she’s got him on a six-month sex ban, etc. Let us tell you exclusively what exactly is going on: they’re both miserable and wishing this never happened.
Victoria Beckham on trousers: “I think guys should wear jeans big and baggy, with a big pair of boots or flip-flops – exactly how you see David when he’s out in his jeans and T-shirt. Do not pull them up tight and have your bulge showing. Let it hang!“ Fellas, take note: hanging = good. Tightly cupped = bad. Posh has spoken.
*UPDATE* We’ve moved in and are readying the canapés. Welcome to the slightly re-jigged, better-dressed Kickette.com. Please let us know if any part of the site isn’t functioning properly or looks funny and we’ll get on it asap. A thousand thank-you’s to Fully Illustrated and Emtwo for the expertise and style.
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today tomorrow, please be patient with us and forgive a few glitches. We have a plethora of buff man servants and diamond polishers carting our files, pics and baller stalking GPS systems over as you read this very sentence.
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image via Boston Globe Photo / Stan Grossfeld
image via Boston Globe Photo / Stan Grossfeld
Yellow and pink mood lighting, wet drawers and random chicks in a Cancun hot tub.
Ah, sweet and innocent after-match shenanigans for the MLS boys Taylor Twellman and Chris Albright of the New England Revolution.
Link: I Would Do Anything For Pub
It’s Friday, there’s news to report, but none that we can be arsed enough to bring ourselves to discuss (John Carew and Alesha.…we should care as she’s rather cute, and he was voted one of Norway’s hottest guys by Elle magazine, but… meh), Posh’s Vogue cover (she looks nice, but we thought the Elle US cover was spunkier), and so on. We will try to pull ourselves together, but it’s not looking good.
In the meantime, here’s a query dear readers: What first got you hooked on football? When did you become a fan? Did it start with a moment, ie a shirtless one, or has it been lifelong?
Before you answer, these are questions meant to be considered whilst nibbling on a chocolate eclair, sipping champs and gazing at your Xabi screensaver as you plan your weekend’s pulling ensemble. Please prepare properly before responding.
FYI, our love for the pain and pleasures of the beautiful game hit full stride watching the England/Argentina agony of 1998 (Michael Owen’s golden goal, curtain-haired Becks getting sent off, the freaking penalties); a year later, we crashed a party in London and the sight of Posh ‘n Becks up close and personal, (in their infamous matching Gucci leather outfits) and then-sizzler Ryan Giggs, (who was standing alone amongst the celebs, decked out in a great suit) started a fire under our borrowed Choos.
Oh yes, our obsession with footie and frivolity began to take full, stalked-out shape during those wondrous years of leather and drama and leather-filled drama. What started it for you?
Aussie hottie/West Ham defender Lucas Neill and his girlfriend Lindsey Morris are expecting twins. Re his hand position: is that why she looks so happy?
Rebecca Loos is multi-talented. She can skeeve, and she can sing. We’re like, sooo jealous.
Good to know there is a home/gallery for important images like this one. Mmm, man love taken out of context.
Becks and the blonde: innocent groupie love or guilty groupie love?
Alena Seredova and Gianluigi Buffon had their baby, a son named Louis Thomas, born on December 28. Yes, we’re quick with the news updates this end.