Stephen Gerrard and Margaret Thatcher – sorry, Alex Curran, at Buckingham Palace. Mr. G was there to receive an MBE (Members of the Order of the British Empire) for his outstanding contribution to sport.
Alex’s hair gives more than any words could ever say.
photo: big and rex
Someone give this woman an award.
Kickettes, a question. If you were rolling through the streets at this stage of pregnancy, would you have the strength to get off the sofa, let alone hit Kings Road and blow through your man’s cash at the speed of light? Twice in two weeks?
Hmm, well, perhaps we would drag our behinds out of the private car, buy half a dozen pairs of shoes and then make the driver come in and help us carry them all out to the car.
Because 1. he’s a driver, which is synonymous with servant; 2. we’re pregnant. and we have many shoes. so help us carry the shopping and then drive us to our hair appointment. we still have two and a half months to go - let’s try and stay mates.
Hitting the 4th Annual Red Party with Janice Dickenson and Christian Audigier.
Abi’s currently filming her new reality TV show in California.
We’re sure you’ve already got Coleen McLoughlin‘s 21st birthday marked in your diaries, but just in case you’ve neglected to keep up with such crucial information, we thought we’d fill you in on the planned festivities on the 31st of March.
Coleen and her main squeeze, Wayne Rooney, have sent out over 300 invitations to a wide range of hotties and notties in the football world like The Beckhams, Sven Goran Eriksson, Steven Gerrard and Alex Curran. Oh, and please know this, dear readers: there will be at least two members of the Atomic Kittens there, and really, isn’t that all that matters?
Anyhoo, Girls Aloud (including Cheryl Cole), and the Sugababes will be providing the live music. And by live, we mean lip-synced and/or mimed. For those of you living abroad who have never heard of these bands, there’s a reason for that, and it rhymes with “trap”.
There will be acrobats and trapeze artists entertaining the masses. The invitation is a lilac and pink, six page tome with close up shots of Coleen’s lips and eyes. It explains how to get to Thornton Manor in Merseyside and specifically says not to bring a mobile phone or camera as they will be swiftly dashed in the bin. Or given to a security guard for collection later. Or fed to the trapeze artists.
Alex Curran rocks the carb face while her daughter, Lilly-Ella rocks her cute self down the high street.