It’s a slow news day, so work with us people.
Alex has just left WAG staple boutique, Cricket, with her daughter, Lily-Ella, after returning several bags of clothing and picking up some new stuff.
Makes you wonder if a lot of the shopping she does is actually “borrowing”. Lord knows the Liverpool footy gals have put that shop on the map, so maybe they lend her the odd pair of trousers from time to time. Stranger things have happened.
Seriously though, we have no idea. We’re trying to make something out of nothing.
Alex also got a parking ticket. Wow… she says she’s just like a “regular mum”, and now we have proof. Plus, most mums we know wear hats like that when they hit the local shops too.
We said it was a slow news day, right?
Victoria was at the Bambi Awards in Stuttgard causing a whole heap of hoopla about the agreement her people wanted the Associated Press to sign.
The document “would have allowed Beckham to get copies of all photos, with the ability to use them for promotional purposes” and stopped photographers from leaking any “confidential information” that may be revealed during the event.
The Associated Press told her people to kiss their Associated ass. Other agencies agreed, but ignored Mrs. B on the red carpet.
Here’s what we want to know: what sort of “confidential information” would Victoria not want revealed? Isn’t this one of the most photographed women in WAG history? It’s not like she’s camera shy.
Weird, no? Watch this space, kickettes.
Link: Pushy Posh Poo-Poos Pix
Frank Lampard and Elen Rives are expecting a baby in June 2007.
Last year, Elen gave birth to their daughter, Luna, at the exclusive private Portland Hospital in London, by C-section.
Here’s what we’re wondering:
1. When is this dude going to make a semi-honest woman of Elen and marry her? We need, nay, we crave footy weddings like crackheads need the rock. So come on Frank, pass us the damn pipe and get married already.
2. Will Elen be going for the Portland Hospital special service, that has a catchy nickname similar to a footy film from a few years ago?
We’ll call it the MILB. Not familiar?
It’s the perfect service for those newly pregnant ladies who have to preserve their sexy by any means necessary. Because, God forbid if you were to get, you know, fat and all or whatever.
Here’s what happens: Early on in the pregnancy, surgeons remove any breast implants (so to avoid skin stretching/sagging when natural breasts increase in size). To avoid the risk of stretch marks, about a month to 6 weeks before the baby is officially due, a C-section and tummy tuck is performed, and new implants are put back in.
Or so we’ve been told.
Kinda makes you think about all those gals who have their babies early, and by C-section due to mysterious complications, and then appear bikini ready just weeks later.
There is still hope you mouldy oldies over the age of twenty-one.
Case in point: Djibril Cisse and wife Jude Littler. She’s thirty. She used to be a hairdressing “consultant” and she’s from some island off the coast of Wales. They got married in 2005 at Bodelwyddan Castle, with a host of footy guests: Theirry Henry, Zizou, etc.
One minor thing, though: he sort of beat the crap out of her when she was pregnant (allegedly*). He was given a caution and they lived happily ever after.
But if you can get over that, you’re in.
*On a seperate note, how great is the word, “allegedly”? It’s like a magic eraser phrase that says, “don’t sue” so nicely.
Wayne Rooney and Coleen McLoughlin sure do love their carbonated beverages. Coleen loves Diet Coke to the tune of