February 1st, 2007
Danielle Lloyd, it sucks to be you right now, girlfriend.
It’s reported that after the wrap party for the fiasco that was Celebrity Big Brother, Danielle collapsed. Was this because of the booze? Her brain’s inability to walk, breathe and hurl insults at the same time? Was it the booze?
We’re going for all of the above.
But one of Danielle’s friends says, nuh-uh. Dani girl went down because “she was overwhelmed by all the photographers outside.“
But let us not mock the young, cute and dumb. For too much longer.
Reports also say that Danielle was telling the other party guests that her and Teddy are still involved.
Meanwhile, Teddy is hangin’ at the Funky Buddha with his boys (can you still have “boys” if you’re 40?) trying to hit on a cute brunette and nibbling on her neck. He was also buying
January 31st, 2007
Those of you with real lives may have missed the recent debate taking place in the world of fashion over super skinny runway models. Several designers and people in the biz have called for an outright ban to try and bring a halt to the unrealistic images portrayed to women by a model who weighs the same as a bread stick.
Madrid fashion week was the first to place a ban on the super slim, although we sure don’t remember seeing any big fatties hitting the catwalk afterwards, but it’s the well-publicized thought that counts, right? Weight requirements, for those interested in such things? Models that are 5’8” must weigh at least 8.6 stone (123 pounds).
But let us get to the point.
Victoria Beckham, she of the soccer ball waist, has reportedly banned size zero models from promoting her fashion label. A source was quoted in the Sun UK, as saying, “Victoria wants to give out a positive image that you don’t have to be ultra skinny to look good. Many of the models on the catwalk make young girls feel insecure about their own bodies.“
She does realise this would mean she wouldn’t actually hire herself for this gig, right? Rumours are that Daniella Sarahyba, a “curvy” Brazilian model, has been chosen by Mrs B to best represent the “realness”.
Link: No Size Zero Models To Model For Victoria Beckham
Link: The Skinny on Fashion Week
January 29th, 2007
Forget those nasty rumours and tales of ick circulating around the netherworlds ladies, it looks like the Steven Gerrard/Alex Curran love train is still on the tracks.
We know, we know, it was beginning to look like these two were content with being lifers on the “engagement” list, but yesterday they made an official announcement: they’ll be getting married on June 16.
As is required, a magazine deal for
January 25th, 2007
Ooookay… so it’s looking like the Gemma Atkinson/Cristiano Ronaldo love-fest is over.
We’re quite sure Ms. Atkinson was very proudly bragging about this conquest in the not-so-distant past of two minutes ago, when we welcomed her to the WAG club.
At a party at Manchester’s Cotton House Club late last week, Gemma hooked up with Mark Furze, a former Australian soap star. They were seen doing some tonsil hockey in the back of a cab on the way home.
If you’re a prude you may not want to read the next bit: he had his hand on her bottom.
The same night as the bottom-touching events in question, Cristiano was hanging out at the Kylie Minogue concert. We could say something about that, but we’re going to stay focussed on Gemma for the moment.
We’re all for women asserting their rights to be “social”, but if you’ve got a stiletto in the door at Club Cristiano, why on earth would you go to any other building?
Ciao Gemma, we barely knew ye. Don’t let the door hit your skanky ass on the way out.
Link: Love A Furze
January 22nd, 2007
The above may look like the 80s Hair Brigade Comeback Special in Atlantic City, but it certainly is not.
We mentioned WAGs Boutique before, when the A-list WAGs shattered our hopes and dreams by dropping out. Left with a motley crew of semi-fabulousness and unknown randoms with big boobs, the competition is hotting up. We think.
We’re predicting this will be so bad it’s brilliant. We’re predicting that we will publicly mock, but privately be glued to the chesterfield eating bon bons with the phone on divert as we route for Team Better Half (see below).
Let’s get into the gories, shall we?