POSH'S AWARD IS TRULY PANTS.
GOOD to see Posh has her big knicker days too, just like the rest of us - although we usually wear something on top of them. But when, allegedly, you are about to become a genuine Laydee in the next Honours List, such trivia as trousers could well slip one's mind. Or given Posh's size, simply slip off altogether. More puzzling however, even than the hubby getting a title from Tone before the PM sails off into the sunset or alternately boards the gravy train, is Mrs Becks becoming Glamour Mag's Woman of the Year. For what, exactly? Services to anorexia or possibly, given the latest barnet, peroxide.
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|Publication:||Daily Record (Glasgow, Scotland)|
|Date:||Jun 8, 2007|
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