Would You Take Fashion Advice From This Woman?



The self styled fashionista, Katie Price has released yet another book but this time its not the ghostwritten novels which eerily read as a commentary to her life writhing in front of the cameras in nothing. No this time, Katie is going down the Victoria Beckham route and releasing a book about fashion.
‘From my early teens I’ve been an exhibitionist and from the time I started senior school I was desperate to look different. I’ve always gone for clothes that make me stand out, rather than blend in with the rest of the crowd’. Nobody stands out from the crowd quite like Katie Price. The world can’t help but sit up and take notice of her every move. Ever since her early modelling shoots, the camera lens has never been off her and even in those early days, it was clear that a star was born. Katie Price isn’t one to follow trends. Unafraid to do whatever it takes to look how she wants, she doesn’t play by anyone else’s rules and she always does things her own way. Here, Katie Price opens up her make-up bag and throws open the doors to her wardrobe. She talks about how her image has changed as her career in the spotlight has evolved and how what she wears affects her relationships with her her family, her fans and the press. She reveals all her top tips on looking and feeling good to get the best out of life including what she wore on the night that Jordan was born, how she puts together an outfit to make a statement and she talks frankly about her fascination with cosmetic surgery. Find out which style crime makes Katie say ‘there’s just no excuse for it’ and who makes Katie think did you actually look in the mirror before leaving the house? And what are the must-have items that Katie just can’t live without. This is Katie’s guide to looking good, living life and being happy, inspiring others to be confident about the woman they are and the woman they want to be.
Clearly, they don’t know how to market this book. Is it a biography? Is it a guide? Is it another chance for Katie to expand her empire? Who knows.
I’d just like to point out a few things, the highlighted bold phrases above being one of them.
- She doesn’t go for the blend in with the crowd look, because then Heat wouldn’t be interested in plastering her face all over their magazine. One thing she has got right, is that she does stand out. Who wouldn’t when they look like a bad drag act.
- The world is FORCED to watch her every move. Oh believe me, we try to avoid it but she is shoved down our throats through the TV programmes that ITV2 commission, and probably cried buckets when Katie and Pete were no more, only to be told they could make double the money if both of them stayed but starred in their own self indulgent reality shows.
- As if anyone with half a brain would want to know how Jordan was born. If they have heard, ney, seen pictures of Katie as her alter-ego then they would avoid finding out what (if anything) Katie wore when Jordan was born.
- Which style crimes make Katie say ‘there’s just no excuse for that’? The ones in the mirror?
- Who makes Katie think did you look in the mirror before leaving the house? Peter? Herself? Alex?
No doubt this book will sell, as the Heat loving OK subscribing crowd rush out to find out how to look like trash and be a millionairess at the same time. Its more fluffy self indulgent loving from the Price camp. As if the novels, equestrian range and TV shows were enough…
In celebration of this ill thought out venture into fashion tips and advice, I thought I would make a list of celeb books that, if written would create a feeling of ‘what the hell do you know about—–’ amongst the general public:-
Anger Management: How to Keep Opinions To Yourself – R. Keane
How to Win Friends and Influence People - P. Morgan, N. Griffin, P. Mandelson, A. Wenger et al.
Achieve Through Hard Work and Effort - K. Brook
A Comprehensive Guide to the British Isles - R. Savage
Against Exploitation in the Music Industry – S. Cowell
Naturally Ageless Beauty – Madonna. Foreword by Joan Rivers
World Geography – S. Palin. Foreword by G.W. Bush
Mastering the Art of Speech - W. Rooney, S. Gerrard, J. Carragher, D. Beckham, F. Lampard et al
Appearance Is Everything - S. McGowan
And just for fun, the celebrity books that absolutely should be written, but not read.
Why Does It Always Happen to Me: One Man’s Mission to Overrule Karma – R. Abromovich
Epic Fail: How I Became The Face and Gob of A Frozen Food Store Selling Discount Prawn Rings – Kerry Katona
White Powder, Strange TV Appearances, Iceland, Prescriptions and Atomic Felines: The Rise, Fall, Rise and Fall of Kerry Katona
Getting By On Daddy’s Hotel Money – Paris Hilton
Kiss With a Fist: What Really Happened That Night – Chris Brown
I Hate Being Famous, But Not Enough To Take My Clothes Off and Advertise Perfume- Keira Knightley
Like I Really Give a Fuck, I Want Publicity- Lily Allen
Courting Controversy: The Daily Mail and The Luddites Who Read It - Jonathan Ross
How To Turn a Drugs Problem Into a £10 million contract and a Fashion Range - Kate Moss
How To Get Famous For Nothing – Lauren Conrad, Spencer Pratt, Heidi Montag-Pratt, Kristen Cavallari et al
Crashing Into Barriers: My Kind of Friendship- Fernando Alonso
Anton Du Beke: Controversy, Not Being All That at Dancing and Holes in Walls
Scouse, Odd and Thankful for Gulliable Twats: The Derek Acorah Story
Is this even right?
Can a mentalist really control the nation? Well, he ‘predicted’ the lottery numbers last week and this week Derren Brown’s big event is…Controlling the Nation.
Last week’s lottery prediction stunned audiences but merely minutes after the live prediction (which surprise surprise he got correct) the internet was awashed with rumours of split screens, projectors and so on and so forth as the nation (or the people who watched this) wrecked their minds trying to figure out what the ILLUSIONIST did. The follow up show on Friday promised that we would be able to predict the lottery ourselves but, there was , lets see.. a 1 in 14 MILLION chance he’d ever reveal how he did it. Hence, angry comments on Youtube and internet forums as to why Derren confused everyone. Well, he’s an illusionist/mentalist/psychologist with a 10 words per second speech pattern making it impossible to keep track of what he’s saying.
Anyway, I am preparing for more WTF moments and more mind fuckery tonight when he tries to control the nation by the medium of subliminal messaging. Apparently, we’re going to be glued to our sofas…literally. As in not being able to stand up despite our hardest efforts. Which comes to the little thing that’s concerning me and scares me stupid: HOW? And is it even legal? Or is it (more likely) more deception, misdirection and general insanely intelligent weirdness?
Somehow I’m not sure but Channel 4 would do anything for an audience.
I will do my utmost best not to watch but like all the other programmes he’s done, I’ll just not be able to resist being confused and stunned.
He’s brilliant, but you can’t help but think, what would someone with bad intentions do with those abilities? Yeesh.
EDIT: I watched bits of the show, I was stunned into silence but not stuck to my sofa. Hmmm. I felt light headed but nothing more.
So Here It is Merry Christmas…but what happened to September, October and November
As I write this, I’m 100% sure that it is still September and, there are at least two whole months left before I start to think about buying presents and cards. So, I had assumed the vast majority of the population (or the ones in the Warrington area anyway) wouldn’t have thought about Christmas just yet. Yes? Unfortunately, the high streets and the supermarkets seem to have lost their calendars.
Yesterday I went shopping and was struck by the amount of shops already ready for the Christmas rush. We’re not even out of summer yet and if reports are to be believed, we are on the cusp of a tiny heatwave in the middle of September. Yet, Sainsbury’s, Tesco and co have wheeled out the Christmas puddings and mince pies. Granted, we’ve not yet got to the point of full blown seasonal aisles yet but I haven’t seen anything Halloween related or even Bonfire Night related, but they are the festivals that come before Christmas. Walking into Morrisons, I saw the closest thing to a seasonal aisle but one third of the shelves were housing Christmas essentials, the other third was solely for back to school and the final third was the shop’s whole gardening range. A shelf for all seasons, quite literally. Call it schizophrenic or disorganised or plain pushy.

Judging by various reports over the last couple of weeks, the whole country has at least one shop on the high street selling Christmas goodies. Sometimes, the frustrated members of the public will take matters into their own hands to ensure that Christmas is only thought about in November. For example, in August a group sent threats to a charity shop which sold Christmas cards well before seasonal goodwill. By Bank Holiday Weekend, Christmas cards were on sale at card shops. I know so because I popped into a card shop in town to buy a birthday card for my sister who was born in August. Given the fact I only think about cards after December 8, this surprised me. Its not that it hasn’t happened before, shops were well used to setting up Christmas displays before November but never before October or even September. That’s almost a third of the year! Another example of Christmas being touted before its time is the town which put up their street decorations – on the 21st of August. So, it may not be retail related but its stupid all the same. When asked about the four month early decorations, the council said the lights were going to be used to celebrate a ‘number of religious festivals in the coming months’. But, where their statement falls flat is the fact that all their decorations are Christian orientated.
Whilst, I can’t take a stab at guessing why that town decided to put Christmas lights up in the middle of August, I can hazard a well educated guess as to why shops tend to put their Christmas displays out before November. It is to get shoppers thinking about splashing out the hard earned cash of the last 11 months, but this year just takes the proverbial. I don’t care if its the recession and retailers need to recover, I don’t like seeing Christmas decorations in the street until at least the final week of November, and my family don’t put up decorations until after the 10th of December. Stores are still selling summer accessories alongside Autumn/Winter ranges but I’d feel stupid walking into Clintons and buying wrapping paper with snowmen designs and ‘Merry Christmas’ written across it. Like I said, I only start to think about actually buying for Christmas between the end of November and the 24th of December.
But its not only Christmas that gets celebrated earlier than it should be. July is the month during which children are happy, happy that they have no school for a full 6 weeks. No homework until September and no real exams until January. As a former school student, the last thing I want to see is an advert for ‘Back to School’ offers on the TV merely hours after I left the prison on a 6 week break. I remember when Back to School only surfaced in the last week of August not the first week in July. I’ve seen shops with promotions on school uniforms for the new term on sale in June. I mean, really? The kids haven’t even got out yet and already they’re looking for profit.
The American celebration of Halloween (its something religious because I remember having to sit through a lecture about the real meaning of Halloween and it wasn’t about Jack O’Lanterns and dressing up to scare the living daylights out of your elderly neighbours) is celebrated in October. October 31 to be precise but, the shops have a very different idea. Halloween stuff can usually be found on the shelves by the end of September but this year, I’ve yet to see any scary masks and The Grim Reapers axe. Another event the companies are keen to get customers buying for months in advance is Bonfire night. Despite being the worst night of the year (and then month, and then two months every night until New Years Eve) to have to revise for an exam or do homework, Guy Fawkes Night is celebrated on the 5th November, yet shops have ditzy assistants asking you for your ID near the door by October. And because of the continuous PEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW POP for the next month, your ears are ringing by the end of November.

The newest addition to the early celebration is Easter. I went to a Catholic primary school and had it beaten into my head every morning from February through March that Easter isn’t about chocolate eggs. Like everything else, Easter is commercialised by the chocolate eggs and the fictional Easter bunny. Clearly, the shops want to make Easter the next Christmas and I vaguely remember a news report shortly after New Years one year in which a supermarket manager was interviewed about why they decided to put Easter eggs on sale in January. He said in as many words that Easter was the new Christmas and he’d like to be creditted with the accomplishment. Since then, Easter eggs have been spotted in January and on sale by February becoming the chocolate orientated cousins of the advent calendar which hits shelves in October. Before I’ve even got through the hundred kilos worth of confectionary I’ve recieved over Christmas, I’m already being appeased into buying a chocolate egg that I won’t get to eat
for a while.
I love Christmas, I really do but I’d rather not be reminded about the money I’m going to spend in December when I haven’t even unpacked from my Summer holiday yet. Plus, I still have money to re-save so I can spend till I drop over Christmas. Christmas displays in November are reasonable, October is early, September is pushing it but August…August to buy crackers and tinsel? Nah, that’s completely insane.
The Bank Holiday Laugh

Ha ha ha ha ha! Wenger when he was sent off and stood on top of the bit between the dugout and the stands.
Because I watched the 2nd episode of the new series of X factor, here’s the best of the worst auditions from Saturday’s show.
I’m so glad its back!
Thursday’s are funny thanks BBC2, Mock the Week’s Scenes We’d Like to See.
Attention all drunk texters

Your texts are now accessible to the sober world thanks to mydrunktexts. A whole site dedicated to those texts that you wish you never sent under the influence. Phones and drunks don’t go hand in hand but they provide some of the funniest texts. You know the ones. You’re asleep and suddenly your phone goes off and there’s a crazy text from a friend who you know is intoxicated and yet was allowed to text. Then you laugh so much, try to get her to carry on looking for Narnia in the closet and find you can’t go back to sleep due to the laughing fit you got when she said she would find Narnia before the night was over. Those texts.
(709): I wish Miley cyrus would fall off that damn mountain she keeps trying to climb. Seriously, if I hear that song one more time- I’m going to push her off myself!
(336): A freshman just woke up on our back pourch… He swears there was a party here last night but we didn’t have one
(513): i may have set a small to average sized fire in your bathroom.
(773): Dear yesterdays makeup, Thank you for always being there when I stay up late binge drinking on weeknights and am running late to work Friday morning. You’re the best
(860): As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
(817): she’s walking around the room telling people she can make the room move with her mind and then she shakes her head really fast yelling ’see?!
(315): I just woke up 20 feet high in a tree, naked. How did I manage this?! Not Vodka. Jesus juice.
(870): You called information & said “connect me to johnny depp” when they told u it wasn’t listed u said ” try depp comma johnny he’s expecting my call”
(717): he was lying next to me and i saw him text “score” to someone.
(616): (sent) Dude, goin to the beach today was like gettin raped (rec) Go on…. (sent) the first wave slapped me, knocked me over n stole my shorts.
(504): the ufos are trying to look like stars…i am not fooled.
(254): WTF, what happened last night? Reply: You drank all the Bacardi that you bought me for MY birthday and then blamed it on the Bacardi dwarf. That’s what happened last night asshole
(831): I just had a conversation with my cat in the shower about pancakes. We both like them a lot.
(508): awoke with 47 plastic lawn flamingos in my bed and on surrounding floor. explanation? … (rec’d): you said they were your minions of evil that protected you from ferrets.
(618): Why is there a hole in my wall? (recvd): Last night, after 8 shots, you had a dance contest with your dog, got mad cause you thought you lost, and punched the wall.
(303): (sent): DUDE! MY MOM GOT TAKEN BY ALIENS! (rec’d): lol wtf? (sent): don’t LOL. its 3am and shes not home. this has NEVER happened! (rec’d): its cool i just got a txt from them saying she’ll be home tmro. (sent): UR A F*CKIN LIAR! they cant speak english dumbass! (rec’d): iPhone translation. there’s an app for that.
(416): Going to spend my cab money on more shots and just take the ambulance home… MDT
(Anonymous): Last night I texted, “so I was just driving drunk ‘I know…’ and I stopped 2 let a pinecone cross the road because I thought it was a hedgehog.” MDT
(Anonymous): Last night, “I ran into a ditch, dodged a mailbox, jumped a driveway completely airborne, landed, and drifted around a 90 degree curve. Everyone in the car just about shit except me. I said ‘remember that shortcut’ and kept driving.” MDT
(reddit): “No one liked my idea of calling the “(pandemic) a (hamdemic) . . . well, I’m drunks and I hope you all die in the Aporkalypse”
(425): you fell down drunk and tried to play it off like you were army crawling
(858): We sat in the hammock and pretended we were skydiving for three hours. Jack actually started crying when I convinced him his chute didn’t open.
(616): I spent all night on google but I finally found a page dedicated to beef jerky sculptures. They even have one of Jesus. Can you say home page?
(622): (received) I have my winter clothes and am headed out. (sent) It’s summer. Where you going to? (received) To Narnia!
I’m sorry but this site is my new favourite site. Oh and there’s a mydrunkpix section. That’s where I got the top picture from.
New York Observer’s ground breaking research shows Hollywood only wants one type of leading man, men are objectified and Chace Crawford looks like Zac Efron!
Who would have guessed that Hollywood finds one formula that works and regurgitates it over and over again until it is too old or deemed unsexy? Who would have guessed that there is another trend in Hollywood today? Oh and who could have guessed Chace Crawford and Zac Efron look the same and probably share the same DNA? Amazing journalism these days.

I’m not going to post the whole article because I will be here all day, but I will quote the bits which stood out as either being stupid or plain what the eff. I have done my utmost best not to rant but I can almost guarantee there might be points where I am clearly inscenced or so annoyed that words escape me.
Basically the New York Observer, lived up to their name and with the help of some ‘experts’ and ‘researchers’ sat in front of a computer with Google images, observed how Hollywood was using good looking leading men to lure women into the cinemas regardless of how sub standard the films are and acting like it has never happened before. If it has taken the NYO this long to figure it out, then there’s more jobs going at The Daily Star. In particular they address the rise of the New Male Beauty. Zac Efron and Chace Crawford seem to be treated like the pioneers of the movement whilst other so called pretty boys are accused of being clones of each other.
The article talks about how Paramount saw Zac’s rejection of a role in the upcoming Footloose remake as an obstacle not a deterrant and chased Chace (lol) because he is the same as Zac minus the singing. To the best of my knowledge I do not recall hearing Chace sing or seeing him dance. Essentially, with Chace in Zac’s shoes, no one would know the difference. Hence the cloning system. I don’t find Zac Efron attractive, he’s a good looking boy, not doubting that but he’s not my type. What annoys me is it’s being treated like constitutional requirement to fancy the pants off Zac Efron so when you don’t, you have to have something wrong with you or you’re gay or something. He appeals to a certain audience and they’re usually bopping along to Hannah Montana and the Jonas Brothers. Two of the worst creations in the modern day world.
Nevertheless, the geniuses at NYO manage to link every New Male Beauty culprit to each other. Admittedly, I can see the similarities between certain people but not all of them look like each other.
Not only do Mr. Efron and Mr. Crawford resemble each another, but they both look a lot like Ian Somerhalder (Lost), who sort of looks like Chris Pine (Star Trek), who sort of looks like James Marsden (Hairspray, 27 Dresses), who sort of looks like Ryan Reynolds (The Proposal and the guy who married Scarlett Johansson), who sort of looks like Chris Evans (Fantastic Four), who sort of looks like Robert Buckley (Lipstick Jungle), who is a downright doppelgänger for Scott Speedman (Felicity).
Firstly, Ian Somerhalder looks like Thomas Dekker, but they don’t mention that one do they whilst James Marsden does not look like Ryan Reynolds at all. Ryan Reynolds is his own type of sexy which goes back to the Zac Efron likability stuff above. Ryan only appeals to some and not all. Second of all, James Marsden does look a tiny bit like Chris Pine when he was in Just My Luck and especially the Princess Diaries now I think about it. So, it does kind of get a tiny bit creepy seeing as both were in Disney films…Thirdly, where is Chris Evans these days? I had to google him to find if he looked like Robert Buckley which he does a little bit…Ah pft, they’re hot anyway. Does it matter?!?! Do you want them all to look like Blake Fielder Civil or Peter Doherty? They’re men men, albeit the type which makes them one of my pet hates. The indie rocker look which dominates every college corridor. The stick thin boys with the skinny jeans, doped up expressions which they’ve mastered EVEN if they have never so much smoked a cigarette and the hair which hasn’t been washed but backcombed to resemble a nest. No thanks, I’ll keep my ‘non-symetrical’ perfect boys thankyou very much.
Up to that point, the Observer had decided that male leads all look the same in some way or another but its the theory that they asked a so called expert to come up with which really gives this investigation some meaning. Oh, yes, better believe it this is being treated in the same way as a cure for cancer, except this doesn’t have the legs to be history altering.
But before the grand reveal, apparently, its becoming much harder to distinguish between the man-boys. The article cites some complaints made after Black Hawk Down during which audiences were unable to distinguish between Ewan McGregor, Eric Bana, Josh Hartnett and Hugh Dancy due to the visual similarities between them in the film. In a normal world, I can tell the difference between them all. According to the Observer’s Earth shattering discovery, there is a precise science to the recent wave of really perfect guys in Hollywood. This self important group who came up with the precise science made me laugh.
“They all have a nose with a slight hump and then a minor depression and then a prominent tip—not big, but just a gentle S-curve, and the tips are slightly broad,” said Dr. Steven Pearlman, former president of the American Academy of Facial Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery.
Yes, there you have it. The ground breaking truth is that they all share the same nose. I’m going to be bold and say I don’t think I’m alone on this but I can’t spot the similarities. So, a page and a half later and I can see why Dr Steven Pearlman is a former president of the American Academy of Facial Plastic and Reconstructive surgery. If that wasn’t enough there’s more. Dr Minas Constantinidides points out that the New Male Beauty boys are far too perfect for their own good while I sit and wonder just how badly has the credit crunch has affected the demand for botox, for the Drs to partake in such ludicrous ‘research’.
“Everyone has a little bit of facial asymmetry, but these faces barely have any, which is very unusual,” said Dr. Minas Constantinides, the director of Facial Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery at N.Y.U. Medical Center, Google Image–searching while on the phone with The Observer. “They don’t have features that can be distracting, like a strong jaw line, so we spend a lot more time around their eyes and mouths when we’re looking at them.
Even though I don’t want to, I have to agree. What’s the first thing I notice about Chace, Zac and Chris? The eyes. But then again, it always is the first thing I see in any image of a man and this includes Hugh Jackman and Daniel Craig when they’re clothed of course.
So, I’ve learned that three guys all look the same in some way. It is their noses that make them the same as each other and because the majority don’t have strong jaw lines, we’re instantly drawn to their eyes and mouths. Which makes sense in my books. However, the assumption made that males in their 20s are the first children of divorce and therefore more inclined to be gentle and thoughtful, doesn’t make sense at all. The casting director, Randi Hiller (of the Randi Hiller casting agency in Los Angeles), the woman whose job it is to cast cute guys into romantic comedies and action hero movies holds this view. Not only is her input into the research a big assumption but I’m crying here…
On the other side of the spectrum, Ms Oliveri, the editorial projects designer at Details magazine says that it is no longer up to Brad Pitt and Clive Owen to bring the audiences into the cinemas. Instead she says it is now up to the Twilights and Star Treks to do so. She doesn’t necessarily mean it is the individual actors who work, but more the formula. Of course action movies gross higher than any other genre because they’re the attractive, big budget, get ringing in your ears for 5 minutes after the movie mainstream films which usually make previously unknown actors icons of some discription depending on the success of the movie and the move into a franchise. In film circles, the word ‘franchise’ also means selling your soul to the devil of typecasting because for the rest of your career you will always be associated with the character and/or the character traits that put your celebrity into the strasosphere.
Ms. Oliveri traced the whole thing back to Spider-Man, when Tobey Maguire threatened to pull out of the franchise and the studio cavalierly prepared to replace him with Jake Gyllenhaal. Mr. Maguire eventually came to his senses, but …
“I think people realized that at the end of the day, if it’s written well, and directed well, and marketed right, then it’s going to work,” Ms. Oliveri said.
‘Traced the whole thing’ makes it sound like Who Shot Roger Rabbit or CSI rather than a worthless piece of research into a subject everyone with half a brain knew beforehand. Needless to say, the link between good writing and good box office is the most obvious statement she came up with in this article’s long winded way of saying ‘Look here, this is the new Hollywood trend. Quick! buy into it before it disappears’.
However, I fear for the sanity of some men if this next bit is true. The article then saw the return of Dr Pearlman, with a few more pearls of wisdom about his nonfamous patients. Pearlman says that his clients have started asking for surgery which gives them facial features similar to Zac Efron, whilst Dr Constantinides’ clients have started to ask for chins and noses which make them less manly. I’m sorry but that’s either desperation to get onto the dating scene or someone’s spouse has a roving eye when it comes to younger men.
Nevertheless, it’s not the revisting of the crisis of the New Male in the early 1990s, it’s more about men feeling threatened by generally perfect men. Men who they will probably never meet but, they will spend an age (and a fortune in the case of the desperately insane) trying to live up to that image even if the trend keeps changing, which in Hollywood, it inevitably will.
FYI, Chris Pine doesn’t look like Efron or Crawford. Don’t even bother comparing him to them.

Bruno to Valencia
I don’t know why but when I saw that on the Offside, the first thing I thought of was Sacha Baron Cohen’s hilarious alter ego. Then that sort of led to some equally hilarious thoughts about if he had dropped into training or something and annoyed the players. I would go on and on but some aspects of this thought were clearly disturbing. Short shorts and manpiling…er ich have a sensitive mind.
Turns out its a transfer target. I keep forgetting the grand clear out of deadwood season is upon us.
Still, Bruno the outrageous fashion designer turning up at Valencia would have made more interesting news. Lord knows the players need a few tips on their fashion choices.
Political Correctness gone mad
Duffy’s Diet Coke advert has escaped being banned.
Why you ask?
Well, purely because in the advert she is riding a bike through a supermarket and the safety anoraks decided to complain to Ofcom because Duffy wasn’t wearing a helmet or reflective clothing while being on the bike.
However, the ruling said that the advert didn’t violate any rules.
You couldn’t make this stuff up.
Licking Daniel Craig


Hands up. How many women watched Casino Royale and Quantum of Solace and actually knew what was going on instead of ogling Bond? How many of you out there lost all sense of coherent speech when Daniel emerged from the sea in those trunks? I’m guilty of both. Well, never fear, Del Monte have answered many a woman’s wish to lick Daniel Craig’s torso by making a Craig shaped ice lolly to help us beat the heat this summer.
Del Monte carried out a survey in which they asked 1,000 women which famous male would they like to see as an ice lolly. The winner was Daniel and the limited edition lolly is appropriately called ‘licence to chill’. I would buy into this but the flavours leave something to be desired as they are available in pomegranate, blueberry and cranberry and I have an irrational hatred of all. However, Del Monte certainly know the way to a woman’s heart and not only by creating this lolly but also because it is only 100 calories. So, no need to lick and feel guilty on any level, girls.
We only have this week to get our hands on the yummy but slightly odd Craig lollies as they are launched to coincide with the country’s first National Ice Cream Week which starts today and ends on Sunday. Its a great idea to buy into a commonly shared fantasy and during the uncharacteristically hot weather we’re experiencing this week- it couldn’t be better.
The other contenders for the accolade of being immortalised in ice were as follows.
- Daniel Craig
- Jude Law
- Hugh Grant
- Steve Jones
- Tom Jones
- Ewan McGregor
- David Cameron (?)
- David Beckham
- David Tennant
- Philip Schofield
Greatest Moustaches in Sport
I’ve been inspired to create a list of the weirdest and best pieces of facial hair that sportsmen have to offer. Recently, Theo decided to show the world he is a MAN. A MANLY MAN but growing this bit of bumfluff over his top lip and managing to look like an extra off Life on Mars.
Evidence and crime against shaving.
Next culprit to enter the dock is American swimmer and fastest water creature on the planet, Michael Phelps. He’s got an excuse in that he came from the country that gave the world annual contests for the best facial hair. But when he started to look like a 70s adult star, it was way past the time to get the shears out and get back to clean shaven. Mind you, doesn’t that mess with the areodynamics in the pool or something?
Anyway, evidence.
Yeesh.
He does a crap reality show these days but back in the day, Hulk Hogan was the wrestler. And the bleach blonde tache was and still is his trademark.
And I came across this one. I don’t know who he is but this has to be the best one ever.
Does anyone remember Yosmite Sam ?
But we can have solace in that some guys can look good with the tache. They’re just not sports people.







