fashion suicide.....

while i don't really have the body of the gods (more like the body of gods the slimfast diet forgot) but, there is something empowering about a body con. a good old fashioned rib restricter. tight and unforgiving. do not attempt unless your under a 12 or beth ditto (that woman is legend)

luckily as i am 6 ft tall (yes, that is fucking big for a woman) i can pull off a body con. but even now as i write this i have just seen a lovely one on netaporter.com from herve leger.

but,

how many times are we going to see celebrities involved with various stages of the x factor/i'm a celebrity get me out of my big brother dancing on ice superstar maria are we going to see this on.

i will make a bet. if cheryl - because i'm worth it, no really i am - cole has not worn this by the end of the X factor run (when is that hell normally over with??) i'll eat my new stella maccartney from next weeks sample sale.

it's awful the shelf life of fashion is it not.

top notch - models, designers, catwalk

lesser notch - acceptable celebs such as, well, you do the math

middle notch - people like viccy beckham

lower again - 'people' like cheryl cole involved with i'm a celebrity empty useless waste of space get me out of here.

lowest - footballers wifes

lower then the lowest - primark rips you off.

(and then watch what kind of people be wearing you then)

and believe me - it happens