...and now none of us are ever going to be able to sleep again.
”I sleep naked. I’m going to be naked if I’m getting in bed with him [husband David Beckham] every night.”
Yes, if we were to bed Becks, we'd probably do away with our GI Joe jim-jams too but this is scary. Imagine waking up next to what feels like a stick insect wearing a couple of water balloons, then the horror of realizing its bloody Victoria Beckham!
She goes on: "I'm so camp!"
As far as Wiki is concerned, this means:
"an aesthetic in which something has appeal because of its bad taste or ironic value."
How astonishingly accurate!
She's on a roll:
"I’m such a gay man trying to get out.”
A gay man trying to get out? Like the two bald men trying to get out of her dress, above?
Finally she lays into all those pathetic so-called celebrities that whore their names out to anyone who offers them a fiver:
“There are so many celebrity clothing lines and fragrances, and most of them have nothing to do with it.”
Says the celebrity with four fragrances, three clothing lines, two ghost written books, a cosmetics range, and a partridge in a pear tree.*
*the last one may not be true
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