Rumour has it...
Posh Spice, Vic Beckham will be dressing freaks Koma Kate and Tom Cruise for the Oscars!
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Posh Spice, Vic Beckham will be dressing freaks Koma Kate and Tom Cruise for the Oscars!
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Georgie Frew
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I don't know what the hell is going on in this pic, but my first reaction was- is Karl presenting some sort of televised award?
"And the daytime Emmy for most convincing transsexual stalker in a lead role goes to..."
Then I realised that the woman he is standing so poutishly (is that even a word?...better check my fashion dictionary) next to is Princess Caroline of Monaco. This threw me a bit, but then I thought- it's not completely out of the realm of reason that they could have presented a televised award together. I mean I'm sure there has been stranger presenting partners in the history of award shows. Yet I don't think that's it. There seems to be more going on in this photo than meets the eye. The background is very cheap looking. it's almost something you would find at a glamour photographers studio in a shopping centre. Considering the girth of Karl, the photo looks like it was taken during his 'fat years'. Perhaps Princess Caroline and Karl were hoeing down on a plate of sweet and sour chicken at a food court when in an MSG induced moment of abandon, Karl decided they should capture their friendship with a photo. Suddenly spotting a 'Blush Portrait studio', out of the corner of his eye, he whisked the princess over for a 2-for-1 special.
Karl as usual is 'working it' in the pic. Caroline on the other hand seems worried. It's almost as if she's suddenly realised where they are, and what her life has become- stuck in a co-dependent friendship with a self absorbed gay man, where the only thing they have in common is their eating disorders...
I wonder if Caroline looks back at this pic and reminisces about how far they've both come? Karl's finally conquered his overeating (by under eating) and she's married a Portuguese circus acrobat. Isn't life wonderful!
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Tom Jackson
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As the song goes "you're no one until somebody loves you", or at least until you get a Mysapce page. Which is what we've gone and done-
You wish Myspace
Support us as we- "do our beautiful work in beautifying this beautiful world that is already (pause) already so pretty"- Ms Ana Matronic (Filthy Gorgeous)
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Posted by
Tom Jackson
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8:55 PM
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Little Marc- one might think this is a nickname for Marc Jacob's other member, but alas no. He's doing childrens wear.
Made for 2's- tweens, all of society will soon be dressed by Marc Jacobs. Angelina and Brad need not worry about where to shop for little Shiloh any longer...
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Posted by
Tom Jackson
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7:56 PM
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Just a quick yello from T & G. We want to thank everyone whose been reading and commenting on the blog since we launched. We appreciate it very much and hope you keep it up.
And thanks for the shout out on 'Kiss My Fashion' on Kiss Fm last night- that was too excellent for words. Anyhoo let's get back to it!
Love T&G (Tom and Georgie, or tits and giggles if we were the warm up act for Rodney Rude)
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Posted by
Tom Jackson
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5:23 PM
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(Alexander Mcqueen, ready-to-wear Spring 2007 Menswear show, from this Monday)
Don't you just hate it when you go to check on your pollinating crops and you're forced to wear those ugly beekeeper outfits? I mean they're just so bulky and unfashionable. Thank god Alexander Mcqueen has taken some initiative and updated this outfit for the modern Bee Keeper. No longer must you have to endure the taunts and mockery from your fashion conscious friends and family.
And what's even better, you now have something to wear, if say, one of your beekeeping buddies dies and you have to go to his funeral. You just think of everything Alexander, you really do.
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Posted by
Tom Jackson
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8:30 PM
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I've spent hours tirelessly searching through the latest photos from the Milan spring shows to bring you the cream of the crop of semi-nude male models. It's a thankless job, but someones gotta do it.
From D&G to Costume National, anyone who says the shows are about the clothes is a danm liar. It's all about skin people, and the more of it the better. Enjoy!







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Posted by
Tom Jackson
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8:05 PM
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As reported by Georgie in her look at the last Marc Jacobs fashion show after-party, Marky Marc loves socialising with his funky bunch of celebrity friends. And the party to celebrate the opening of his new London store was no exception. Held in the August halls and Salons of the Connaught (which is just about to be closed for a renovation) everyone wanted a piece of Makeover Marc. And the slimmed downed, clean cut designer was more than happy to oblige.
(Marky Marc and Selma Blair sporting the Mccully Culkin look.)
(Pixie Geldof is either pouting, or just trying to get a strand of prawn out of her front teeth- those two are so often consfused.)
(Marc's biggest fag hag Sophia Coppola waits impatiently for her photo to be taken- 'sigh...posing is just sooo pedestrian.')
And then Faggy McFag, the mayor of Fagsville (population 1) turned up! In contrast to Sophia, Faggy posed for 25 minutes and had two costume changes before he would let the photographer go- he's is soo coming to the You Wish... launch party!
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Posted by
Tom Jackson
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5:36 PM
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Just a quick question. Why did Britney shave off her hair, just to wear this shitous wig? Even her ratty extensions were better than this hooker hand me down. Just breath Georgie... see god in everyone, see good in everyone, see god in everyone...
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Tom Jackson
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5:05 AM
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The award for 'the most Eastern European models in one show', would surely have to go to Jil (one L) Sander. Back stage, in Milan last week, make-up artists couldn't tell their Vladislavs from their Slavacs.
The revenue generated by the models resulted in at least 14 Croatian villages been feed, clothed and schooled for a full year. Jil gives so they may grow (into models she can chuck down her runway).
I think George Costanza wore this jacket in an episode of Seinfeld- "it's Gortex Jerry, Gortex!"
Sheeshhh... this guy really takes 'fierce' to a whole new level. Apparently he bit a stylist before he came out!
"In my village a jacket this fancy could get me a wife and a video store membership!"
"I model, I walk down runway with my bag of tricks and make face with my beauty- good time for all!"
Wait a second... this guy isn't Eastern European! He looks more Jason Priestly than Vladimir Putin! Impostor! Although he is rather dishy, so we'll give him a pass just once.
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Posted by
Tom Jackson
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6:54 PM
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