So, Heather Mills is a gold-digging, altogether unpleasant lady. I mostly hate her because of all her running to the press to talk about how much she hates the press nonsense, because, let's be honest, if I were divorcing a gazillionaire, I'd try to make of with a big settlement too (although not by spreading nasty rumors about him).
Anywho, Stella McCartney is adorable. So I kind of love her one-leg pendant as a dig at her ex-stepmother. I mean, you can't say it's not fashion. Berns Rothschild bought pounds of chicken feet to cast a mold for a golden one and sell it as a necklace. Why not a little human leg?
But seriously Heather, think of the child (little Bea). Take the high road. Let Stella sell her necklaces and Paul roll around in his big money pit (do rich people actually have these, a la Scrooge McDuck? I totally would), and stop giving these silly interviews, comparing yourself to Princess Di.
And Stella, if you're looking for a new BFF, I think I'd like to fill that role.
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