Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh, love an architectural digest.
Like many a gay, enlightened ‘ro, undecided who dresses to the left and me mum, we’re fond of being surrounded by beautiful things. Indeed, it’s one of our great ambitions in life to own a shop selling just, you know, gorgeous things. There will be this, and that, and it will smell not unlike one of those ’scent pods’ on the ground floor of Liberty which we’re dying to have a go of but won’t for fear of looking like a twat. Not that that’s ever put us off before.
Which brings us full circle to Jennifer Aniston not off-of Brad Pitt, for the love of fucking god. We have a lot of time for Jennifer Aniston. Not only is she dead nice, but we’ve cast her as the female lead in the moving picture screenplay we’re writing. It’s a tale of love, loss and gorgeous things, and is already a smash hit in our heads.
And this is said lovely lady on the front cover of Architectural Digest, in which she chit-chats and shows us around, Hello! style-y, her velly velly nice Bevery Hills homo.
Apparently, it was all about the 14 foot doors.
Isn’t it always… *pats hair, etc.*
So let’s look at Jennifer Aniston’s Beverly Hills homo…
‘Altogether now… “Who lives, in a house like this…?”‘
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- We’re actually still trying to work out who Kim Kardashian is. In the meantime, let’s look at this magazine cover.
- Horrible door.
- Which English actor who we already have a major crush on has a bottom like this?
- Cheryl and Ashley are finally divorced. The world stops moving, like in that show FlashForward that was on Channel Five, ergo, nobody watched it.
- And the Marc Jacobs award for Never Knowingly Appearing in a Photograph With a Shirt On Goes To… (rustle, rustle of envelope being opened) Jake Shears!
Not much garden, is there?.
Now I was thinking that. Unless the picture was taken from really, really, really far away. In which case the house is the size of Terminal 5. And the deck chairs are as big as a two-up, two-down.
Why’s she got all those coffins stacked on the roof? Ugh.