We really do put quite a lot of work into liking Katie Price but, alas, like our leg work at the gym, it is all ultimately for nowt. Our calves are still like those of a sparrow, Katie Price is still a cunt. Ironic when you think at the height of her unpopularity when she was just a widely reviled tart and hadn’t ‘written’ any books, ‘designed’ any bed linen, ‘married’ any has-been Australian pop stars or ‘had’ any children, she was actually quite nice.
Just take this statement made on Twitter (please see above) about her new liaison, designed specifically for the cover of Closer magazine (notice no quote marks around ‘designed’ in that last sentence!)
Like, because he doesn’t speak English he must be stupid. We hear Katie’s Spanish is that of a native speaker and she can in fact speak seven languages, and yet not say ‘no’ in any of them. And like you’re so intellectually developed that you need someone pretty clued up to keep up with you.
And while we’re at it, are those lips the plastic ones you get out of Christmas crackers?
'Leandro can't speak much English, but I'm not with him for his mind...',