More than just a bunch of pointless tarts, The Saturdays are pointless tarts that make you want to punch a wall. Especially if one of them is standing in front of that wall.
Everything about them is objectionable, from the half-pout/coy glance ‘sexy look’ (we’ll be the judge of that) which looks like they’ve had a bout of Bell’s palsy, to the ‘we can’t stay still we’re so sexy’ wiggling (we will so be the judge, jury and executioner of that: send ’em down. Oh, they’re down already), to the ‘we’re so sexy we can wear glasses and it just highlights how sexy we are’ (we’ve already been the judge of that…)
Don’t go over the jump because we have not put their new video there. Suffice to say, there is not a single frame you haven’t seen a hundred times before and not a single one where they don’t wiggle because they’re too damn sexy to sit still.