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Our new pied a terre when in gay Pareeeee!

Our new pied a terre when in gay Pareeeee!

There’s not a lot we won’t do for Philippe Starcke, not since we turned up at his Paris apartment to interview him and he opened the door wearing nothing but a sarong with some fairly sizeable design equipment clearly visible underneath (an accident, surely!) Which is why when we go to Paris, we’ll be trying [...]

Mad as a box of hair. And make-up. And frilly bonnetry.

Mad as a box of hair. And make-up. And frilly bonnetry.

Just who is this sepia-tinged lovely with Hermes scarf, uncontrollable hair and more than a hint of syphilis? *hands out John Frieda Frizz-Ease* Jonathan Depp, that’s who, in perennial Tim Burton get-up. This time round, we’re talking Alice in Wonderland in which Johnny bagged the Mad Hatter part. He faught tooth and French manicured nail for that [...]

Is it us, or is Justin Timberlake all over everyone's business at the moment?

Is it us, or is Justin Timberlake all over everyone’s business at the moment?

Madonna’s business. Beyonce’s business. Now Rihanna’s business. Here he is emerging from a handily-located desert shower having ridden into Rihanna’s new video on a motorbike. So masculine! The song’s called ‘Rehab’ (unfortunately not that ‘Rehab’. No, no, no), it comes from the house of Timbaland/Timberlake and is exactly what you would imagine. Experience it for [...]

Look at our handsome boy in the jungle! By which we mean man. By which we mean Brian Paddick's got his arse out. Hoorah!

Look at our handsome boy in the jungle! By which we mean man. By which we mean Brian Paddick’s got his arse out. Hoorah!

It’s been, what, two days and already Brian’s worked out what his USP is. Nudity. Thus, therefore and as a result, he showered in the all-together for us to frig over last night, the result of which is after the break. The result of the nude shower, not the frig. That would be, you know, [...]

‘Ooh, girl, is it 4 o’clock on the slightly poppers-burned nose and we still haven’t had a sing-song?’

Mmmmm-hmmn. And today, Ru Paul is 48. Yes *dramatic pause* 48. Owing to this fact, we’ll be sing-songing to ‘Supermodel (You Better Work)’. Which is frankly the highlight of what’s been a long day. A loooooooooooong day, in fact. We even resorted to mainlining Kalms for, and-we-quote, ‘periods of irritability, stresses and strains’ - the effect of [...]

Fag Hag Diary

Fag Hag Diary

Monday Darlings, how excitement! The jungle show (as nanas who smell a little bit of wee and Elnette hairspray like to call it) is back and what a fabulous selection box of famouses we have to choose from – I feel more spoilt for choice than a 70s housewife, who’s just received a box of [...]

Just stepped out of a salon/Louis Vuitton photo shoot.

Just stepped out of a salon/Louis Vuitton photo shoot.

This is Madonna staying true to the ‘Do the gig; take the gear’ mantra following her shoot with Steven Meisel for the Spring 2009 Louis Vuitton campaign. Things to make a note of include: – Madonna. – The garish Louis Vuitton bag. – The blonde hair/red lippy combo. Works. Even 20 years after the first [...]

He probably cut out wheat...

He probably cut out wheat…

Now we’re not body fascists, far from it. Only yesterday, between the hours of 4.05pm and 4.37pm we consumed eleven different food groups, including refined sugars, Aunt Bessie’s Yorkshire Puddings (we’d make them ourselves but, you know, time), bread-y type stuff, something that is still under investigation, and chocolate. The dark stuff, ’cause that’s good [...]