Cher and Cher Alike

Sadly my fall meant that I was laid up yesterday watching a lot of rubbish tv.



The most hideous of which was Cher Lloyd's Swagger Jagger video. Holy cats! It was like a car crash, I couldn't look away no matter how horrifying it was. It was an assault on my senses so hideous I fear I might never recover.



Even more disturbing than J-Lo's last feeble attacks on the pop charts. And I didn't think that was possible.



The outfits were awful, the song is shameful and her attitude is utterly deluded.



But the worst thing? Her enormous barnet and the body of a child. I couldn't get my head round it, and it upset me not a little. Let's not let this sort of lunacy continue.

I Wonder Lonely As A Cloud

Is it just me that:

a) Always thinks of one of these*:

rather than this sort of thing:

when I see the name BURBERRY PRORSUM?

b) Always, always thinks TOMATO PERFUME? Whatever next?! When I see this:

before smacking myself on the head and remembering the millions other times I have failed to read Tam Dao incorrectly.

Just wondering.

*It's a POSSUM

Scaling Back

(Image via Faith)

I have nothing to say about these pumps. Apart from that they are scaly and bright just like Scott Michaelson's fishy merman tail in this snap I have saved to my desktop.

Whisper it. I love Scott Michaelson a little bit I know it's wrong but I do.

I dig his almost hexagonal face, man.

(I can't for the life of me remember where this picture came from, sorry sorry.)