What a croc!
But really I am not that petty. My now overflowing (think Tewkesbury) dislike of Kate M (not to be confused with the beloved Moss) has nothing to do with fashion and everything to do with farce. Lest you forget Toiletgate. From the start their break-up just didn’t smell right. She has always had the look on her face like there’s a bewildered canary fluttering behind her pearly white grill.
Now it's all back on between Kate and Wills and the press is left with egg on its face. Bluff, double-bluff. Just weeks ago Kate was making new paparazzi complaints and today she is the centrefold of a state-sponsored photo op. You didn't for a second think that after the recent BBC fake pictures scandal the meedja would risk printing anything not signed, sealed and photo shopped by Her Royal Majesty, did you?
But maybe I am being harsh. After all, how is a practicing princess to get noticed in today's media scrum? It's not as if she can start flashing her bits around like Britney. No wonder she had to resort to charity.