So this afternoon I open up me morning paper. I see the photos of the wedding that 'appened in London.
It was a surprise to me. And it shows how estranged (or drunk for a week) I've been from popular media that I hadn't even
known it occurred or was to have occurred. That's the truth. Honest Injun! As we used to say in school.
So anyway, scanning the photos (I noticed a pair of brogues with a dinner jacket in one!), I reckoned I'd see all sorts of igent critiques, I'm pleasantly
surprised not to read them here. I'm sure they're all over Pags Place.
My only contribution is that I'd like to roger the bride's sister. Nice pair of legs.
That's all I have to say. I no longer have anything of substance regarding clothing to contribute.
Pippa had that Carla Bruni thing going on; all wholesome and pure, yet eminently doable.
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Yes, I, too thought my usual haunts (Ask Sandy, Style-less Forum and Devil's Island) would have gone crazy over this. Strange.
My theory on the Princess Beatrice headress (Hat?) is that it is a knock off of a Tomb of Seti 14th Egyptian dynasty cartouche...
Funniest line of the wedding time was Robin Williams on the View. Referring to the Royal Family as "all that money and no dental plan!".
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A lovely buff-coloured weskit is my I-Gent contribution. The FNB-esque contribution? Nice tits.
Would be worth it me think.