Contrary to popular belief, I am not Victoria Beckham. However, the resemblance is uncanny. If I were ten years younger (I was, a dozen years or so ago) and 100 pounds lighter (I was about three dozen years ago) and went under the knife for some serious facial rearrangement ( . . . um, I’ve got nothing) we could be twins. (This is beside the fact that I already have a twin.) We are both brunettes, however, which would explain the confusion.
How, I say, how did Miss Vicky get her hands on Miss Delacourt Speaks Her Mind?
Here’s a couple of ideas for you: Amazon.com. Barnesandnoble.com. Pick your poison. (You might want to avoid Alibris.com . They are selling a copy of Miss D for $52.89. That’s down from the $63.89 they were asking last week. I guess they are starting to get a clue. . .)
(So sorry for the heavy Miss D promos. I’ll get back to regular programming next week. Pinky swear.)
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