An ode to "Heat Magazine"

I know that a while ago i said that i was so over "Heat" but i just cant resist and the thing is i dont now why - it is really rubbish. This week they have gone for the groundbreaking cover story - "The Biggest Celeb Bellies" - why oh why would i want to see Vanessa Feltz in a bikini it was bad enough watching her struggle to get out of that body bag that time - i forgot to lock the zip!

Moving on to Jennifer Aniston's reaction to seeing pics of Brad Pitt with his new baby. Despite Jen's LA publicist denying that Jen has even seen the pics, a "source" has said "It is part of Jen's disposition to be up and sassy, but she looked hurt after seeing those photos" Who the frig is this source? Pretty much all of Heats stories come from a mysterious source aka a low paid journalist's imagination. This source also pops up to let us know that Kate Thornton is "mortified" about being axed from the X Factor. I have been reading magazines like this for time, i also religiously watch any interview with any big celebrity and i know which one i believe.

This is really wrong but laughter blurted out of my mouth when i heard about Heather Mills becoming a contestant on the American version of "Strictly Come Dancing" - She is insisting that her leg wont fly off mid routine, my god if it does i will never ever stop laughing.

London is so cool!! Last night we had the launch of Madonna's new H & M range at the Langham Hotel, Elton John's 60th at Shoreditch Town Hall and the premiere of Sienna Miller's new film in Leicester Square. I was obviously not at any of these events but its nice to know i was in stalking distance.

Esca - later

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