Tartan? Tartan? Oh, I get it. They must be the British pair.
Never have butterflies looked uglier.
When you think of Italian fashion you think style and class. Well this Italian pair are here to prove you wrong! You've got burgundy velvet, pale blue chiffon and gold sequins. And, although this picture doesn't show it too well, you have a gold sequinned headband on the woman.
Yeah, Italian style is great.
I have no words. Honestly. Nothing I can say can convey how horrific this is.
Sing along now people..."come on, let me see you shake your tail feather". What on fug is that blue thing coming out of her arse? And the leopard print? I feel a little queasy.
Why is it that figure skating competitors have such ugly costumes? Why can't they wear simple, plain but stylish attire? I understand it's all part of their "theme" but surely their "theme" can be classy and not use fabrics such as velvet or tartan.
And don't get my started on the boots. I think a call to Mr Blahnik is in order.
[Photos: Torino 2006]
After our shopping excursion we grabbed some takeaways and went back to the beach to eat them and watch a lone surfer.
Then it was back to my place for some wild monkey lovin'...okay, that's a lie. I fell asleep on the couch while watching a BBC version of The Canterbury Tales: The Wife of Bath even the promise of top tottie Paul Nicholls couldn't keep my eyes open.
So yeah. I'd have to say that this weekend was a pretty bloody good one.
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