I was thinking overnight that yesterday's post is another in a long, long line of me ranting - perhaps somewhat unfairly - about someone I don't like. That happens a lot doesn't it?
So today, I won't be laying into Alexa Chung liked I'd planned to, and talking about the red dust enveloping Sydney, where a work colleague arrived only yesterday, what bad timing, and the new album by Van Morrison. Oh sod it, I can't keep it in. Did you see those pictures of her leaning on Pixie Geldof at a fashion show, as Anna Wintour looked on, her steely gaze hidden behind her sunglasses but there nonetheless? What a way to behave!
Who is she anyway, and how come someone so young and frankly quite plain (in some pics, really quite a fox in others) gets to be this international A-list superstar? Just cos she's being squired around town by the Arctic Monkey with the Tucker Jenkins hairdo who's beginning to take himself just that little bit too seriously and will soon be writing songs about champagne receptions and private viewings, doesn't mean she's entitled to any sort of media career, let alone twiddle with another girl's hair in the front row of a major fashion show. Then again, I suppose it does puncture the pomposity of it all, but really it's not very grown-up. I wonder how long before her MTV show is cancelled stateside. No one offends Nuclear Wintour after all.
I don't get it with T4, I really don't but they all seem to be considered hipper than thou, and no one dare say they actually are - on the whole - talent-free wannabees with affectations coming out of their ears, and I mean you Nick Grimshaw.
People like Alexa, having it all so young and not know what to do with it except behave louchely and piss everyone off, should play the game. You can be as nonchalant as you like about things, there's still a game to be played and certain unwritten rules to be followed.
I'm waiting for that star to wane.
Your opinions please.
