The Day The Music Died
‘SO, bye, bye, En-English pie, Got the chauffeur to drive to Prada, while the husband was away…
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Yes, folks, if you have to tears to shed, prepare to shed them now for today really is the day the music died.
The Star announces (appropriately, not on Page 1) that Victoria Beckham has called time on her pop career because she has lost the passion for singing.
I know that I could never become the best singer in the world, she says. I am conscious of that.
No, Vicky, dont be so hard on yourself. The only reason you couldnt become the best singer in the world was because you already were the best singer in the world.
Who amongst us could forget, er, that song you did with Dane Bowers and, er, the other one you did?
But the pop worlds loss is the fashion worlds gain as the mother-of-two prepares to launch a second career as a clothes designer.
Everything to do with fashion comes naturally to me, she says. Im living in Spain and I have two sons. This takes up most of my time.
The rest is taken up with design which is my great passion in life.
In fact, so busy is Vicky creating a new range of Comfi-Slax for Anorak that she doesnt have time for such mundane tasks as wheeling a shopping trolley around a supermarket.
The Mirror accuses the former Spice Girl of being too Posh to push as it spots her bodyguard trailing behind her with her (suspiciously empty) trolley.
Dedicated Posh watchers will note that, aside from her bodyguard, she has her three favourite accessories with her her sunglasses, her handbag and her pout.
Some said she had lost it after the allegations about Davids infidelity, but it is definitely back, says the Mirror, and the star is said by friends to be very happy.
And why not? If her fashion career goes the same way as her pop career, at least shell always have the pout to fall back on…’
Posted: 23rd, November 2004 | In: Tabloids Comment | TrackBack | Permalink
