I class 'Posh' in the same category as I put Paris Hilton - famous for being famous, rather than for any talent they have or any positive contribution they have to make to the world. I don't understand the obsession with either.
What struck me were these things about Victoria:
- Her vocabulary is disappointingly limited - everything was basically 'May- Ja' - No doubt a British 'in word' for great, good, awesome or whatever - but terribly annoying when it's the only positive adjective one appears to use.
- She is actually quite pretty when she smiles. Why then on every magazine cover featuring her that I see as I stand in line at the grocery store (because you know I'm not buying a mag for Posh Spice!), is she pouting and looking thoroughly miserable?
- She shouldn't wear ridiculously high heels. She had such an ungainly gait and resembled a newborn foal (albeit that the foal's legs would be more shapely), or baby deer venturing out on their first steps - without that 'awww' factor that a newborn quadruped is likely to elicit!
- She is apparently sadly lacking in any real ambition in life. Having accepted an invitation from a neighbour to attend a ladies luncheon and excited to meet some friends - she arrived to find a gaggle of cackling Beverly Hills Hags whose total Plastic Surgery bill has to have been well into the millions. One of these ladies did a freaky impression of a Dolphin for her - nice!
Posh's verdict? 'These ladies are May-Ja and I want to be just like them when I'm older' - At this point I'm screaming at the TV - RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!