Showing posts with label Danielle Steele. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Danielle Steele. Show all posts

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Key word "disappointed"












Boob tube, boobs, male sauna, sauna men, men sauna, legs ... these, so I'm told, are top of the list of key words that have led punters to my blog over the last 15 months. And I can only imagine their disgust when they got there and failed to find the kind of the action they were looking for.
A bit further down the list, though, come chanel, little black dress, divine dress code, danielle steele ... oh, and look, plain janeandnononsense.
Still, a blogger never got anywhere by refusing to cater to the lowest common denominator, so those of a sensitive disposition, please avert your eyes now.
Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

And now for something really mean

Having a couple of months ago disparaged the personal charms of Donald Trump doesn't do all that much to mitigate the guilt of asking why, when Danielle Steele celebrated her 63rd birthday in August, she looks like this?











We can only assume it's caused by some awful combination of what's eupemistically known as "work", making too much money and marrying too many men. 

Thank the lord I'm quite safe from all three.