Peaches Geldof leaves the Mayfair Hotel
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Thu, 13/08/2009 - 09:48 by HM writer
Peaches Geldof looked as though she had just caught a whiff of a truffle (again) as she arrived back to the UK (noooooooooooooooooooo!!!!1111!!) after moving to the US to do whatever it is she does. And the 20-year-old was showing off her new dyed hair (but Cheryl Cole had it first)...
Peaches went out in east London and sat on the pavement outside a pub (because that's just what she's like) before hailing a cab and heading back to the Mayfair Hotel where she stays for free as their ambassador.
Peaches and her friends managed to make Shoreditch even more soupy than usual.
Let's hope it's just a fleeting visit.
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Anyone in the DFS marketing team who came up with the Nickelback background tune and the now highly fucking irritating Mariah Carey "all I want for xmas is you", should be sent to the guillotine. .Link building services
"Terrorists are gay, Terrorists are gay, Terrorists are gay, they really are man.."
Should have given her duff info, mate. Or kicked her teeth in. Either would have done....
Dozy bint.
I was minding my own business waiting in a corner somewhere in Glastonbury Hospitality (just over the bridge from Webbs Ash (Inga's) Portacabin if you must know) when this apparition approached me and I thought "that looks like Peaches" but there are so many clones!
Anyhoo she stopped (picking her way through the drying mud in her high laced up boots) and asked the way to the John Peel stage. I asked what passes she had so as to determine appropriate routes, she just held up her multicoloured wrist.
She had trouble understanding the directions of just up here and turn left there and walk straight on for about 5 minutes or walk up a bit further turn left and straight on for 5 minutes, all with hand gestures.
She was VERY vacant, much more so than I had thought.
No please or thank you either.
I don't think comms. are her strong point, add for a 'journalist'.
Anyway I still think her big sister is the prettiest, most sensible and low profile (ahem) Fifi Trixabelle.
looking at the Geldof girl's is it really any surprise their Mother took an overdose...., let's hope Dad grows some self respect & follows her example...
I still would. Attack me if you want.
If she wants the "walking dead" look, there's a few of us who would be more than happy to fucking help her out with that for sure, and for a few more of her gimpy mates as well.
"We are not a rock band" the bloke yells on that vid clip - no fucking shit, Sherlock. I see she has taken on her dad's inability to sing, as well. I wish the papps had had the balls to say, "That was a shit gig, eh, Peaches?"
Shoreditch? That's the Dalston Superstore, in, er, Dalston. Shoreditch is so over.
Jiggery - welcome to Holy Moly, 2009 stylee
I don't know why she hasn't paid for dental work, although I suppose most musicians don't really worry about the teeth when they're plopping their diseased rods down her gullet.
If I were her, i wouldn't enhance an overbite with red lipstick.
Let me ensure I'm crystal clear on this one. Someone famous for fuck all dyes her hair (these crazy celebrities eh?) and flys from America to London. Pardon me whilst I go and beat myself into a crimson frenzy. PS The Mayfair Hotel own the only dictionary in the world where 'ambassador' is a synonym for 'fuck up' and having a walking garden salad representing you is considered a rilly 'tastic marketing idea.
She looks like a 3-some with a handful of rancid pikeys wouldn't bother her.
She looks like a 3-some with a handful of rancid pikeys wouldn't bother her.
Let me ensure I'm crystal clear on this one. Someone famous for fuck all dyes her hair (these crazy celebrities eh?) and flys from America to London. Pardon me whilst I go and beat myself into a crimson frenzy. PS The Mayfair Hotel own the only dictionary in the world where 'ambassador' is a synonym for 'fuck up' and having a walking garden salad representing you is considered a rilly 'tastic marketing idea.
If I were her, i wouldn't enhance an overbite with red lipstick.
I don't know why she hasn't paid for dental work, although I suppose most musicians don't really worry about the teeth when they're plopping their diseased rods down her gullet.
Jiggery - welcome to Holy Moly, 2009 stylee
Shoreditch? That's the Dalston Superstore, in, er, Dalston. Shoreditch is so over.
If she wants the "walking dead" look, there's a few of us who would be more than happy to fucking help her out with that for sure, and for a few more of her gimpy mates as well.
"We are not a rock band" the bloke yells on that vid clip - no fucking shit, Sherlock. I see she has taken on her dad's inability to sing, as well. I wish the papps had had the balls to say, "That was a shit gig, eh, Peaches?"
I still would. Attack me if you want.
looking at the Geldof girl's is it really any surprise their Mother took an overdose...., let's hope Dad grows some self respect & follows her example...
Dozy bint.
I was minding my own business waiting in a corner somewhere in Glastonbury Hospitality (just over the bridge from Webbs Ash (Inga's) Portacabin if you must know) when this apparition approached me and I thought "that looks like Peaches" but there are so many clones!
Anyhoo she stopped (picking her way through the drying mud in her high laced up boots) and asked the way to the John Peel stage. I asked what passes she had so as to determine appropriate routes, she just held up her multicoloured wrist.
She had trouble understanding the directions of just up here and turn left there and walk straight on for about 5 minutes or walk up a bit further turn left and straight on for 5 minutes, all with hand gestures.
She was VERY vacant, much more so than I had thought.
No please or thank you either.
I don't think comms. are her strong point, add for a 'journalist'.
Anyway I still think her big sister is the prettiest, most sensible and low profile (ahem) Fifi Trixabelle.
Should have given her duff info, mate. Or kicked her teeth in. Either would have done....
"Terrorists are gay, Terrorists are gay, Terrorists are gay, they really are man.."
Anyone in the DFS marketing team who came up with the Nickelback background tune and the now highly fucking irritating Mariah Carey "all I want for xmas is you", should be sent to the guillotine. .Link building services