Pink Princess!

Funnily enough, I’ve almost started to feel sorry for Alex Reid. Absorbed into the juggernaut of self publicity that is Katie Price, he really doesn’t stand a chance. Peter Andre has fairly successfully adopted the persona of someone with a slight and fragile air of mastication, chewed up and spat out by his erstwhile missus. The Reidernator, who touted himself as manly cage fighter with bendy nose, has no such claims to pathetic victim status. If he jumps on the Andre bandwagon, he will lose all credibility (er?), and be consigned to Z-list appearances with X Factor rejects and Big Brother contestants who still haven’t got the message. If he sticks with her (though it’s not really his choice  is it?) he will be forever swamped by her fame and vast assets. Whatever is an alpha male fighting type to do when faced with such a tough decision?

Well, the answer is, who cares? As long as Katie herself is still pneumatic and pink. Which she is, she most certainly is. She will go on being pink, come what may. Here she is, at an inexplicably popular book signing, wearing her own Katie Price brand t-shirt, pink of course, (I feel she is the natural successor to Barbara Cartland) which reads “Horses are like chocolate; one’s just not enough” That could also apply to husbands, I think.