PML

So, the ‘news’ that Victoria Beckham was spotted leaving a London Fashion Week party with a suspicious wet patch on her trousers was dismissed with a simple ‘4 kids 50 cocktails no brainer’ text from my sister. (We do discuss other more serious issues on occasion. Mostly stuff like this, though). And we sympathised because we’ve been there. Not with a pack of paps outside and David Beckham on our arm, obviously. But my sister and I like to think that she did, literally, piss herself laughing. In which case, totally worth it. My mother has a brilliant story about doing just that. Years ago, in the South of France, whilst wearing a turquoise jumpsuit – but that’s hers to tell. Guest post?

Chin chin x