Posh Spice rulz

So I've always had a passing curiousity with the Beckhams. They sure sound interesting what with their hired present-openeer at Christmas-time and their $1 million birthday party for Brooklyn's first birthday and the sanskirt tattoo that was supposed to be devotion and love but means like Menu Number 6 for Korean Take-out or something.
They sure seem to do some interesting stuff. But now that they've moved to La-La Land, it's on.
They are so hot and so fab and so funny all rolled into one. You know when someone is so everything that is over-hyped and exaggerated about the world but they embrace is so fully and so unabashedly that you somehow end up secretly worshipping them?
That's the Beckhams.

You'll never see Posh complaining about a lack of privacy ( excpet when the flashbulbs give her son Romeo seizures, which is a whole other tragedy, we need to discuss at a later date). You'll rarely see her smile or eat. And she knows it. She goes for it. And she's secretly laughing right along with us.

Plus she gets to sleep with the hotest guy on the planet. I don't care if his voice sounds like he has been inhaling helium since childhood. He is so pretty.

So bring on Beckham-mania. We're ready for it.




If you missed Posh Spice Coming to America on NBC, you are sadly out of luck. Pure Genius! Here's a clip from Youtube: