Simon still appears to be wearing the same shirt since 1992, but that’s ok because we’re still all staring slack-jawed at his hair right? Little Cher was feeling adventurous in the barnet department on Saturday night although the words ‘poodle’, ‘shiteous’ and ‘evenmoreshiteous’ come to mind.
Wagner is still championing the medallions and I am behind him 100%. Cheryl’s purple rinse is beguiling but those hair extensions were at risk of poking someone’s eye out during her performance. Keep your wig on wha?
John (Adelaylaspellgibberish) was prematurely booted out in terms of his increasing high octance fashion choices. I, for one, was really gunning for a complete Spandeau Ballet reincarnation by the end of the series.
Rebecca was looking sexified in her Jessica Rabbit get-up and TrayC (is that the spelling?) was about to take flight in her magnificent feather shoulder pads.
What else, what else? Paige was bringing MC Hammer Ice-Cream Stylee to the masses (harem pants and boxy blazers in pastel colours) and Matt Cardel…well who knows really? It’s not his threads that induce the drool factor.
More insightful fashion observations same time next week. Unless I have something better to do on Saturday night (for the love of God, please say I do…)



















