Hello my fine friends, I hope you were not disappointed and shaking your fists in fury while bandying grubby cuss words at yesterdays absence of the daily bit of barmy blog. You see twas totally out of my own contol, yes the great God of all things desktop did appear to wreak vengeance upon my good self and purloin, in a fit of mischief, my rant and send it to the realm of non retrieval, I know not what incurred this wrath but I have begged forgiveness for said whatever and offered grateful thanks at intermittent intervals in order that you might receive a daily deliverance with no further disruption.

Well here in today’s picture you can see I am set to make a fortune, I had decided to cash in on the lucrative kerchingablity of the, even more bizarre than my world, the realm of the faded or never quite shiny celeb.  Yes yours, a Star not mere celeb therefore not having to resort to such pitiful shenanigans, truly did decide to make a fair bit of cash by providing not only a highly fashionable, fashionable accessory-pet but a sure-fire glossy tatloid stunt to boot.

Yes I had noticed that to date my old pal the pachyderm and his people have not yet been seen all best -bib- and -tuckered -up and tucked up under the bony arms of the not so bright starlets, in one of a number of all-stunts-under-the-sun to ensure exposure, often literally, amok the glossy pages of the coveted tatloids. 

Well I fashed-up my pal here in a little design I had hope to flog to Paris whatnot or one of her, not so, pals, yes come on, you know it’s a sham, to cover up those wretched bones and portray the illusion of weight therefore she can starve herself to oblivion if she so desires and twill be ages before all disinterested unfortunate souls need be notified.

Now, yes, yes, I entirely agree yellow does not lend a complementary air to every complexion and can often be a fashion faux pas of the worst kind but I chose this shade as I thought it might draw attention away from the freaky features of whatever ghastly-ghostly celeb might be porting the pach about, oh and I bartered a cracking deal of 80 yards for the 
I still think princely sum of $5.

Now the Merc cabriolets will have to be replaced by utility trucks of flatbed mode but …. Heck! that’s another incidentally formulated stunt, why holy smoked potato’s Batman my visionary brain is off on uncontrollable creation contrivance.  

Why I’ve just had another inspirational vision , why I’m so excited and inspired my toes are doing an uncontrollable and involuntary tap, now where might I obtain a bargain bulk amount of 80 yards of a celeb-cerise shade of luverlee lame spandex, oh and two pairs of 8 inch heels on a 18 inch circular bases, hmmm! now there’s a task Lem.