It just seemed to me like some ghastly joke that Ms. Beckham isn't in on, like she was too bitchy too often to the salon staff, who decided to get some handy revenge.
"Victoria, darling, here it is, exclusive. $250 Nightingale Excrement facials. Fabulous, your skin will never be the same."
I can't imagine submitting to this kind of thins, even if I had the money, without extensive documentation of the benefits of birdcrap, and absolute proof that it was in fact collected from nightingales and not some pigeons on the roof. And even then I wouldn't do it. Have all of her skincare options really been exhausted?
Not that I care, of course. I just found it hilarious.
"If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about the answers." Thomas Pynchon, GRAVITY'S RAINBOW
"Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away." Philip K. Dick
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Updated On: 10/7/08 at 12:49 PM
