I know this is old news, but book marketing plans have been on my mind lately. Here’s a tried and true one: get the most photographed woman on the planet to pick up your anti-human tirade/recycling guide-disguised-as-a-diet book in front of the paparazzi!
It’s every publisher’s dream, of course. I confess that I was in a B&N soon after I saw this photo and felt compelled to see what Posh was all excited about. I mean, I’ve always wanted to be a skinny bitch. (All ex-husbands be quiet!) Now, I’m all for loving the planet and eating more veggies, but the best thing about the book was definitely its terrifically hip cover–but that’s neither here nor there.
Then I ran across this picture of Victoria Beckham. Does she or does she not look like she’s about to be attacked and eaten by the alien creature sewn to her breasts?!
About twenty times on last season’s Project Runway, contestants invoked her name (she was even a judge) and people keep referring to her as a “style icon.” I’m sorry. I just don’t see it.
Here’s what she wears to little Royston’s soccer practice.
And she seems to like fluttery, feathery things.
One has to admire her chutzpah at wearing a bathrobe to Project Runway! (I’m just going to have to pretend I didn’t notice Heidi’s YELLOW PUMPS.)
Colorforms are fun!!!!!
To be fair, there really are moments when she shows terribly good taste–
And because I have watched many seasons of America’s Next Top Model, I know that this is an editorial magazine shot–not an actual shopping-on-Rodeo-Drive ensemble. But do you think Marc Jacobs was mad at her that day?
Do you think this will ruin my chances of Mrs. Beckham picking up one of my books? And, oh, the Mrs. part reminds me….
Now, wasn’t that worth scrolling down for?