Pretty people saying stupid things? I, for one, am shocked!

Daisy Lowe, you are pretty goddamn gorgeous, but your use of the term "mild lesbian" to describe yourself in a men's magazine is going to go down like a ton of bricks. I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord. At any rate, I welcome any comment that opens up debate on the idea of varying degrees of sexuality in any direction. Kinsey is my hero, etc. On the other hand, this does reek of Katy Perry-style exploitation, and while I adore a large dose of exploitation in my life, I prefer it to hail from the 1970s. It's difficult enough for bisexual women to find any degree of respect - oh hi, people who keep insisting there's no such thing - and this "mild lesbian" nonsense from a modern woman is not helping.

As if that wasn't enough of a wank-generator, there's this gem from the same interview: "Women are so much more beautiful when they have shape. And I'm proud to be part of this renewed appreciation of womanly assets. Although, I do think Mad Men has a lot to answer for."

Generally it's good not to wade into that debate without having thought about it enough to at least realize that women can be beautiful at any weight, regardless of their shape. Even better, to realize that women don't have to be beautiful to be attractive...oh, what am I saying? Models are never going to be the best people to explain that idea.

On mojo and bow ties.

Every so often, I become convinced that the only reason I am not having loads and loads of rampant, mind-blowing sex is that I choose not to. Entirely at random I will start to believe that I am, in the words of Fat Bastard, dead sexy. Well...maybe not dead sexy, but at least attractive enough that I could reasonably convince one or two people I find dead sexy to climb into bed with me.

As far as I can tell there is no particular trigger for this sudden change in attitude, and in hindsight I almost always find the idea horrifying, but since I'm in the midst of one such mood swing I'm perfectly content to do an erotic dance and flirt outrageously with people I've never met before. Frankly I think all the Doctor Who has had a wayward effect on me; Jack Harkness is a terrible role model unless you really are undeniably attractive.

On an almost entirely unrelated note, bow ties have become fetish fuel for me, and I've decided that the absence of one in my wardrobe is an atrocity that must be corrected.

(Bow ties are cool.)

I feel so privileged, yet so sad, to have lived long enough to see this happen.

Someone has taken it upon themselves to create a Simpsons porn parody. To be quite honest, this looks pretty reminiscent of an episode of Jersey Shore - the Simpsons are yellow, not orange, but apparently Snooki is better than jaundice.

Stupid sexy Flanders.

Nothin' at ALL!