As I’ve said, watching them is like porn for me.

David Beckham’s birthday celebration yesterday, Victoria took him shopping, bought him a watch, pair of new shoes, several suits and shirts - all luxury times amounting to thousands and thousands of pounds of course… but, like, how different actually is that from any other day? Seriously kills me. Buying things is their only source of enjoyment …don’t you love it?

Anyway, here they are, coordinated by day, then coordinated by night – out for dinner at Cipriani with all their famous friends, minus Sporty Spice plus Scary Spice, concrete tits rather demurely secured (relatively speaking), and Becks in the most beautifully cut suit rockin’ some footwear.

They stayed until after midnight, driver was waiting, got into the back of the car, his hand per usual placed possessively on her thigh. It’s the signature seated move…makes me crazy how much they must rehearse. And every detail is perfect, non?

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