England’s finest rose is a beacon of understated elegance from her “Raggedy Ann after a $2 blowout” weave to her Spalding-made titty balls to her Bad-era Michael Jackson tattoo and all the way down to her graceful hooves. And Jodie Marsh’s precious feet only deserve the best, which is why she slipped them into a pair of exquisitely crafted heels that are so delicate they make Cinderella’s lucite slippers look like some knock-off CROCs from Payless. Don’t let anybody tell you that you can’t achieve high levels of luxury with a hot glue gun, a can of gold spray paint, a couple of dead crows, a string of black Cheerios anal beads and some shit you stole from a 5th grader’s diorama project on Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.
But seriously, what is that dark-sided shit on Jodie’s feets? Those aren’t shoes, they’re a traveling black magic witch ceremony. I see those chicken feet voodoo dolls. Everyone around her got the heaves and they figured it was from looking at the fugness on her feet. But no, with every step Jodie took, she cast a black magic curse on them. Cleanse the blasphemy from your monitor screen with a holy water wipe.
Jodie is usually the epitome of sophistication, so we shouldn’t hold this one fuck-up against her. Jodie made it up to us later when she went on ITV1’s This Morning and told them that she recently honored her late grandma in a very special way:
“I had her ashes crushed up into the ink and tattooed in to me and I feel like she’s with me forever now.”
Here I was thinking that the best way to honor your grandma is by having her ashes turned into a diamond nipple ring. Leave it to Jodie Marsh to show us how a classy tribute is really done.