Supermodel Kate Moss recently had her home fumigated for fleas. I just love it when celebs go through the same sh*t that we deal with every day.
Apparently the little bloodsuckers infested her home via her cats - damn cats but no judging here, I've been there, done that, got the t shirt when it comes to fleas.
Anyhow, Kate did what I would do in the exact same situation .... she escaped to the party island of Ibiza while someone else cleaned up the mess.
Wait... that's not what I did. I scrubbed the gawddamn baseboards with bleach, cursed my mangy cats, and priced having all the carpets replaced because OMG I'm too lazy to shampoo the damn things.
DAMN - I need to become a supermodel so I can leave someone else to clean up the crap. I'm filling out the application now... I wonder how much a 39 year old, 5'2" muffin-topped supermodel makes per year?
No word on how many fleas required detox and rehab post blood-sucking on Ms. Moss.
I've seen the way you strike a pose and I think you should be able to party in Ibiza any day of the week.
Posted by: ms blue | Monday, September 15, 2008 at 02:16 PM