Dizzee Rascal once sent Jonathan Ross a text. It said “Yo bro. dis is Dizzee. Good 2 c ya again. Holla.”
Dizzee Rascal once sent Jonathan Ross a text. It said “Yo bro. dis is Dizzee. Good 2 c ya again. Holla.”

So the South African President, Jacob Zuma, just got married for a fifth time, and I have to admit I was “a bit funny” about polygamy until I saw the bride and her bridesmaids. Look at them! Look at her! Seriously fierce. I remember there were girls at my school who were well into being bridesmaids - some of them were even repeat offenders - but I never really saw the thrill in going down Tammy Girl to get dressed up as one of a matching set of peaches and then holding onto the back of a grown-up’s dress while she kissed a man. Which was just as well, since my family were not the sort of people who knew the sort of people who had weddings, and I was not the sort of child you wanted hanging off the back of your meringue, so no one ever asked.
If Team Beyonce don’t hijack this look for the next video then a trick is missed. (Dear Mrs Zuma, you had the best bridesmaids of all time, of all time, etc etc)
“Everyone is so critical. All must be sacrificed to the great god of skinny. You must say no to everything. Life has to be pretty fabulous, surely, if you can afford to turn down occasions of pleasure? I think it is a fear of flesh. Maybe of vulnerability and softness. I do think that women who spend all their lives on a diet probably have a miserable sex life: if your body is the enemy, how can you relax and take pleasure? Everything is about control, rather than relaxing, about holding everything in. I associate thinness with dying. My mother had real eating issues. When she had cancer, she said, ‘this is the first time I have eaten without worrying’, and that is chilling. Something clicked, and I vowed never to say, I am not allowed that.”
Nigella Lawson