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The moment Lady Melbourne touched down in Sydney, the Despotic Queen slipped her trotters into a pair of Elliot Ward-Fear’s model slaying stitts (which according to the soon-to-be tasered Mother Melbourne, made her daughter appear bovine-like), poured her svelte waist into Ward-Fear’s tulip-shaped PVC skirt and set about lensing the jet-setting beauty.
With the tyranny of distance and HRH’s new legit business venture, Imelda and her BBFF are rarely afforded an opportunity to bump heels like we did back in the day. But sweet baby Jesus in his Christmas crib, when do, it’s the stuff that teenage boys (with sicking proclivities) will lube up over for the rest of their perverted lives.
Pffffft. Jealous.
Posted by: TheShoeGirl | September 02, 2010 at 08:47 AM
What fierce fun!
Posted by: Make Do Style | September 02, 2010 at 11:09 PM
holy mother...
amazing photos matt.
never thought i'd see lady melbourne in spiked jacket. she should do it more often
Posted by: adreamer | September 04, 2010 at 05:00 PM
love the spikes. Hate the skirt.
Posted by: ellie | September 05, 2010 at 10:30 PM