A guilty pleasure?

As I trotted through a shopping centre today, noticing that the girls with samples of perfume or makeup let their eyes flick over me and travel on for likelier prey (is that the invisibility of the not-twentyfive-anymore woman setting in?) it's a comfort to know that I can always console myself with Go Fug Yourself. Just love their writing style - I often laugh out loud (let's face it, who hasn't boggled at Celebrity 'Fashion' at one time or another?). Mind you, I don't necessarily want to get sprayed with the latest perfume anyway....