The Wasted Opportunity Post.

The new issue of Vanity Fair gives the cover spot to Carla Bruni-Sarkozy. Okay, I can understand their reasoning with that, although it still confirmed that I ultimately don't like her that much. Inside, there's Cindy and five others. I can also live with that, even if the others include Linda Evangelista.

Picture link here. This confirms something else... that a fully-clothed Cindy Crawford trumps the combo of a bottom-baring Claudia Schiffer and a naked Naomi Campbell. Just dump the other five (Stephanie Seymour and Christy Turlington were there as well) and make it all about Cindy next time, huh?

The Cindy Like Sunday Morning Post.

Any questions?

The More More MORE Post.

Feltz: Writers Joy Blake & Melissa Blake and director Lesli Glatter, for an unforgivable error (apart from all the scenes with Niki/Jessica, that is) in the otherwise quite good chapter five of volume two of Heroes, "Fight or Flight." I'll just copypaste my comments at the relevant post on Tonight We Make Soap: (Slight spoilers for anyone watching on BBC2 pace)

Dana Davis is fiiiine.

Kristen Bell is wonderful.

But neither of them can make up for the fundamental flaw of Monday night's new episode - good though it was, it was also the first ever episode of Heroes with NO HAYDEN! And damn, I missed her (even if she would also bring along more of West) - Heroes without Hayden Panettiere is like The Simpsons without the Simpsons. It's like Dark Angel without Jessica Alba. It's like Hawaii Five-O without Jack Lord. It's like Angel with David Boreanaz. And so on. (Coincidentally, this episode was written AND directed by women. Hmmm.)


Cindy: Cindy.
This must be that fabulous-looking one Cindy shot earlier this year in Malibu (where thankfully her home reportedly didn't go the way of Sean Penn's trailer - let's hope Butch's friends in the area share her luck). And no, I don't speak Russian, but who needs to?

Dear Megan Fox, No offence but Cindy owns you. Love, Victor

MuffinMan writes: Seeing your two goddesses, CindyC AND Hayden P., looking beyond scrumptious in bikinis (and from what I've heard re. the former, in even less than that! ;D )...mmmmmm bet you'd have no problem imagining BOTH of them undressing, preferably each other (or is that a given? ;) )... I know I have no problem with that :))

Unsurprisingly these and many other pictures of Cindy on a yacht in St. Tropez (which, if Alba/Hewitt fan par excellence Darren Lockhart is reading this, is not in the Caribbean) have been all over the Interweb, especially the topless ones. Sadly rules prohibit my inclusion of those, but this place and many others have them. Still wonderful... just... wow.

Hayden, you'll have to wait till later. But so will everyone else, so don't take it personally.

Cindy Crawford, getting the weekend off to a good start.

This is Cindy being a lady who lunches.

It's at a Liane Weintraub lunch, whoever she is. But who it's for is of less importance than the fact that Cindy is there, continuing to define the term Yummy Mummy (or as she herself prefers MILF - Elizabeth Hurley and Salma Hayek are probably the closest rivals she has) and make the likes ofAdriana Lima and Gisele Bundchen look somewhat lesser.

The weather is grim outside with more rain a-coming, and the roadworks are piling up, and I don't get paid until next week, but Cindy continues to bring sunshine.

And it pleases me that her furniture line is a success.

Vacation Update.

Cindy: AlbaalbaalbaalbaALBA!!!!!!!

Feltz: Not taking a camera of my own along. Again. (Oh, and Perez Hilton giving her shit again. I hope he winds up thrown in prison one day.)

Cindy: Wanting to make some progress on "The Longest Weekend" Chapter Four and the CSSA chain story during my week off, and actually making some progress.

Feltz: I may not finish the former before Monday (I don't write on Sundays).

Cindy: Weather mostly good.

Feltz: Mostly.

Cindy: Wireless modem fitted by Sharon allows us to both be online at the same time.

Feltz: Thoughts not as fast as fingers. If that makes any sense.

Cindy:

The Alpha for the Omega.

Cindy's latest bit of business for Omega saw her going to Australia, and while you could fill a book with the list of commercial endorsements she's done that still isn't a problem with me. At all.

But anyone who compares this angel to Janice Dickinson should be forbidden to breed at the very least.

It's really tempting to use this to go into a post about how she > Kate Moss as much now as she did in the 1990s, but I won't. For more reactions and pictures, try this link. And that reminds me - I have to check out the new Ocean Drive as well, and try and decide whether or not I'd be delighted or disappointed should Cindy ever decide to change her mind and pose for Playboy again next year (she said it would be good for her 41-year-old ego, but on the other hand she's got other priorities now - and I genuinely respect that). More on this next post.