Tell me a story

I know petit garcon I'll tell you a story, while you are eating your enormous cookie which you won't even let me have a bite of.



Yes Mama what's it about?



Well, actually it's another Tom Ford story

Oh durr I'm bored already mama

No hang on for a moment, I know I'm a one trick pony but this is a really specially special old one from his Gucci days, so it's practically vintage.

One day a Gucci PR girl picked up the phone without a care in the world, she barely managed an audible greeting but it mattered not because the caller was already barking at her down the phone.

'Now you all listen in the PR department stop giving clothes to that Beckham women, I don't want her to be wearing them,' said an angry Mr Ford.

'But Tom darling we don't give her any of your gorgeously designed clothes', purred the PR cat.

'What well how on earth is she getting them!!'


The cat rolled her eyes and smirked as she delivered the blow to the uber designer Mr Tom Ford.


'Actually, she buys them from Gucci stores.'



Ah so they all lived happily ever after then Mama?

Well darling it's fashion he's given her tips now on how to dress, personally I'd have stuck with buying his items to avoid his most masterful of tips, dye your hair lighter as you get older, as divested to Carine Roitfeld.

Who is this lady mama?

Editor of French Vogue and side kick for Monsieur Ford. It just makes me want to dye my hair brown as I get older and eat your biscuit!