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Can’t quite believe how ass this stunt is, but I guess it has worked, because I’m writing about it like a sucker. So for the promotion of Big Family Games, THQ are delivering Queen Elizabeth II a gold-plated Wii. Presumably THQ typed the words “royal” and “classy” into their supercomputer and the result “put gold all over it” came out. Find out more after the jump.
BA have reported a pre-tax loss of £401m for the year to 31 March, after seeing its results hit by a “weak pound and higher fuel costs”. And the fact that they are arrogant and crap. More after the jump.
Turns out Victoria Beckham owns alot of designer handbags. I’ll give you a minute to let that news sink in. But according to The Big Money, Posh’s collection of Hermes (I don’t know how to put a grave accent in on this keyboard) Birkin bags alone is worth £1.5m ($2.3m). Find out more after the jump.
I’m serious. I just viewed the site on Internet Explorer and it looked like a Mexican had built it. If you are not already using Firefox as your browser, I would suggest you do, as the site looks far from perfect without it. That is all.
There’s been a bit of gloomy news on the site recently. But here’s a boat to lift the spirits. It’s a whopping 124′, and speaks taste, even though the subtext of any message would be “I’m a Russian Oligarch, ok? look at me and I’ll have your family dealt with.” More after the jump.
This is Panasonic’s robot floor cleaner called Fukitorimushi, which makes me MEGALOL because it has the phrase “Fukit” in it, which no-one can dispute is utterly hilarious. Oh come on. It looks like a pet pillow, is made of nanocloth and can only be a matter of days before it becomes self-aware and starts a nuclear holocaust similar to the movie The Terminator. More after the jump.
So, another milestone of this whole expenses scandal is the constitutionally significant resignation of the Speaker of the House of Commons, Michael Martin. Can I just explain to the readers from outside the UK that in the last month or so everyone in Britain has been going schitso about our Members of Parliament blowing taxpayer’s money on porn, Sunny Delight, Febreeze, moats, tie racks, Jaffa Cakes and other essentials. Some of those items are yet to be officially confirmed, but not many. Find out more after the jump.
I’m really torn on this. I love it because it’s a gadget, and a really beautiful bit of engineering, but I hate it because Bluetooth headsets are exclusively worn by complete pricks. Driving in their BMW 3 series, blasting out Coldplay, striving for the middle. But, if you were going to buy one of these things, it would resoundingly have to be one by Tag Heuer. Find out more after the jump.
Don’t get me wrong, I think this is pretty awesome, but it does cheapen Chanel a bit. Feels like there are lots of decisions the major fashion houses are taking that would have been considered utterly unconscionable years ago. Still, I love burgers, and I quite like Chanel. More after the jump.
So, hot on the heels of the new Chanel No.5 ad, Dior is launching some 6 1/2 minute cinematic, err, thing. There seems to be a trend of these things, with directors and leading ladies from major films having their credibility bought with a great big golden cheque. As a side note, my credibility is currently on special offer. Just let me know. The short film is called “The Lady Noire Affair” and it launches on May 20th.
See the trailer after the jump.
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