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On your Marks for a slightly inappropriately dressed summer to remember

Here’s a quick comment on the latest Marks and Spencer ad campaign that launched just before the Easter weekend.

By now only those of you actually encased in an untouched chocolate egg will have missed it so is the ad’s ubiquity, so you will be more than aware of the raft of celebrities lined up to sell you some reasonably priced wares. But I can’t help wonder whether what some of them are wearing is a bit off.

All your favourites are present and correct. First up but by no means the worst culprit is Twiggy. Watch as the regal matriarch saunters around at her garden party with a stand full of Union Jack-speared cupcakes making one of the worst sunglasses blunders: wearing them on the top of her head thereby stretching the frames.

Then Lisa Snowdon messes about on the river in a nautical string halterneck top and powdery blue short shorts that cover very little so I hope she slip, slap slopped on the sun cream. Next ex-footballer Jamie Redknapp has a kick around in impractically white chinos (imagine trying to get grass stains out of those) before taking on Noemie Lenoir in an incredulous tennis match that sees the M&S lingerie model swish her racquet in just a tiny pair of shorts and a bikini top (subtle) that in no way provides the support of the sports bra she would rather be wearing.

Meanwhile it’s all smiles between Dannii Minogue and Myleene Klass in their ‘mums’ egg and spoon race at the school sports day’ scenario, both glowing in a long pink dress and long floral skirt respectively, both of which are a tripping hazard when they get up to galloping pace.

Finally Gary Barlow, the man who melts a million middle-class, middle aged hearts, closes out the ad with a wistful look to the skies as he croons Here Comes the Sun with an open fire romantically crackling into the night. He’s wearing just a striped T-shirt and what looks light a chambray shirt, neither of which will particularly shield him from the cold nights – we wouldn’t want our Gary catching his death now would we?

 

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