It never ends up well.
Why do we say that?
Well, just as we were recovering from the cornea-searing experience of seeing Sandra Bullock's husband's tattooed that's-no-lady-that's-my-mid-life-crisis in all her colorful glory
Michelle McGee courtesy of US Magazine
the new wires start buzzing with the story of Bob Geldof's daughter Peaches and her adventures in L.A.
Photo of Peaches and "Big Ben" courtesy of Pedestrian TV
It seems that Peaches hooked up with another tattoo fan, whereupon they went to a hotel room, did some heroin, had some sex, and took some pictures of each other. Which the guy, code name "Big Ben" decided to post on the internet.
(Click here for more NSFW photos.)
Now it looks like Peaches is going to lose her job as spokesperson for Ultimo, a British lingerie line aimed at young women.
Apparently her behavior is too risqué even for them.
The lesson we've all learned from this? Avoid covering your body with distinguishing marks. They wreck your chance to come up with a half-way plausible story, should you do something stupid while cameras are around.
With all those tattoos in evidence, Peaches was reduced to claiming that she didn't use heroin. All she did was get really, really drunk!
Well, as it turns out, major corporations aren't all that happy being represented by sloppy drunks, either.
So what have we learned, children? If you must cover your body with tattoos, please keep your clothes on, unless for some reason a major corporation is paying you to prance around in their underwear.
Because Peaches has already been replaced with a mercifully tattoo-free Kelly Brook.
There. We hope we've cleared everything up. Now excuse us. We have some children to lock up.
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