So Katie Price a.k.a Jordan decides she’s had enough playing mummy and wife to little Pete, and decides to leave her princess castle for a night out on the town. She puts on her best Sunday clothes and hits the Embassy Club in London for some dancing, drinking and crotch airing. The result is alas quite predictable. Hours later she stumbles out drunk as a city skunk and needs the assistance of her body guard to prevent her from falling flat out on her face…all of which is quite alright with us. The only thing in this story that bothers us is the tie…we don’t like it…it bothers us…can’t figure out why…
