I am Belle de Jour
I can’t take this any longer. The constant lying is starting to get to me. I am, in fact, Belle de Jour.
I’m not Toby Young, Caitlin Moran, Sarah Champion or anyone else who has been outed through means of statistical analysis, random name picking and proximity to eroticism in their authored books.
So there you go. Conclusive proof in the form of this post that Belle de Jour is me. Well done - you’ve discovered the unquestionable truth about everyone’s favourite documentarian call-girl. Now go and link to this post so that my hits go up and everyone will think I’m very clever for having duped so many for so long.
Maybe I’ll appear on Richard and Judy or something now that I’m gonna be famous and have a book to plug. Me and Richard could talk about blow-jobs and Judy would get all flustered and turn red and embarassed and stuff, hahahahaha!
Oh, sorry. That was my er.. other writing style.
Add comment March 18th, 2004
