The cult of ‘the gurlz’ has had its day. By which we mean grown women, old enough to know better, celebrating their inner teenager.
Joan Palmer with her daughter, Claudine — we’re looking at you. Think of the mortification that was the second Sex and the City movie: four adults prancing around like over-excited adolescents. The hackneyed insistence on Cosmo drinking, when everyone knows they taste of Ribena. Jackie Lavin’s hairstyle. Gurlz, you should look to Ali Hewson. The dignity. The natural, graceful passage through middle-age. The sheer all-round style of it.