Anna Chapman Fires Your Pocket Rocket In Her Range Of Space Wear
ANNA Chapman is to design a range of clothing for the man about space. All aboard the Khrunichev [Space] Center may one ay be sporting a racy off-the breast number in symbolic red.
Meanwhile we await news of the nine other Russian spies deported from the US, who on account of their lack of telegenic looks have slipped into obscurity. In the old days, the West’s archetypal Russian woman was a thick-wristed drudge dressed in potato skins, and the spies would have been rewarded for their anonymity.
But in an age when every Russian woman in London has O-legs all the way up to her Mayfair flat we imagine that the other spies are right now in a cosmetic surgery suite having lips, buttocks and heads rearranged for optimum exposure.