Any woman of the feminist persuasion is hardwired to hate Katie Price.
From her plastic surgery, to her pink track pants and gobs of make-up – our automatic reaction is: Oh dear god, no. No, no, NO.
However, until recently, I started to really like Katie Price. Maybe it was seeing the reruns of her old Top Gear appearance on Dave, or seeing how human and real (if not eccentric and fucking bizarre) she is on her reality show Katie & Peter: Stateside.
She’s just seemed so fun and laid back, and I really started to think she was cool. While I may not agree with the decisions she makes in regards to her appearance and her body – I liked the girl. She seemed to be a feisty, brave business woman who wasn’t afraid to take risks, and didn’t take any shit.
How could I not like her?
And then, just weeks after mentally making her one of my celeb BFFs – The Separation happened.
I’ve avoided as much of the news as possible, but remember Katie’s pleas of wanting “her Pete” back. I remember the photos of poor Peter Andre crying to his mommy. But while he cried and became the victim in the public’s eyes, Katie was in Ibiza. She was falling out of clubs, and getting an X tattooed through her “Pete” tattoo.
Not exactly the “remorseful divorceé” that most women portray when they’ve just broken up with the father of (two of) their children, their husband, and their subsequent co-star in a reality show about, well, them.
But, what did we expect from Katie? For her to start dressing in Cath Kidston dresses? Maybe pull a Queen Victoria and wear black for the rest of her days? It’s not like Peter died. And we can't forget that she is Katie "Jordan" Price.
I suppose there were just many of us who believed in Katie and Peter. I mean, they recorded A Whole New World and an entire album together. If that’s not true love, baby, then I don’t know what is.
But then – THEN! - Katie started dating a cage fighter.
She went from fun-loving Peter, he of the feminine pop voice and abuser of hair products, to a fucking douchey-looking cage fighter.
A man that flies kites without his shirt on, and fights in a cage for a living. Congratulations, I know many a hamster that does the same.
While I firmly believe in not telling other women what to do with their life – I also stand by the whole “not being a nasty human being” and “making informed decisions” thing as well.
So, in my book, Katie is being incredibly disrespectful to her family, and to her marriage (I’m presuming they’re technically still married) by publically frolicking around and having her kids treat the Cage Fighter like their brand new, upgraded Daddy. A Pete 2.0.
Having her reality TV film crew around her, capturing the footage is simply the nasty equivalent of Katie giving Peter the middle finger and screaming, “You’ve been replaced, bitch!”
It’s just crass.
Granted, Peter talking to The News of the World and doing dramatic, shirtless photo shoots in the wake of his separation is definitely cringe worthy, but at least he’s not bringing the kids into it as much as Price is, and isn't parading around town with some bad Jordan Clone. (Is Jodi Marsh still looking for a husband?)
Maybe I've got it all wrong and this gross behavior is Katie's way of lashing out and saying, "Fine. You think I'm slag, I'll act like one. Happy?" But I don't feel like that's the case.
If anything, these two should just stay out of the spotlight for a while. Keep their and their children’s faces out of The Daily Mail, away from Heat and Fabulous magazine, and mend their family. Mend their children. And then get some god damn therapy and a new publicists and mend themselves.
Dramatic image via Fabulous