There is nothing on earth that pleases me more than my mate Victoria Beckham receiving a prestigious European award for her fashion line — presented by none other than Kaiser Karl Lagerfeld himself. This is such an unholy union of schmaltz and happiness for me, I can't tell you.

That VB was sincerely touched and excited — nay thrilled — that she got to win the Bambi (presented in Berlin last night) was even more heart-lifting. Especially since she jumped on her bed with joy back at the hotel. I love her when she is being totally herself.

Of course Vicks was much more composed at the awards ceremony, turning up on the red carpet with her own-designed maxi dress and striking her usual pose. VB continues to amp up the sizzle with the plunging v-neck and DRIPPING in diamonds and emeralds. It's as if she suddenly decided that glamour-sex is what she is selling. To be fair we all knew that already. LOVE.