So, according to the news today, Leona Lewis can't afford to buy a house in Hackney. Not. One. House. Nevermind that she's the first British female to top the charts in America for over 2 decades. Nevermind that this small achievement comes on the back of having the fourth biggest selling album ever in UK history. And nevermind that she is an instantly recognisable, properly paid up, fully fledged pop star. And they're supposed to get paid handsomely. Very handsomely, in fact.
But no. In spite of all of that, inspite of all the hard earned money millions and millions of people are spending on hearing her top C - she still can't afford to buy a house. Not. One. House. Newspapers are reporting that Leona and her boyfriend tried to buy somewhere near her parents' home in Hackney, but when the seller found out who their bidder was they raised the price from ??500,000 to ??600,000 - meaning Leona and the boyfriend couldn't afford it. Her Dad has also been quoted in the past as saying that "It's a myth Leona is a millionaire. She earns enough to live on, but that's it."
Is it just me, or does something seem very wrong here. Either Leona needs to get herself a new manager/lawyer/money counter/stylist/dog walker/spiritual streamliner/personal juice de-pulper (or whoever it is that makes the decisions around these people these days) - because if she's not getting her hundreds of thousands of millions, then who the hell is, quite frankly. Or she's trying to be all frugal, and keep her New Look shod feet on the ground. Which is not on either. If this girl really is going to be the next big Whitney, she's going to have to start flexing that Amex. She shouldn't be balking at a mere hundred grand. She should be tipping the owner a nifty hundred to clear out by lunchtime. And she should be buying 10 houses. With special outbuildings for her resident Scientologists, hair straigteners and chihuahuas. And they probably shouldn't be in Hackney.