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Oh and I feel so guilty buying Heat Magazine (and wasting my days on it’s website Heat World), what with it’s endless preoccupations with celebrity women’s bodies and the cheap tat you can buy from Primark. But I can never turn my back on Heat because just-often-enough it does something like this.

Yeah, I know, you want context – but trust me, it is better this way.

And here, is where you can see that this photoshoot was meant for me.

Suddenly the weird cult of the femdom tea party holds an almost hypnotic appeal. Guh.

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I bought the magazine (I buy it most weeks to my continued shame) but I filched these scans from the wonderful prettiness time-sink Age Appropriate.

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