Katie poses looking serenely intelligent at her advertising agency surrounded by all the books.
It is, of course, all a massive lie. You don’t need books to “do” an ad. Which is why these books are as hollow as the ones in Ikea, their cavities doubtless filled to the brim with all that London cocaine you read about. Everyone knows all you need to make an ad nowadays is a powerpoint, the smattering of yoot speak you picked up whilst ironically getting a Chicken Cottage (“for the lulz”), and someone that can draw an octopus with a funny speech bubble.
We’re off on the lash tonight. Weeeeeeeeeey!