Jodie has never been a champion of other women. This is from her blog fifteen years ago.
"While I'm having a rant, just want to dedicate a small (or rather large in fact) section of my blog today to the woman who wrote this week in More magazine that she's "Not loving Jodie Marsh's 'sophisticated' brown hair"... Sort your own life out before you dig at mine. I'd love to see what this she-devil wannabe "beauty expert"... looks like. I bet she's rough as a dog. I'd challenge her to a pulling competition any day of the week! The last girl I challenged was a silly moose office junior from Kiss FM. Bam Bam is my mate and she'd been on air with him one morning on his breakfast show slagging me off about how ugly I was and saying she had better boobs than me. Bam calls me up and tells me what she'd said so I offered to come in and have a "who's fittest AND who's got the best boobs competition"....(I didn't actually care if I won or not, I just wanted to front the bitch) and the action began. I didn't have a clue what she looked like and was expecting someone at least HALF decent. Well, I walked into the studio to face a five foot ten beast of a girl with saggy tits and bingo wings. Oh, and a tyre round her belly and big old bumpa. She immediately looks horrified and screeches "Oh my God, you're so tiny! I can't believe how small you are?! I feel like a monster!" Yes love, you look like one too I thought at the very cute and sexy height of five foot two (men love small girls!). Needless to say, she lost her balls when it came to the crunch and didn't want to compete. The boys forced her as punishment for being so vile about me on air and when it came to taking our tops off (we kept our bra's on) - I think it's fair to say, she was left a little red-faced as the men drew gasps of delight at my flat brown belly and whopping melons and gasps of horror at her sagging flaps and wrinkly rolls. She won't make that mistake again. Obviously I won the competition hands down...It's funny cos I am much better looking in the flesh than I am in pictures. That's not being big-headed by the way...from my point of view it's cos the papers and mags always print the most minging pictures they can find of me. Anyway, everybody who ever meets me, tells me I am a lot prettier in the flesh, and although I know I'm not perfect looking - far from it.. I just wish people would keep their stupid, half-brained comments to themselves... Guaranteed if I ever saw this woman out (not that I'd know what she looks like but I'm guessing at pig, somewhere near Jade Goody level), she either be too scared to come and talk to me OR she'd come over all sweetness and light and try to get gossip out of me (I hate two-faced people even more than I hate thick, lazy people). She'd never introduce herself "I'm the woman who slags you off for looking awful" would she?! So Liz Brambledown or whatever your stupid name is - shut your trap, you bell-end or else front me or else lets have a pulling competition?! What do you say? Sorry everyone, just wanted to get that off my breasts."
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