Cheryl Cole appears in today's Photos of the Day on vogue.com. Vogue.com are hardly the most discerning - Katie Holmes features about three times a week - but this does seem to cement Cheryl's standing as a style icon. Hardly a week goes by when Cheryl's perfect doll face isn't staring out at me from the covers of Look and Grazia and her stint on The X Factor has brought her even more fans. Although the website is praising her, Alexandra Shulman does seem to subtly undermine Cheryl's new-found national treasure status in November's Vogue. Writing on beauty, Shulman says that a certain strangeness is what sets true beauties apart from mere good looking girls like Cheryl Cole or Natalie Appleton. How dare Alexandra diss our beloved Cheryl and compare her to a combat trouser-wearing relic from the Met Bar era.
We love Cheryl because we have followed her on her journey from nightclub brawler to national treasure via a cheating husband. She's also the only reason to watch The X Factor. She empathises with the contestants - laughing and shedding tears in equal measure - because she has stood there herself. Next to Dannii's frozen smile and botoxed forehead, Cheryl seems even more real. But basically we love Cheryl because she's a babe with a pretty good stylist on the payroll who has left the tacky Wag rags firmly behind her. I must stop gushing now before I move on to my Nicola Roberts obsession. I love how she doesn't seem to mind looking like a red headed ghost next to her orange-skinned bandmates and she sometimes wears really cute outfits. But that's enough GA worship for one day - Nicola really deserves a post of her very own.
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