People want to believe that Harper Beckham and I are going to be rivals. This could not be further from the truth. I have no qualms with well-dressed, well-mannered young celebrities—it’s the slovenly little miscreants I take offense with. (And if you think I’m going to be jealous of a baby’s wardrobe, let me just remind you that I have invested $100,000 of Tom’s money in my shoe collection.)
Apparently, Mrs. Beckham is returning or donating to charity the gifts that people are sending to little Harper. This choice serves the dual purpose of helping the less fortunate and screaming, “I can afford my own onesies, but thanks for trying.”
