All About St Paul

What do you do when the guy you like dates an underwear model? Well if you're a St Paul, you say this...

You’re such a cliché. You and Gus? What is that? That’s beauty and beauty. Now beauty and the beast, that’s a fairy tale! In 20 years that guy candy is going to turn into this. I just got there a little sooner.

Cliff St Paul to be precise - certainly not the martyred saint of biblical fame who received a holy makeover courtesy of a lightning bolt from the heavens. And Cliff's the hottest stud to hit Ugly Betty in some time. You'd expect him to be cast in the bootylicious mould of gorgeous underwear models but there you'd be wrong.

It's Ugly Betty after all.

So our Cliff turns the tables on the old cliched gay stereotype by being a fashionably-challenged, unkempt ( and wonderfully unpretentious ) slob-hobbit who couldn't care less what's the Prada of the Day! Not only is he smart, sexy ( well, sort of ) and witty, he also manages to catch the jaundiced eye of resident snarky queen, Mark St James.

Seriously, it's like good old beer from the tap paired with frou frou appletinis.



Come on, did anyone ever doubt that I watch Ugly Betty? It's the tale of a dumpy, underachieving heroine who made good and turned fashionable. It's practically Hairspray without the big hair ( replaced with big glasses ) and the street dancing ( suitably replaced with indoor catfighting ). Of course in Betty's case, for all her cheerful effervescence it's gonna take quite a while before the anorexic fashionistas actually take a shine to her.