Gotta love her!! But seriously, you do: *not* to love Stacey Solomon says more about you than her: you're inauthentic, class-bound, a life-hater. But I would have coldly condemned the teenage Stacey: big, loud, exuberant, persistently and wilfully rebellious and annoyingly clever. Her story 'so far', i.e. including her victory on 'I'm A Celebrity - Get Me Out Of Here!' and its aftermath, is a readable distillation of doubtless many thousand more words poured in an excitable torrent into the ears of ghost-writer Rebecca. Even a cynical arrogant middle-class oldster like me, light-years away from an Adidas-trackie-wearing garage-listening family-oriented Dagenham girly, was brought up short and made to think by some of Stacey's viewpoints and reflections. Confession time: yes, I was rooting for her to win the X-Factor and thought that, coming third, she was robbed; when I heard she was to take the jungle challenge I hoped she'd get through to the last few, and was delighted to see her a clear fearless winner from the get-go, lovely and lovable. Go Stacey! ( )