A few years ago, one of our readers attended a fancy party at a friend’s house where Myleene Klass was in attendance. It was a very jolly affair, wine was flowing, people were chatting, etc, so they decided to approach Myleene with a simple “Hi, Myleene. How are you?”
Firing a look that would “turn Jason Statham to jelly” she glared and replied, “It’s Myleene, actually.”
A year later, their lesson learned, our reader found themselves invited to another party where Ms Klass was among those present. Taking great care to ensure they pronounced her name to her exact specification, they were chilled to see the same furious glare returning.
“It’s Klass, actually.”