Kim Kardashian Suffers Selfie Fail At The BRIT Awards 2015
She may have released a book about taking the perfect selfie, but the iPhone lock screen defeated Kimmy last night...
She may be the Queen of the Selfie, but Kim Kardashian experienced a selfie fail at The BRIT Awards last night (February 25).
Despite releasing a book on how to take the perfect self-taken snap, the Keeping Up With The Kardashians star was faced with a major problem when BRITs hosts Ant & Dec requested a selfie wiht her on stage… the lock screen.
The Geordie pair asked Kimmy for a pic before the socialite presented Sam Smith with the Global Success Award, with the 34-year old sharing her best tips with them, declaring: “Whoever has the longest arm because that's the best angle."
However, Kim forgot to unlock the phone, meaning their selfie never happened, with Kim laughing: “It's locked, it didn't take”, to which they replied: “We just wanted to document it.”
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Kardashian had more luck when introducing her hubby Kanye West’s epic performance of All Day, which saw him bring a crew of people and a flamethrower on stage!
The star later took to Instagram after the ceremony to share a cosy snap of herself and Yeezy, along with the caption: “#KimKAllDay.”
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