I mean Jordan Jordan. She of the huge bazookas and the open minded attitude to clothing. She's got a persona of being loud, loose, brazen, and marrying that cheeseball who sang Mysterious Girl.

I must admit, I wasn't always a fan. When I first moved to England in 2001 the Jordan of old was a rubber lipped, skunk hair-toned skank, who delighted in falling out of clubs and flipping the bird at the paps.

We tut-tutted as we saw her bare her arse. We were indignant as she took the virginity of a 17-year-old - while four months pregnant with someone else's baby. And we marveled at how someone so tiny could keep upright with what looked like a pair of basketballs stuck under her skin.

But Jordan, or Katie Price, isn't like other girls. She doesn't do muted tones in her wardrobe. She doesn't spend time hanging out with her girlfriends watching Grey's Anatomy. And she's certainly not self-conscious about her body. But Jordan, the woman, the mother, and the big-boobed legend, deserves your respect. I think she's awesome! Here's why.

She's a canny businesswoman. She may have a pair of 32FF boobs, but don't for a minute underestimate this one's brain. In the ten years since Jordan kicked off her career as a Page Three girl she's accumulated a GBP30m fortune, a GBP3m Surrey pad and a GBP1.75m Cyprus holiday home - not to be sneezed at by any stretch of the imagination. The girl's not afraid of tackling any project that tickles her fancy and she has a reputation of being one of the hardest working women in British showbusiness.

Her autobiography, Being Jordan, is the fourth best selling autobiography of all time in the UK, with more than one million copies sold. Her second sold in the hundreds of thousands. As did her two novels - the second, Crystal, outselling the entire shortlist for the 2007 Booker Prize many times over. Of course, the work she did on these is questionable, and her ghost writer got almost no credit - but Jordan gets the glory.

She's happy to sell her family milestones to the glossy UK mags - yes, a repulsive idea for some, but an excellent money spinner for Jordan, husband Peter and the kids. She has a jewellery range, a lingerie line, and even used to sell Jordan mouse pads and ironing boards back in the early days. This girl knows what sells, and with a canny business sense has managed to rake in the cash.

She's a devoted mother. It wasn't long after the birth of Jordan's first child, son Harvey, that she realized something was wrong with her baby. Harvey was born with a rare disorder called septo-optic dysplasia, which causes a myriad of health and developmental problems. At five, Jordan's son is blind, autistic, weighs seven and a half stone (probably more than she does), and can act violently towards his siblings and has had a number of serious accidents around the model's home.

But she never complains. This girl doesn't want your sympathy, counts her blessings, and adores her son regardless of his challenges. There's something to be said for a person who won't immediately don the 'poor me' hat.

Jordan also has two children with husband Peter Andre, two year old Junior and new baby Princess Tiamii (yes, you read that right). Despite what you may think of her lifestyle or her choice in baby names, Jordan and Peter are rarely photographed without their kids and genuinely seem to put them first - and how many celebrities can you honestly say that about?

She's ballsy. This girl doesn't take stick from anyone. At first though there's not many similarities between Katie and that legendary strong willed woman, Madonna, but they're a lot more alike than you'd first think.

Both made their names on a sexy reputation and expanded into putting their fingers into all sorts of business pies.

"I won't let anyone walk all over me or take the piss out of me" she told The Scotsman newspaper, and I'd be inclined to believe her.

Jordan wanted to be a singer, so she got up there, five months pregnant in a hot pink catsuit, and competed to be the British entry in the 2005 Eurovision contest. She didn't win, but she got a recording contract out of it.

Emerging from a hard childhood and several bad relationships with men would knock some women around, but not this one. So would being a single mother to a disabled child. Or being a young woman diagnosed with a rare form of cancer (successfully removed from her finger a few years ago).

She's honest. From her sex life to her thoughts on her nemesis, Victoria Beckham, and intimate descriptions of her husband's tackle, Jordan never fails to say what she thinks - even if you shouldn't really say it!

"I love her, even if she is a ginge," she has said of new daughter Princess.

She's over the top. Jordan doesn't do things by halves - her boobs are a case in point. So while other celebs are into understated glamour and minimalistic style, this girls loves to turn it on with huge synthetic hair extensions, plenty of diamonds, and the requisite orange tan.

Her wedding was a case in point. The bride looked Barbie-tastic in a three-yard wide pink tulle and crystal dress (the epitome of meringue!), with a foot-high tiara on her head. Peter wore a shiny crystal waistcoat and stingray-skin shoes. Jordan arrived in a glass horse-drawn carriage, Cinderella style.

Whether you love it or hate it, it's what she wanted, and you've got to admire her for standing apart from the crowd and having her shiny dream wedding.

Minis are short. Heels are high. Hair is huge. Peter and she dress in naff matching outfits. She freely admits to having had liposuction on her legs and Botox in her face, and celebrates it because it made her feel good about herself. And she has an amazing figure for a mother of three - boobs aside, she is astonishingly petite.

And it seems I'm not the only one tooting the horn of Britain's bustiest pinup. Uk Cosmopolitan recently named Ms Price their 2007 Woman Of The Year.

Jordan - modern day superwoman or all round skank? Have your say below.