Babies Got Back
Yes, it’s those creeptastic little skaters from the Evian ad, this time talking behind the scenes about The Making Of That Creepy Evian Video. Love, loss, managers, money: Hollywood was ever thus.
Yes, it’s those creeptastic little skaters from the Evian ad, this time talking behind the scenes about The Making Of That Creepy Evian Video. Love, loss, managers, money: Hollywood was ever thus.
Oooooooooh, Miss Piggy’s gonna cut her!
By my calculations, if a Kermit doll is $70, which it is, this may be one of the most expensive outfits she’s ever worn. Forever 21 just isn’t that pricey.
So I’m hopelessly old-fashioned. So I went to boarding school and have yet to fully recover (my therapist is working on it). So Michael Lewis will never marry me.
Le sigh.
So what? I am not too old to lose my heart to a well-dressed young man, and if I have to be the sugar mommy I couldn’t do better than these dapper outfits, which are less than half-price at the Brooks Brothers Boy’s Department right now:
Martha’s Vineyard, Hollaback!
I don’t know about the swimming pool, but I’m pretty sure this happened in the shallow end of the gene pool. The only real question is, how do people like that afford a holiday to Egypt when I have to make do with watching The Mummy over and over? Not that I do that. Never.
Also, why is that Egyptian hotel not capitalizing on this and advertising in fertility clinics all over the world?
Oh dear. Rather brings to mind Nancy Mitford‘s famous remark:
I love children, especially when they cry, for then someone takes them away.
The image is unspeakable, so of it we will not speak. The winner is unbeatable, and so we will not beat her. Because she wouldn’t like it, and she would send us to our rooms, that’s why.
Glinda Says:
July 18th, 2009 at 5:07 pm
Rhonda decided that if she was going to have to change dirty diapers, she would do in style, dammit.
So as to avoid charges of a fix, we will forgo the normal presentation of hypothetical swag to the winner and instead will present the following to the subject of the photograph, who could surely use something tasteful to keep off the chill of our collective scorn: the Diane Von Furstenberg golden brown ring chiffon ‘Kynthia’ tunic coverup from Bluefly.com:
I’ll just let him say it, since he does it so well.
From his speech to the NAACP’s annual meeting, via Gawker.
They might think they’ve got a pretty jump shot or a pretty good flow, but our kids can’t all aspire to be LeBron or Lil Wayne. I want them aspiring to be scientists and engineers, doctors and teachers, not just ballers and rappers. I want them aspiring to be a Supreme Court justice. I want them aspiring to be president of the United States of America.
Amen.
Do me a favour: don’t be That Woman. Lululemon is fine (sure, everyone has been wearing it for the last five years, but Chip is awesome and besides, his clothes are actually quite attractive and good quality. But Crocs
? Nevah.
Sorry, three weeks in Boondocksville have got me a little punchy. The fashion columnist here was complaining that when she goes to the Big City (I think she means Kamloops) people mistake her for a member of the Pussycat Dolls. Not. A. Good. Look.