Dear Horrible People Responsible for Canceling the Golden Globes Broadcast:
By PlumcakeFINE. Is that the way it’s gonna be? You know, I don’t ask for much in my life. A small, comfortable home, a few pretty shoes and a bathtub full of Tanqueray gin and/or curious Eagle Scouts and a handful of chances to make fun of celebrities in questionable formal wear. That’s it. Is that so wrong? No.
I work hard, I pay my taxes and dammit, when I come home I want to see SOMEBODY dressed in something expensive, shiny and horrible. Wither the too-tight Elie Saab creation (gold, mermaid skirt, tighter than medical science deems responsible) for Beyonce? Wither the metallic McQueen science-fiction gown that shouldn’t work on anyone, yet looks amazing on Cate Blanchett? Wither Posh and Becks dressed as matching prostitute tea cozies?
I hope you’re happy you non-writer paying monsters. I know I certainly am not!
January 8th, 2008 at 6:03 pm
I’m with you all the way on this one. I just don’t understand people. Don’t they realize that nobody really cares if these people talk at all, we just want to see what fabulous fashion faux pas they commit in the name of exhibitionism.
January 8th, 2008 at 11:36 pm
You tell ‘em, Plumcake! It may be time to release the hounds.
January 9th, 2008 at 3:23 am
Totally, TOTALLY got to disagree.
Bombay gin.