I really, really didn’t want to link to Gawkeragain, but then they ran this:
And, well, what could I do? This is a couple of cougars-dressed-as-lamb Madonna Wannabes for the launch of Madonna’s new clothing line today at … whatever: some store I can’t get to before it’s sold out of the damn stuff but it’s okay, I STILL HAVE MINE!
If it seems insane to you that young girls ever wanted to dress like that outside of laudanum-enhanced fever dreams, let me remind you:
back then, clothing was street art. It may sometimes have been bad art, but it was still art.
And this, ladies and gentlemen, is why some people thought the Trout Pout was a good idea. If you’re thinking of telling your surgeon to do this, reflect for a moment, realize you are not Brigitte Bardot, and move on.
Whoa, they aren’t messing around anymore! I’d like to know who down at Headquarters okayed that hiring decision.
Are you a celebrity blogger who’d rather drink than link (and wouldn’t we all?) email me at raincoaster at gmail:
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I THINK it’s just a trick of the light, although nobody would rule out him pandering to his ferociously loyal fan pack of Floridian popcorn-hairs. You’d have the blues too, if someone just hit you in the face with a pair of granny panties!
Yes, through the magic of Photoshop, the world’s top plus-sized model is feeling less than 100% today. About thirty pounds less.
Are you a celebrity blogger who’d rather drink than link (and wouldn’t we all?) email me at raincoaster at gmail:
I’m starting a linking service to do your work for you! And I’m working on an ad network to launch in the fall.
I was going to make fun of this woman for dressing like a lesbionic Martian flapper, but then I looked at the fine print and realized HOLY SHIT THAT’S VERUSCHKA and she is entitled to dress any way she likes.
Veruschka has always dressed that way, it turns out
You know, if Gwen Stefani had worn those back when she was still single, she’d still BE single. I mean, Diesel Jeans I know. Depends Jeans are something for which the world as we know it is not yet ready.
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