This is actually kind of cute, for a homemade wedding card. What do you think it says when the chest flap is lifted? “I hope you’re very happy together”? “Look, no bra!”? Or “I’m sorry the shoes don’t quite work in this instance”?
1. Victoria Beckham 2. Sophia Bush 3. Danica Patrick 4. Anika Sorenstam
Here’s a nifty little game to test even the keenest of eyes. One of us had a thoroughly enjoyable romp in the back of the limo on the way over the ESPY Awards. Can you figure out which one just by looking from the neck up?
Hey petowners, as a general rule, it is preferable to go with a bra than without. This will make it less awkward for your canine companion because they too can understand the uncomfortable feeling of not knowing where to look.
Come on now Diane Kruger, don’t be so lazy, you can’t let your pants do all the work. Even high-waisted pants can only reach so high so how about meeting them at least a quarter of the way? It can only lend some credibility to your quirky tomboy aspirations instead of making it seem like you’re waiting for a giant cane to pull you offstage.
Well whaddya know, it’s times like these when a little back fat would come in handy to fill out a dress.
Not the best way to find out that loom-woven triple layer fringed throw actually has a pretty low threadcount. If only it had come with a set of tasseled needlepoint pillow covers - maybe then things would seem a little less bare.
Maybe if the length wasn’t so hoochie mama and the sleeves were more like sleeves instead of punctured airbags and maybe if there was a zipper where there customarily is one, maybe then it could have worked. But as it stands this sort of thing can get you hauled in for indecent exposure. Do you see what I mean?
I think I liked it better when the House of Givenchy was synonymous with classic elegance instead of the end result of slipping on an oil spill and dislocating a shoulder.
Is she trying to protect her modesty in case her dress rides up or is she deliberately drawing attention to where the baby will emerge by waving something that would be easy to spot even in the rain? Make up your mind Minnie, so we know whether to politely ignore or ogle you.
Here’s a challenge for those who think they know how to pick fresh produce - I have it on good authority that one of the above is far less juicy than the rest. Without having sampled the wares, can you possibly guess which one it is?
It’s Jennifer Morrison of House vs Paula Abdul - the Battle of the Downy Breasted Birds! One keeps her patients properly medicated, the other keeps herself improperly intoxicated.
Word is that Anne Hathaway and her boyfriend Raffaello Follieri are no longer locking lips, all over a silly little thing called tax evasion:
The Devil Wears Prada actress Anne Hathaway put on a brave face at her latest film premiere last night after breaking up with long-term boyfriend Raffaello Follieri, the Mail Online can reveal.
The 25-year-old movie star ended her four year relationship with Italian-American businessman, 29, over the weekend.
Last week, it was reported his charity Follieri Foundation, which funded vaccination programmes in developing countries, was being investigated by the New York State Attorney General’s Office.
An insider tells the Mail Online that Hathaway made the painful decision to end their relationship because of the effects his controversial business dealings could have on her career….
….The couple were reported to have split briefly last year after Follieri was sued by a former business associate for bouncing a $215,000 cheque.
Criminal charges against Follieri were dropped after he turned himself into police and settled the outstanding bill.
With a track record like this guy, I am surprised she stayed with him for that long. Surely his Italian charm couldn’t have been that charming. Surely there are other eligible guys around doing nobile charity work too. Surely it must have got tiring the fifth time the cops came running up the red carpet yelling Freeze! to arrest your shady businessman-boyfriend and his suitcase full of money.
