It’s Thursday, the week is almost over, and we thought you might enjoy a little Unicorn Chaser to wash away the cares of the work week. The Unicorn Chaser, for those of you who don’t know, is something BoingBoing invented to cleanse your brain and eyeballs after a particularly horrific post about, say, an ultra-realistic video of pickled grubworm enchiladas eaten by eviscerated zombies in slo-mo.
So, yeah, it’s a little refresher for the soul. And being as this is a celebrity fashion blog, we wanted to find a celebrity fashion unicorn chaser. They’re surprisingly rare, but we did manage to find this picture of Scarlett Johansson.
She’s looking fresh-faced and elegant in white Dior (I don’t like Post-Galliano Dior, it’s generally Rodarte-wannabe, but I like this) and perfect Roger Vivier flats, showing off the enchanted spot on her arm where once upon a time a unicorn sharted.
Yes the two least useful superheroes in history are back, and Ayyyy’s got them! We’re truly excited to see what ol’ “shape of useless rock/form of an emo cloud” are up to lately. We wish them huge success for their new venture, and we really DO think Jayna looks better as a blonde.
It’s been too long since we’ve checked in with our old friend Terrifying Uncle Karl. Here he is in all his sandblasted glory, from the tip of his ponytailed pompadour to the tips of his shit-kickers, not forgetting the fingerless hacker gloves made from the foreskins of stillborn T-Rexes.He would like you to lose weight. He would like you to dress better.
He would like you to look carefully at his tie pin. He just needs a routine retinal scan for his files. Look into the light. Remain calm. Now forget everything you ever knew about Target, mortgage your house, and go straight to Chanel. Now move along.
What? You think that wasn’t a truly horrifying scenario? You want to see a truly horrifying scenario? I was trying to protect you from it, but if you must: Click here.
We were worried about the girl recently, what with playing pachinko with her BMW and Range Rover and the stripping off in a Spinning class and all. Thank DOG that’s over, because as you can see, she has nailed a part in a high-profile remake of a beloved classic film. Honestly, she’s a natural.
Someone should tell the not-so-little monster that she needs to go up to the B in pantyhose sizes now. That must feel very, very much like having to put on a two-hour song and dance show with a cheese wire between your legs.
But what does Sir Ian McKellen think?