six babies. six crying babies wanting breast milk.

AAAAAAHHHHH! Seriously—the rubbery foot, the hole, the extra-large foot...labia—I don't even know which of these has the ickiest factor.

Umm, you know what I really don't want to see? Sean Penn's sex face.

Oh, the humanity! How will she get her cupcakes now? Talk about a Marie Antoinette moment...

Wait for the sales! Seriously, that Hayden-Harnett bag will be $250 at the end of the season, and those elf shoes will probably go for 75% off—if you really want them.

I'm into pretty boys, so I'm with Jen on this one. Vince looks like he'd have a heart attack while having sex...or something.

That Bubbalicous ad has to be foreign! Seriously, it reminds me of the commercials I saw on TV when I was in Prague.

I found a baby's hot pink croc with gaudy plastic flowers shoved into those croc holes. I considered calling CPS because making some baby wear such fugly plastic shoes must be a form of child abuse!

Too bad HoHan's knife didn't slip.

I would so want to squeeze out three 8-lb baby loafs if doctors could guarantee that I would look like Heidi Klum afterwards. Alas, I know all too well that I would probably have to wear giant muumuus if I did.

She's at the fucking airport (Ohh, it's been a while since I have commented on this blog. Can I have potty mouth?), not on the red carpet.

Ahh, genetics. My mom's wide berth may make Me Me Roth wanna purge the celery stick she ate for dinner, but no one can deny that my mother, who is 62, has flawless, virtually wrinkle-free skin. This is a woman who thinks KFC is health food, uses Irish Spring as facial soap, and avoids moisturizer. She has also…

I'm late as well!