Don’t forget rich.
Don’t forget rich.
I suppose I really can’t judge her by this, because award show performances are not always the best. (Didn’t Adele, who I think is amazing, have to pull a restart at the Grammys one year?) Also I am a 90s-loving crank.
The thing is, modeling IS a skill (nude too) and she was never more than mediocre at it. She has no idea how do dress her body type or move fluidly: she always looks like modeling clay, still in box but rapidly drying, that somebody put a Barbie outfit on.
And pimped that word salad of a “book.” And tried to get free makeup/hair for the inauguration.
I’ve barely ever seen Barron mentioned in the press, which is a good thing because talk about having box seats for the horror opera; that poor kid.
Or Katie Holmes dad. Martin Joseph Holmes, Sr specializes in divorce.
Why does Alec think he needs to weight into this?
Janelle is fucking amazing. I just love her. And Kesha made me ugly-cry so hard. Jesus.
Before anyone responds to a Woody defender, please check their commenting history. There have been a number of posters tonight whose entire commenting history is just defending Woody and slamming Dylan and Mia. Before you respond, look.
It’s either the fucking cat who kills us all quickly or Commander Ofmike Pence and his wife (who I’m pretty sure whips him with a cat o’nine and lets him take out his butt plug for 20 minutes every night— not kink shaming, just a hunch—) oppressing the ever-loving shit out of 98% of people for as long as they can get…
Drawing him as a cat is an insult to cats.
I feel the same way. This song is just plain fun. When she takes herself seriously is when I can’t take her seriously.
I am a Victorian ghost in my mid-30s, and this is the first Cardi B I have ever witnessed and...yuck? Bruno Mars is such a magical music pixie/charisma machine and then here comes Not!Pepa. And I could barely hear her! You kids and your mumbling!
My feeling about Melania is rather that she would be deliberately obtuse as to any of these details in order to plausibly plead ignorance. When the bankers arrive, she locks herself in the bathroom.
I’m thinking it may be a là Georgina Chapman: once he’s impeached, she files.
The best way to read Maureen Dowd is not at all.
I was semi willing to let Tiffany slide until she did that stupid bikini Christmas video with Ivanka. Now she can roast too.
You know, I hope to God she is slowly poisoning her husband using some Russian-designed micro-needle to inject his Diet Cokes, but even if not, I don’t like the “stand by your man” slams. It brings to mind a certain interview from her headband days that HRC gave early in the Clinton presidency in which she disavowed…