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Great AMAs aesthetic.
We have been dying for you to cover your shit up for years. And now, look! You look fabulous!!! And FIERCE! Never better.
Keep up the good work! Don’t stop it if it’s workin’.
Filed under: AMAs, American Music Awards, Awards Shows, Bizarre Sartorial Choices, Bobby Trendy, Cover-Up, Crazy Faces, Face, Famous-For-Nothings, Good Moves, Photo Op Victims, Red Carpet Whores, Shit On Your Face, Ugh, What Does This Person Have To Do WIth Music?
Thanks, Jasmine and jRu!
Not sure what perplexes me more:
A) Bai Ling was invited to a legitimate Golden Globes after-party.
B) Bai Ling was not nude at said legitimate Golden Globes after-party.
C) Bai Ling’s peace sign actually looks spirited and, well, peaceful.
D) I truly have nothing mean to say about Bai Ling after looking at the above photograph. Nothing mean at all. NOTHING MEAN WHATSOEVER.
This series of conundrums obviously leads me to believe that the world is coming to an end. Take cover, guys!
You have no idea how hard it is to find a photo of you where you aren’t hawking yourself on some pointless red carpet. Or wearing a far-too-aggressive push-up bra. Or jutting your ass out in some schoolgirl outfit/bikini/lingerie number for one of those glossy bathroom semi-jerk-off magazine spreads. Or hosing around with some useless celebutard who seems far too young to be hanging out with you, cuz you look like you’re freakin’ forty-five and apparently you just turned twenty-eight this week. Blegh! Jesus! Don’t you think there might be better ways to present yourself? More to do with yourself? What do you do? Who the hell are you? You’re rounding up towards thirty, for crying out loud! Two years away, but getting there.
Oh, which reminds us. Happy birthday. You’re twenty-eight. You look, uh, great.