“You know, no big.”
“Just hanging out. Wearing booties. Sporting another cute coat dress. Bouncy hair. Kissing babies. Business as usual. Just wait until you see what I’m going to wear to the Olympics. Two words: unitard.”
“You know, no big.”
“Just hanging out. Wearing booties. Sporting another cute coat dress. Bouncy hair. Kissing babies. Business as usual. Just wait until you see what I’m going to wear to the Olympics. Two words: unitard.”
Ms. Akerman has a checkered fug history — really, really cute, sunny girl, with a great figure, but often strange ways of showing off both those things. Points for trying, but then again, the Washington Generals get points for trying, too, and that hasn’t yielded a very impressive win-loss record. Not that I’m saying Malin Akerman is the red carpet’s answer to the Washington Generals. That feels like Jessica Chastain, to me, right now (so close, but not quite enough, despite one or two surprise and exciting victories). Anyway, let’s cut the basketball digressions and weird-ass analogies and just get to the outfits. It’s Oscar week soon. Let’s save our strength.
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That’s right! This one’s a twofer, given that we were at Fashion Week for the first one, and the second was Monday. YOU’RE WELCOME INTERNETS.
Here’s what’s going on: DeeDee finds a picture of Lemon that Mayor Lavon Hayes has secreted under his desk, because where else do you keep the picture of your secret beloved than taped under some furniture and not in, say, your underwear drawer? Also, Lavon’s parents come to town and announce they’re breaking up after almost forty years. Shenanigans ensue, some of which lead to DeeDee briefly thinking Zoe has the lesbian jones for Lemon (a plot twist I hope to see in season five or thereabouts), and some of which involve HNW taking over Zoe’s bedroom to turn it into a tropical love nest for the Hayes Parentals (on a night that she’s conveniently absent) to remind them of their True Love, and all which eventually lead to people having all kinds of Realizations About Love. Lavon breaks up with DeeDee and she’s real upset, but I don’t care because the last few episodes have featured DeeDee acting like she might be a little special in the head. He is still in love with Lemon, poor thing. On Lemon’s end of town, there’s all this blah blah blah that leads to her and George trying to elope but then realizing they really want a big church wedding/they need to drag this storyline out for maximum romantical angst for Lavon. And Zoe and Wade make up, but have not yet made OUT. Get on it, show!
I once turned to Jessica and said, “I’m REALLY into sauces right now,” simply because I just thought she would want to know it. I think Rihanna is trying to tell us the same thing about her sternum. It is having a moment. At this rate it will end up hosting Saturday Night Live, probably on an episode where the musical guest is Mrs. Terwilliger’s Fifth Grade Recorder Group.
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“HOLA LOVERS. This telenovela about me just got so muy interesante! Before there was dumb singing, and clowns to the left of me and jokers to the right! Now there is collapsing and sweating and vomiting, and clowns to the left of me and jokers to the right! My part is Angel of Life. No, es verdad, I save a girl’s life just by standing next to her. I would not lie to you about my powers, lovers. Lying is for vampires and Assflecks. Lopez is for TRUTH.”
BRIT Awards Fug or Fab: Florence Welch
fug-or-fab
I realize this is her whole thing — floaty, ethereal, mullety.
It’s just very… I keep wondering if it smells like pollen.
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