God, I’ve been so out of it. My house is covered in a layer of sawdust, plaster and drywall dust. My clothes smell like grout. I have been eating microwaved food for almost a month. Naturally, I’m going to post about the 2011 Met Gala in New York. I used to dream about attending this but now it’s just a pile of celebrity bullshit. No style, no glamour… Just a bunch of twigs in sequined rags picked by their stylists.
I know I made fun of my girl at the Oscars but I’ll have to say that she looks pretty fucking cool. The star-spangled Stella McCartney number not only flatters her figure but brings back that old Hollywood glamour. I really have nothing negative thing to say about it but I’m also a huge faggot for M.
I like that Salma actually wore McQueen to the McQueen tribute. I would typically have a racist Hispanic joke or some offensive comment about her smelling like a burnt gordita but after her being AMAZING on 30 Rock, I have come to love Salma Hayek. She makes me cocoa for coocoo poofs!
And once again because I love this so much, wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!
All photos were stolen from some shitty supermarket checkout aisle ass rag.