Jennifer Love Hewitt in Studio City. (July 14, 2011)
She’s holding her bag carefully like that because it’s full of chocolate mousse.
I have a designer bagggg though seee? Fashionable! Relevant!
Since three weren’t enough to lure a potential mate, the female Hewittosimous now carries around a bagful of acceptable engagement rings from which to choose.
Sometimes you just have to take a step back to admire unadulterated not giving a shit anymore, even if it is at the expense of a terribly great pair of tits.
You, sir, win with that statement.
From the neck up she’s not too bad. From the knees down she’d make a handsome set of side tables.
You call this a fucking lunchbox? How about a “snack bag!”
I know what you did this summer. You shopped at Wal Mart.
I knew she was fat but I didn’t know there was an entire city in her pants.
I hardly know where to begin.
That’s what she said…at Old County Buffet
Damn that’s good.
OMG…in the reflection it says ‘MURDER’, which I assume refers to what Hostess did to her career.
I need…. a diet.
“B-but it’s made out of cow…? Alright, I won’t eat it, damnit….”
It puts the lotion in the basket.
Does this look big enough to hold a side of beef? I don’t THINK SO!!!
“You can have this bag and everything in it if you would only just consider going out with me.”
when I saw the mini-picture on the home page in this post at first I thought she was the leader of a 80’s breakdancing group that was going somewhere to do some yard stomping or whatever it is they did.
The only thing getting stomped in the full sized picture are the shocks in her car.
Lemme guess…venti, full-fat, extra whip, sprinkles,espresso brownie, and a raspberry scone.
worst discreet promotional shot of a product ever.
Hawking designer knock-offs in L.A. parking lots. And you thought she could sink no lower.
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