Someone’s been attending the “Exuding Warmth, January Jones-Style” classes at the Learning Annex.
Some people would say she’s dressed like a slob, but I bet that outfit costs more than I make in a year.
a slob with a publicist, two dozen nutritionists and physical trainers,
a legion of stalkers and an army of bodyguards to keep them more than 10 feet away at all times.
Oooooh…weed. It was weed.
And the “I just escaped from rehab” stereotypical look is complete.
she should smile more I see jawols in her future otherwise.
Oh how Selena missed Justin. His energy. His quirky Canadian sense of humor, like the way he’d ask her to talk about chainsaws and a hard day’s work out in the forest right before they made love.
At least, she’d always have the memories. And the shirt.
Eye bleach for that last fat load.
Hopefully thinking of a way to one up Miley.
And here we have Demi’s replacement at Disney. A definite upgrade.
LOL and morons still try to pretend she’s hot.
“I had sex with Justin Beiber and all I got was this flannel shirt.”
This has morning after walk of shame written all over it. She’s even wearing the dude’s shirt home and sweats look like they are inside out.
Hell, is that dried semen on the her cuff of her sleeve? Must’ve been a rough night but pimpin’ ain’t easy.
“Where the hell did I park my car…”
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