Fergie’s here to help, feminism. Everything’s gonna be alright.
It’s Chrissy Teigen’s baby that I totally saw right away.
The 2015 MET Gala featuring Rihanna’s ginormous dress, Miley Cyrus’ pelvis, Kendall Jenner’s sideboob, and whatever the fuck’s on Sarah Jessica Parker’s head.
The White House Correspondents’ Dinner: Where journalists get to rub elbows with celebrities and politicians while the country rips itself apart around them.
Chrissy Teigen’s breasts should’ve been on here yesterday. I will now fall on my sword.
Justin Bieber finally got his Comedy Central Roast and has promised to stop screaming in the middle of the supermarket. For the next five minutes. The clock starts now.
Chrissy Teigen poses topless for a photo shoot with John Legend because apparently marriage isn’t an joyless prison where happiness goes to die.
Full Disclosure: Emma Stone and Jennifer Aniston are making this gallery look way more exciting than it really is. I genuinely feel bad tricking you with it.
Genevieve Morton’s giant breasts and some other people at last night’s Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Celebration.
The other people at the Grammys who didn’t get their own posts. Pity them. Pity their lowly lot in life.
Are you having a good time at the Super Bowl? Well, Kanye West isn’t because motherfuckers in castles never smiled. FUCK YOU!