Let’s be honest and admit to ourselves that this year’s Emmys coverage peaked with Peter Dinklage struttin’, so let’s bring this puppy in for a landing and always keep those tiny little struttin’ photos in our hearts. On that note, here’s the rest of last night’s red carpet photos featuring a whole bunch of people looking fancy and then Paz de la Huerta who I feel entirely confident saying is dead. She died.
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Bite the head off a bat, Kelly. It did wonders for your old mans career.
Two paper shopping bags please. Keep a lead-lined bag available as an emergency back-up, though. Body is a nine+, face is like a can of smacked arseholes.
Token male content.
Every time I see this chick I’m reminded of that “Are you in special-ed? I mean, are you?” line from “Never Been Kissed.”
Who’s her makeup artist? Greg Nicotero?
I cannot, for the life of me, find the neck bolts!
Paz de la Ouch.
The de-closetedmidgetization process is doing wonders.
Sweet damn Jesus
Do not want. Brings Boardwalk Empire to a screeching, wooden, trout-pouted halt every time she appears on screen. As if that wreck of a show neeeded it.
Want, and I still don’t know why.
Howja call it when you motorboat an ass?
Props to him for sticking to the plain chick. So far.
I’m almost recovering Gift-era hopes. Almost.
She has amazing curves.
Yeap, job. There was nothing wrong with her flatlands version, but this ain’t half bad either.
Hate the dress. In this pic I think she might too.
Hot dress. Not so crazy about her trashing Titanic all the time.
She’s a beautiful girl. I agree that the dress is unflattering. But she’s still radiant in the pic.
The dress!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!