Oui.

I just found my new favorite blog.   It’s called I Want To Be a Roitfeld.   I don’t believe that the blog owner really and truly wants to be a Roitfeld, though.  Truth be told, the Roitfelds are  a rather weird-looking slutbomb of a family!   But they’re wealthy and fashion-people want to keep their company.

P.S.  Check out Mama Roitfeld’s shoes!   Hot!

Nice Outfit, Bozzers

As we all know, Bozzers has been hidden away in Louisiana the past few weeks working on a movie (unlike some people we know named Orlando and Bloom).   But she emerged from the swamps, briefly, at a Britney Spears concert the other night.   Here she is with what appears to be a rather pleasant human being.     

Bozzers looks like someone tried to crumple her up and throw her away just as one would do with trash. 

‘Tis sadness.

A Night Of Unmitigated Phuckery

First off, I would like to congratulate Jamie Hince on his successful transmutation from a Scarf Monster into a rock-a-billy high school principal.  Second, I would like to thank Katers MOss for mentioning that L’Heure Bleue was one of her favorite perfumes.  Because I love Katers so, I bought the liquid trash without even bothering to smell it first.   I trusted her and that was a mistake.  Katers is a re-re bytch-phace with broken olfactory system or something.   That stuff was, and is, nasty.

Back to the point of this post.   Kate presented a dumb ass GQ award  to a dumbass Lilly Allen the other night and as they were leaving the stage, the phugly host of the evening whose name I don’t even know, implied that he’d boinked Mossers at some point in his life.

Foul!   As if Mossers would ever tap his slinky and greasy, phugly ass. 

Mossers got all angry (as is only to be expected), and said that he was “ephing rude” and that she wasn’t coming back to  ”these phucking award shows.”  Then she proceeded to leave.   She came back though, briefly, as she had misplaced her lipstick.   Or something like that!  I am paraphrasing here.   Some slutcracker got the whole thing on film; click the source tab if you want to see it because there is no real way in hell that I am wasting my time linking this mess.

Sorcery

 

Shag or Gag?

 

Today is the birthday of a wondrous woman named Master Tsukai.  Master Tsukai is a professional, a wife, a mother, and the originator of some of the most glorious photos of Paul Banks and Daniel Kessler playing their (musical) instruments that the world has ever seen.  I kid you not. 

In honor of Master Tsukai’s birthday, I present her (and the rest of you slutters) with a shag or gag? on Beto Cuevas.   He is the lovechild of the strange triad of Adam Lambert, Jared Leto, and Count Dracula. 

Haaappy Birthday, Master Tsukai!