Showing posts with label Leotards and/or Underwear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Leotards and/or Underwear. Show all posts

Monday, March 2, 2009

Paul Rudd > Tom Ford. That's Your Mathematics of the Day.

Paul Rudd is my #1 Man-Crush Now
Tom Ford is still my husband's #1 Man-Crush
(Oops. He may kill me now.)

Vanity Fair Magazine is re-enacting its photo of Tom Ford with naked Scarlett Johannson and Keira Knightly from a couple years ago and replaced it with one of Paul Rudd and Jonah Hill, Seth Rogan and that dude from that "Forgetting Sarah-whatever-it-was-called" movie. Thank the Lord those other dorks are leotarded. Bleh.
Anyway! I love Paul Rudd. Hilarious? Check. Oh, so handsome? Check. Awesome with the sexy 80's dancing? Check and MATE. Check this video from The Daily Show.





I die. (Yes, I used Rachel "Raisinface" Zoe's trademarked catchphrase because I'm a goon like that.)

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Katie and Suri. Sigh.

Katie Holmes and her giant toddler in NYC today.

I have so many thoughts racing through my head, I just don't know where to begin. Katie's questionable outift? The fact that Stinkfoot Suri is wearing jeans and socks and an $800 Burberry coat? Hey! Where's her Little Giraffe blanky? (Okay, so I just bought one for Felix, SO WHAT??)

Katie? Just put on a little lipstick, dear.