Dear Coachella,
Thank you for bringing the crazy. Never leave us.
Love,
People Who Love The Crazy
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Dear Coachella,
Thank you for bringing the crazy. Never leave us.
Love,
People Who Love The Crazy
[Photos: Getty, WENN, Pacific Coast News, Splash, and Fame/Flynet]
The good news is, this isn’t a jumpsuit — it’s a shirt and pants. So I don’t feel as wrong about the fact that I’m strangely attracted to this.
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I continue to reject the fact that the SciFi Channel changed its name to SyFy. I KNOW it happened a long time ago, but it continues to be pure ridiculousness. Although now I get to refer to it as “Siffy,” which is fun. Not as fun as the RhinoRaffe –or whatever marauding animal mash-up they plan to unleash upon us next, ideally in a movie starring, like, Dustin Diamond and Judd Nelson as feuding zoologists — but still.
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Is it wrong that I love this?
I mean, I don’t love it in the “I must have this!” sense. I love it in the “this is ridiculous and over-the-top and it pleases me” way. It is hilarious. She looks like she’s a soap opera villainess attending the funeral of her most hated rival, at which she plans to invite the deceased’s husband on a trip to Leg City. It is a stupid delight.
What do you think?
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Fugs and Fabs: Everyone Else at the Call Me Crazy Premiere Not Named Jennifer Aniston
So I think Call Me Crazy is a movie about mental illnesses, which is a very important and serious topic, but given that it is Lifetime we’re talking about, I REALLY hoped it was actually about five women who snapped and killed people/threw people down a well/stabbed cheerleaders with vegetable peelers/ stalked their former lovers/ stole people’s identities. Come on, Lifetime. We need a Mother, May I Sleep With Danger? for the 21st century.
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