We have Kids’ Choice, Teen’s Choice, Critics’ Choice… I feel like we need a Cranky Old Adults’ Choice just to make sure we get maximum specificity.
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We have Kids’ Choice, Teen’s Choice, Critics’ Choice… I feel like we need a Cranky Old Adults’ Choice just to make sure we get maximum specificity.
[Photos: Getty]
I was going to say, “I don’t know why I bother to watch these things,” but that would be a lie: I DVR them SPECIFICALLY so that we can all have a laugh at whatever hopeless shenanigans are passing for Exciting. New Year’s Eve. Entertainment. It’s like the universe wants to remind us all that the calendar may change, but fug is forever.
[Photos: Splash, my phone]
Heidi Klum’s big bash is on the actual night of Halloween, but we’ve had a couple low-level parties in the run-up to the main event, and the outfits they’ve produced are exactly as you might expect: nudity, bad wigs, and Scott Disick carrying an ax.
[Photos: WENN, Splash, Fame/Flynet, Pacific Coast News]
JOSH: HELLO LOS ANGELES! WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE!
FERGIE: YEAH YEAH YEAH, TARZAN, SWING THROUGH MY JUNGLE!
JOSH: Shh, stop it. Ahem. HOW’S EVERYBODY DOING TONIGHT? Are YOU ready to ROOOOOCK?
FERGIE: I’m ready for you to rock MY ages, baby!
JOSH: No! You’re doing it wrong. That’s not sexy, that’s just weird.
FERGIE: Um…?
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Fugs and… Fugs: The NewNowNext Awards
As far as I can tell, most of the attendees were not particularly new, only partially now, and probably not next. But whatever. Hardly anyone at the Oscars is actually named Oscar, so I can’t really quibble.
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