Golden Globes Fug Carpet: Drew Barrymore

Oh, Drew. I’m glad you’re having a good time, at least:

Having that kind of a good attitude can get a girl through all kinds of problems: break-ups, job drama, having people make fun of your hair on the Internets…

So I’m sure you’ll be able to take it in stride when I point out that while I kind of appreciate how delicate your dress is, and — after thinking about it — I think it’s rather interesting and kind of pretty on the whole, YOUR HAIR IS CRAZY.  And I LOVE big hair. But this isn’t big hair, or even Big Hair. It is BIG-ASS HAIR. You look like you flew to the ceremony via hang-glider, or are traveling solely by tornado, or — as Heather said to me when we first saw this — as if you were SHOT OUT OF A CANNON. Which, in fairness, would have been an unforgettable way to arrive at any event, so I hope that’s the explanation, truly.

PS: You also seemed extra….let’s say “dippy” last night, if I may be so bold. This may be why, for example, Evel Knievel always wore a helmet. You know. I’m just saying.