And somewhere, Ken Paves is crying.
Whether they are tears of laughter or sorrow I leave entirely up to you.
[Photos: FlynetOnline.com]
And somewhere, Ken Paves is crying.
Whether they are tears of laughter or sorrow I leave entirely up to you.
[Photos: FlynetOnline.com]
Kathleen Robertson! You may remember her from her role as Clare on Beverly Hills 90210, on which she was Steve’s beleaguered girlfriend, who Made Him a Better Man before bailing to go to Paris FOREVER. Surely you recall this heart-wrenching moment in Steve’s life. I once had a week about ten years ago in which I ran into her both at Denny’s — at 3 a.m., because this is when I was young — and then the next day at Bloomingdale’s. So what I’m saying is, I’m pretty sure Kathleen Robertson was stalking me once. And I thought I was free from her, but HERE SHE IS:
[Photo: WENN.com]
Judging from the tights, I suspect she may also be moonlighting as a nurse. In the 1950s.
So, I guess Anna Maria Perez de Tagle here is in Hannah Montana?
I also misread a segment of her bio on Wikipedia to say that she had a starring role in something called Coke TV. Apparently, it was actually called CAKE TV — and it was about…crafting? Or something? — but all I know is that being (fictitiously) strung out on blow would explain A LOT about what’s going on here.
In fact, Coke TV could be a powerful tool in the war on drugs, if it existed. Imagine the dramatic reenactments of the dumb stuff people do when cracked out: the bad fashion choices; the stupid relationship dramas; the misguided decisions to go somewhere on a whim with Lindsay Lohan; the unfortunate way your heart explodes and you die; the unfortunate hat you could be wearing when that happens. People would be just saying no all over town.
So, I was up way too late last night. Not doing anything thrilling or scandalous, mind you — mostly, I was watching Top Chef, then playing Pathwords, then eating some cookies, then reflecting that cookies are not a very healthy midnight snack, then re-reading like 100 pages of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (I just hate that Dolores Umbridge) before realizing it was like 2:30 am and I was an idiot. So, anyway, what I’m saying is, I need your help here:
This is Charity Shea, whom you may recognize from the truly awful teen soap The Best Years, on The N. (And you know that if I thought it was truly awful, it was TRULY AWFUL.)
She must have been absent the day The N gathered up all its teen and tween stars and elucidated the different between “a shirt dress” and “a shirt.” Either that, or we’re just catching her between performances of Lumberjacks on Ice!
Modern Fuggily
May of you may be familiar with these photos already, but we certainly can’t let a little something like “the weekend” distract us from a good old-fashioned bout of WTF whiplash.
So. Here is Sofia, wandering around the set of Modern Family on her way to her car, sporting an outfit that really should incite a roiling “tights are not pants” rant, in which I would then share the story of the time I was shopping for a cheap wig at Aah’s and saw a girl wearing nylons as pants. She wasn’t trying on costumes, wasn’t doing anything transitional, just… wearing naught but L’eggs on her legs, white cotton crotch pad flapping in the breeze.
Well, let me tell you, my kingdom for a white cotton crotch pad:
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