And a shoes.
And maybe the cute little hats too...
I don't think I'll ever be able to contain my love of tweed.
(I just figured out a minute ago that I actually really love the look of fur.)
And I'm certain I'll never be able to pacify the excitement I feel when a kaleidoscope of colorful tweed and luscious fur knocks me on my overly visual ass.
Thanks a million.
Thoughts & Concerns:
I love Yezzy. Even though this video damn near gave me a killer headache because of 'all of the lights'. I'm getting old aren't I?
I feel bad for Rihanna. She's already mastered the beast known as short hair, and now I think she's confused as to where to go from there. Ronald McDonald is proud. Stiff red weave for everyone!
Kid Cudi's part in this song has always managed to excite me, even though Kid Cudi very often manages to make me dry heave. That red jacket doesn't make me want to vomit, so I guess he gets a free pass.
Where in the shit was Fergie?!
Where in the shit was Alicia Keys?!
Who in the shit knew La Roux was even featured on this song?
Belieber". So how does one create a cover comeback of sorts after being heckled by loyal readers (read: me) for placing a pre-teenage Adonis on it's cover page? Well of course you round up Hollywood's brightest stars, put them all in expensive garment, and stick a crusty old veteran like Robert Duvall somewhere in the mix to pacify the over 40 crowd. Viola! The 17th Annual Vanity Fair Hollywood Issue.