I. Just. Can’t. Stand. Her. Every time I see her concave body tightly stitched into some designer red carpet gown I just want to force a tub of Ben & Jerry’s down her gob. And then keep it shut, so she can’t do that pouty thing that seems to come oh so naturally to her.
Viewed sideways she needs every inch of a huge Victoriana hat from her by what must be vast collection by now in order to actually have a profile. Viewed sideways, she could easily be mistaken for a rather tall tree with only leaves on top, that’d be her, ahem, cascading curls in reality. The full frontal is a Wes Craven poster in itself! All startled bunny eyes and open mouth; a look practised by, no doubt, oh so many trying to get in the adult film industry.
Close your mouth, Love! Please! And don’t, DON’T open it again if all you’re going to do is moan that you’ve been trying for 10years to put weight on and that people just don’t understand that you’re ‘naturally thin’. Phooey! You are that thin because, perhaps being an actress, you can’t operate a telephone and dial Domino’s. You’re that thin because maybe, maybe the McDonald’s Drive Thro menu confuses you! Or else you’re sorely mistaken that ‘twiglet’ is an attractive look!
You’d look so much better if you looked as though you ate more than twice a month. Maybe then you’d be able to close your mouth and not automatically catch some flies and blame the extra calories on an accident.