July 29, 2005

Unbreak My Heart

Remember this?

No mas.


Posted by Ilyka at July 29, 2005 07:16 PM in trivia | TrackBack

Those eyebrows are definitely now wrong for her -- she needs to rethink her plucking strategy (like, stop plucking), and that hair style -- such as it is -- is too young for her. When your face is fallen like that you need to do something upswept -- or at least go short-short -- a nice pixie cut, but leave some hair on top, a few bangs... and she should quit dying her hair; even if the natural color is something boring like that mouse color at least it will be natural not some brassy blond job. Sure she'll still be wrinkly and saggy but she'll look a little more dignified. All without the knife. And oh yes, no more sleeveless dresses. She probably has that dangly underarm fat as well.

Hollywood should hire me.

Posted by: Andrea Harris at July 30, 2005 06:28 AM

And the botox must stop. The eyebrows, in addition to being completely pencilled-in, have been YANKED by surgery into ridiculous position and arch.

It really bums me out; there was no one I wanted to look more like than her back in the day. Ooh, and I wouldn't have minded stealing either of her boyfriends.

Posted by: ilyka at July 30, 2005 06:44 AM

Baryshnikov, yes, but Sam Shepard always gave me the creeps.

Posted by: Andrea Harris at July 31, 2005 01:43 AM

She doesn't look so bad. A little botox, some collegen, an eye job, better make-up and she'll look just like susan.

Posted by: kma at August 2, 2005 02:47 AM

Who the FUCK gets cheek implants? I mean BESIDES the retardely stupid Hollyweird types?

Cheek. Implants.


Jessica. WTF, dude?!

Posted by: Margi at August 2, 2005 03:20 AM

What do you think of assplants? It's true! It's true! I saw it on the news. Some local guy had it done. Don't ask.

Posted by: kma at August 2, 2005 08:12 PM

Baryshnikov, yes, but Sam Shepard always gave me the creeps.

When I lived in SF, I always ran into Shepard wandering around North Beach drunk. Ten years later, I'm in Sienna, and who do I run into, but Shepard wandering around drunk. My friend said something to him and he invited us for coffee. He was very, very, nice, seemed a bit lonely, and of course, was drunk.

Posted by: kma at August 2, 2005 08:17 PM