Because a music industry event without nudity is like a week without a weekend.
Mmmm. Another batch of delicious Mockingjay red-carpety goodness.
Don’t cry because it’s (almost) over. Smile because you won’t have to keep getting annoyed every time you realize that this movie has both a colon AND a dash in its title, which is just completely bananas.
God, how I’d love for this show to surprise me, just once. And not by having Tim Gunn say the F word again.
Welcome to the Final Four, dear readers.
Welcome back! Let’s get “avant-garde,” except not really at all.