There’s an endless stream of starlets to be judged and outfits to be torn apart.
There’s an endless stream of starlets to be judged and outfits to be torn apart.
It’s cold, you’re hungover and bleary-eyed, and your Amy Winehouse arm tattoos haven’t quite faded yet. [Just me?]
In preparation for tonight’s Project Runway finale, let’s take a look back at Season 9, in all its glory.
As Hollywood’s hottest stars pat themselves on the backs for being just so fabulous, let’s knock them down a peg with our judgmental bitchery.
There are so many more thin, rich bitches to judge, dear readers. Let’s not waste time with pleasantries.
I know you’ve missed your weekly fashion recaps, dear readers, so grab your snuggie and a cappuccino.
I hope you’re ready for a true bitch fest, dear readers, because this Diva sure as hell is.
I can’t thank you enough for your patience, dear readers. Once in awhile, blogging takes a back seat to law school. But enough about me.