The end of Round 2 is upon us, dearest divas.
Let’s finish this shit up.
Let’s finish up this goddamn thing already.
Yes, I am aware that the Emmys were
a month ago twenty-six infinitely fatiguing news cycles ago. But since everyone I know has felt like they’re having a low-grade panic attack for the past week straight, don’t we deserve a little bit of mindless frivolity?
Nothing keeps the winter weather at bay quite lot a nice hot dose of judgmental bitchery.
Welcome to 2016, divas! Let’s start the year off with a bang.
This week, bitches got shit DONE in black and white.
Welcome to the fashion industry’s favorite self-congratulatory ego-fest!
The polls are open and the judgment starts NOW.
The fourth bracket is ready and waiting for your judgment, dear readers.