I’m a bit late on the Teen Choice Awards coverage, but whatever – it’s not like anything’s happened in Kristen Stewart’s life since then, right? I mean, unless she got caught having an affair with a married father of two young children and Robert Pattinson is currently in the process of moving out of the apartment he and Kristen share together or something . . .
The Supreme Court of High Fashion in session, bitches.
Another week, another set of starlets to judge mercilessly.
It’s too fucking hot to leave the building (at least in the great humid swamp that is Washington, D.C.), so stay in the air conditioning and predict the future of the red carpet.
“I don’t care about the voracious, starving shit-eaters,” Kristen says in her Vanity Fair interview, referencing fashion critics like myself. To prove to us all how little she cares about fashion, she pranced around in tens of thousands of dollars worth of couture lingerie in Paris to be photographed by one of the most famous fashion photographers on earth. Because that’s … not caring about fashion?
Welcome back, dear readers! Let’s check in on our favorite starlets.
Welcome to one of the least-fashionable red carpet events of the year! After the VMAs, the Movie Awards bring out the tackiest or dullest qualities in every star’s style.
Welcome back to your regularly scheduled programming, dear readers.
The Cannes Film Festival has come to a close, so let’s close out our fabulous red carpet coverage with an extra dose of bitchery.
Believe it or not, there is a world outside the Cannes Film Festival, and it’s chock full of starlets to judge.
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