From floral wreaths to spiky crowns to beaded hoods to halos, headpieces were the favored accessory of the evening. They’re so crown; bow down, bitches.
Let’s keep the party going.
Welcome back, bitches! Let’s finish up these damn Grammys.
Farewell, Cannes 2017! We hardly knew ye, and yet ye also lasted for like eight thousand years.
Every actress and model in the French Riviera turned out to say happy birthday to Cannes.
A tribute to those who attempted the theme, took a leap of faith, and failed spectacularly.
Welcome back, motherfuckers!
Because if the starlets don’t give any fucks, neither should we.
Welcome to the VMAs! I might be too old to watch them, but no one’s ever too old to judge them. Also, I think it goes without saying that this post is mildly NSFW, because, you know, Miley.
Time to head to Paris. (And Rome. Apparently you’re allowed to have couture shows outside France? Who knew?)