Let’s finish up this goddamn thing already.
A tribute to those who attempted the theme, took a leap of faith, and failed spectacularly.
“Basic Bitches at the Met Gala” has become an annual tradition at Democracy Diva Headquarters. Here, that phrase knows no gender – only the brutal, existential torture of seeing extremely wealthy/extremely famous/extremely beautiful people completely waste life’s precious opportunities to be fabulous.
Our Met Gala coverage kicks off with the celebrities who did too much blow and thought they were at the Oscars!
Let’s finish this shit up.
My laptop is sort of working again! Let’s celebrate by continuing to be judgmental bitches!
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?
And we’re back.
You didn’t think I’d forgotten about you, did you?
It’s the most wonderful time of the year.