they arrived late for the interview, but that was no surprise.
his girlfriend sat primly in the chair, a sour look on her face. that was no surprise to me. it's the expression she wears anytime the cameras aren't flashing.
she has great hair, she really does. and take a look at her parents. both thin. she's genetically gifted to eat cake and never gain a pound. actually, that's what most of her days consist of. breakfast around noon, hair and makeup, shopping, more hair and makeup, barking orders to her personal assistant, and a night out of eating and drinking too much.
she's the most specious person i've met to date.
he stood, a little uncomfortably, probably embarrassed for her and because of her.
they were together now, had been for 2 solid months, which is practically married by hollywood standards.
of course, he's no angel himself. everyone knows it. but it's all about the angle you take. you can destroy or exalt someone's life in the period of a 300 word "breaking infotainment" news story.
how did i become the pundit on torrid Hollywood affairs?
that's an interview i'll never conduct.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
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