It's as if they both simultaneously had premonitions of impending heart-attacks earlier in the day and they've decided to dress themselves in such a way (for maximum scalpular efficiency) that they'd be ever ready to be plonked onto a hospital bed and wheeled into the operating chamber for heart surgery. Please calm down ladies, if you're ever wheeled towards a heart surgeon who doesn't possess the capabilities to open shirt buttons, I'd firmly suggest you try another hospital.
And seriously, when even Lady Gaga fans think you look stupid, its time to look for something ELSE to wear!
So is anyone else out there just as excited as I am for NINE? I usually hate musicals with a passion during and after watching them in theatres but somehow I never learn.
My good friend Tom Ford is on GQ this month.
He's my receding-hairline hero! I'm not sure if its even legal for that much forehead to look that awesome but my very own huge forehead approves of this magnificence. Not so much the weird sunglasses that kinda makes me think of tangled bikini tops.
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