I’m not a fan of Rachel Bilson, so I was totally fine with
her becoming completely irrelevant after The O.C. wrapped its final
season. Then she became Karl Lagerfeld’s
pet project and the face of Magnum Ice Cream and suddenly she has her own show
on The C.W. Why can’t I be Lagerfield’s
pet; we both consider diet Coke to be a sort of life blood and I admire him for
making clean-sheet-day every day. Bilson, that whore.
I vowed to stop eating
those wonderful ice cream treats in protest, but seriously, have you ever had
the white chocolate ones? They make me weak in the knees. So Rinn and I watch Hart of Dixie only to
scoff at Bilson while indulging in the very thing that probably initiated her
comeback. Meh, as long as I have my dessert.
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