Jun
12
See that pleasantly surprised expression on Sarah Larson's face? The one that says, as she turns to look back at us, 'are you seeing this too??'
That's the look you get when you've become known as 'that girl on George Clooney's arm.' And then he dumps you for getting breast implants, and you are stricken with a deep panic, fearing that you will have to go back to pouring a jack and coke down some broke gambler's shirt after he grabs your ass for the tenth time that night. But then. You go to the Ivy. And like a cloud from heaven, the paparazzi appear. George Clooney's arm is nowhere in sight, the cameras are clicking, the fans are forming, and finally, god damnit, you have arrived.
Until Lindsay Lohan pulls up in her girlfriend's car, paparazzi scamper like mice to a tastier bread crumb, and you are left cursing the 'talentless' little witch for stealing your well-earned glory.
Forget the fact that by your third or fourth Ivy visit, the leftover residue from your 'famous' relationship will have been sopped up by media whoring, the modeling promises will fall off, and not even that tourist from Mississippi will be asking for your autograph (second thumbnail below). Oh, the Hollywood tragedy.
But wait, there's always Playboy. Or sugar daddy #2...
That's the look you get when you've become known as 'that girl on George Clooney's arm.' And then he dumps you for getting breast implants, and you are stricken with a deep panic, fearing that you will have to go back to pouring a jack and coke down some broke gambler's shirt after he grabs your ass for the tenth time that night. But then. You go to the Ivy. And like a cloud from heaven, the paparazzi appear. George Clooney's arm is nowhere in sight, the cameras are clicking, the fans are forming, and finally, god damnit, you have arrived.
Until Lindsay Lohan pulls up in her girlfriend's car, paparazzi scamper like mice to a tastier bread crumb, and you are left cursing the 'talentless' little witch for stealing your well-earned glory.
Forget the fact that by your third or fourth Ivy visit, the leftover residue from your 'famous' relationship will have been sopped up by media whoring, the modeling promises will fall off, and not even that tourist from Mississippi will be asking for your autograph (second thumbnail below). Oh, the Hollywood tragedy.
But wait, there's always Playboy. Or sugar daddy #2...
Po co dużo gadać po próżnicy... Bardzo dobrze napisany materiał. Wpadłam tu przez przypadek szukając paru rzeczy w Google, ale masz we mnie od dziś wiernego czytelnika :) siema
I love your wp template, wherever would you down load it from?
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