Thursday, August 17, 2006
She Keeps the Tabloids Alive
The first half of my cross-country, hour-long phone call with my brother was spent discussing Lindsay Lohan's rack. He didn't know about the tank top pictures from yesterday and I didn't know about the "incredible shrinking" pictures from a ways back. I made the point that those are actually making a case against her having fake ones, because the real problem is when you lose weight and they don't shrink. Clearly amateurs in this line of detective work. We swapped links and snarky remarks, until I came upon the pictures above. Is my job holding me back from finding these things earlier?
Forget Sean Preston being taken away by Social Services - why isn't Linsday in a foster home? Chatting with Mom whilst naked. Coke chillin' on the table. A really heinous bandana. I feel sad in my heart when I think about her delightful British accent in The Parent Trap or even her innocent(ish) "Jingle Bells" dance in Mean Girls. But. I admit that mostly I'm just looking forward to what she could possibly do next.