Intergalactic teenage bitchery.
I'm amazed that this is how the costume department dressed the most popular girl in the class. She's delivering primary colors (my least favorite combo) and they're configured in a manner that would be more appropriate on a faraway planet than in a Brooklyn residence. The layers are impossible to comprehend; I'm surmising that the shirt is yellow at the collar and sleeves but then transitions to red somewhere in the middle, but it's entirely possible that the band around her waist is its own garment. No matter what the situation there, it's undeniably ugly. It's even styled poorly: unbutton that top button! And beyond that, she's doing distressing things with paisley (while pairing black with too dark a blue, I might add), and then she's got those sad, scrubby pants on to finish the job. And by "the job," I mean "making me ill."
Looking around for something to judge. The mirror is over there, honey.
Skeptical. She knows I want to ignore her completely.
Sweet mother of mercy, hide the children.
Violence and poly-blend are not the answers, Vanessa.
I can't lose Denise, Clair, and Theo all at once. It's too much to bear.
Hypothetical: what if you drank two shades of dye and some ipecac?
This is his SERIOUS DOCTOR face.
That's not an iPhone, it's a remote control.
Say it with me, children: HOW ARE THEY HIDING PHYLICIA'S PREGNANCY THIS WEEK?
At least this is a plausible activity.
Look at Phylicia's face. She knows this is bullshit.
Stop making her do so many errands! Baby on board, people!
Another one down, another... no, I was going to count how many left, but that's a bad idea. We're not even halfway there. I'll be doing this for a while, though, that's a guarantee. Anyhow, if you're interested in helping me continue this fool's errand, feel free to click on the button below and donate a dollar. I'd appreciate it. I'll even send you a personal email letting you know how much I appreciate it! If you don't want to spend money on me (and who would?), you can also help by spreading the word. Tweeting @BillCosby or liking his Facebook page and then tagging him in a mention of the blog would be ideal. If you can't do that, then just tell your friends to read an entry or two. Every little bit helps.
I'll be back next Monday. Hopefully, so will you. Until then, lovelies.