Now, anyone who knows me, and knows Car Crash Culture, knows that I love Angelina Jolie.
I was vehemently defending her the other day when a friend and I were having a conversation about who is more inspirational/gorgeous/all round awesome – Angelina or Cheryl Cole.
Anyway, I wander from my original point which is, I love Angelina Jolie. I’d probably worship her all the more fervently if she experimented more with colour, but you catch my drift.
Continue reading “Angelina Jolie is a very good person, in case you didn’t realise” →
Ok, I’m going to admit that when this picture popped up on my screen I actually gasped and said: “OH. MY GOD.”
And that means I should really re-evaluate my life, I suppose.
But, talk about drastic! Perhaps it’s an expression of her being liberated from ever having to play Hermione Granger again? Her way of saying: “Look world, I am a serious actress now. And while you’re at it send a few more high fashion modelling contracts my way please as I clearly possess exquisite bone structure that can pull off any style.”
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Seriously, how on earth is this woman 50 years old?
The Twilight franchise is like junk food for my head. It’s like looking at a big, sugary donut and you crave it, so you eat it, but afterwards you feel a bit guilty and sick and think you really shouldn’t eat one again any time soon. But then of course you do.
The films in particular are a total sugar-crash for my mind. They seem like a really good idea at first, but by the time I’m halfway through I’m sort of waiting for it to end and feeling sort of silly for getting so excited over scenes of saccharine teenage love in the first place.
But I went to see Eclipse last night with about 500 other loons who thought it was worth going to see in the middle of the night and actually really enjoyed it and think I probably could watch it again without asking myself “why!?” afterwards.
Continue reading “Car Crash Review: Eclipse” →
Well, okay – the daughter of Madonna isn’t quite your average 13 year old.
For a start, Madonna’s her mum. So if you believe everything you read she was never allowed to watch TV or eat sweets growing up and she’s supposed to be exceptionally clever with a wise-beyond-her-years head for business and fashion.
Oh, and she’s drop-dead-gorgeous.
So, when I heard she’s got her own fashion line and had started up a blog I wondered what on earth this exceptionally savvy young creature with the unconventional upbringing would convey to the world.
Continue reading “Lourdes is just like any other teenager” →
How so very much Amanda Seyfried looks like Michelle Pfeiffer.
They could easily be mother and daughter!