My apologies for the late posting, but I've been otherwise detained (ahem). I'm actually on my way out to meet my friend for dinner, so the remainders of the posts will be further delayed. Sorry. I'm just trying to get you used to it, since once Sundance starts it'll be like this every day. :)
My favorite part of this picture (aside from all the women wearing black...were they in mourning for having to deal with TC?) is Whoopi's body language. It's as though she's saying, "This freak better not even think of getting close to me."
This is Jessica Alba. Wow, getting married and having a baby don't seem to be working for her. Blech.
Hey Brad! Take the next left and then the first right and you'll be at my place. OK? Great. See you then.
That's right, Suri, take the cookie and the doll and you'll never remember that scary man who calls himself your father.
Now, if your monstrous purse is bigger than your itty bitty dog, then I believe your priorities are all messed up. I'm just saying.
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