Prissy Puffy Princess Pants

Puff Daddy... P Diddy... Puffy... Fagboy... Whoever the hell you are... You scare me. I mean, not because you look like you have been slapped up side the head by a Down's Syndrome stick but because DUDE!? What is wrong with you? You need to be knocked up side the head with a humble stick. You're not cute. And I'm TOTALLY on Team Tupac.

Where is PETA when you need them? THIS... is not fake fur. When he isn't bitching about the price of gas forcing him to ride in his private jet less, he is wearing massive, expensive dead animals. Some guy.



And when he isn't wearing the massive dead animal draped over his body, he is draping his naked toddler daughters over it to pose for pictures... All the while he is looking quite proud of himself. Celebrity Yuck.

Someone staple that dead critter to his perfectly coiffed head. Please? Better yet, let's see his prissy ass in a cage with a relative of that Bear he's wearing.

Put some clothes on, girlfriend...

I really have to say that it makes me uncomfortable to be nasty about someone I know absolutely nothing about. But, since this is a celeb gossip/fashion site, I've been given automatic forgiveness for cattiness.



I know this is old news, but seriously... How could she not know that her frankentit was hanging out for the whole world to see? Tara, get some press for doing something outstanding. Feed a hungry child... save a rainforest... flash those ugly boobies at a lonely homeless man... do something worthwhile.

I just don't get her. What exactly has she done to deserve press? She isn't talented. She isn't especially smart, witty, cute, or fun to look at. She gets press for walking around in bathing suits, drinking, and sucking up oxygen. Paps, we get it: She's had botched surgery and she spends too much time in the sun. Next?

I've missed you

I've been gone for awhile, and I've missed ya. And you've missed me too, eh? You bettah!

I only get a vacation once every blue moon, so I won't be breaking off like that too often.

Now, where were we?

I went to some pretty rockin' shops in Tampa while on vacation, and besides that I had a love affair with some Coach handbags at the Coach store, I did fall in love and now pledge some allegiance to a store I'd never met: Charlotte Russe. Talk about affordable, hip, and well made... I'm head over heels. If you live in a big city, you're laughing at me because you already knew the trendy sexy that Charlotte Russe is. But if you're a small town frugal fashinionista like myself-- go check out the site, or the store if you're lucky enough to have one near you. While you're there, make sure you remember that Christmas is nearly 2 months away and I want these, and those sexy red shoes above if I'm not pushing my luck too much:


Better yet, just go buy yourself something, My Magpie Friend, and then stop back back by to rub it in my face.

Tah-tah for the time being...

I thought I might get a chance to do another post before I leave for my vacation, but it looks like my time is up. I'm actually leaving my computer at home until I get back!

I will be home again on the 1st of October, so I'll be back to the beautiful world of blogging soon after.

XXX,

Stepherz

Someone hold me...

...I'm scared. Normally I don't get a kick out of making fun of the way a person looks because, obviously, I have a teensy bit more depth than that. Come on. My momma taught me that it wasn't nice to stare. But there are a few exceptions I allow myself: Victoria Beckwad and Jocelyn Wildenstein.

But GeezeFarginLouise. What the heck are you supposed to do? This woman is crazy looking, and I don't care which commandments I broke saying it. I feel better making a bit of light out of this knowing that this crazy cat actually spent MONEY doing this to herself. If it were a birth defect, I'd do the whole, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Poor gal." But this crazy bitch spent 4 million dollars to scare the shit out of me. And I'm taking that shit personal!

I mean, aren't there hungry children somewhere? A church in the deep south that needs painting? An elderly woman who needs her furnace fixed? Four Million Dollars, Y'all! What kind of good could you do with that kind of money? And that 4 mill was just a Farmer John in the wind for her compared to the money she has sitting in savings. Jocelyn. Woman? Do something good with your money, Girlfriend. Buy me a Coach purse or something.

I'm going to pull 4 million out of my back pocket right now to hire a criminal to hot glue a freddie krueger mask on her ass. You can thank me for saving the planet later.




Homegranny has a nice body though. BaM! Go on with your bad self, Jocelyn. Go right on over to Coach.com and buy me that extra large Zoe in cream and the Delphine Python.

Bitch Please

I got the biggest kick out of seeing these two hos hamming it up for the cameras at Fashion Week. Are they for real? I'm glad they don't know how ridiculous they look, otherwise we wouldn't get such a "mayja" laugh.

Doesn't JLo know she shouldn't sit next to that skinny ass twit? I mean, I wouldn't sit next to her! Not only does she make everyone within 5 miles of her look fat, but can you imagine how bad those chocolate frappachino enema farts smell? She doesn't eat through her mouth, ya know, cause eating through your mouth means weight gain. Better out than in, I always say.

Doesn't lil miss prissy pants look likes she's needing a "mayja" passing of air? She needs something. A meatloaf sandwich, some weave, and a good roll in the hay with that boy toy of hers.

If Victoria smiled, that frigid face of hers would crack right off and a piece of it might fly into JLo's eye. Now that would start a fight I'd pay my husband's whole paycheck to see. Two crazy ass frigid fake has been hos dukin' it out at Fashion Week! Nevermind the runways, let's get some boxing rings up in that bitch.

I know who dressed me...

Lindsay has a cute sense of style, I think. She has got one of those figures that can do no wrong-- voluptuous and fit. I like her as much dressed up as down and she's definitely one of my favorite celebrities right now.

To be honest, I wouldn't have paired anything blue with denim. Red, yes. But I've never thought to do blue. But BAM! Lindsay did it and did it well. She's one of Hollywood's Best Dressed, so I trust her.

Here's a cheap(er) version of Lindsay's sexy little denim dress with electric blue heels...

Mudshark Streetwear denim dress for $127.00 (eep! not so thrifty but oh so sexy)

The shoes are SUPER thrifty though, so you can justify the dress...

$21.80 at Forever21.com