Manolo says, on the face lift.
Manolo loves the shoes!
Honestly, she is getting closer to Hairless Smashed-In Persian Cat Face every day. Gah.
One or two more facelifts and those eyes without a face will be vertical. Gah indeed!
Arrest that woman! The Scream, the painting it is recovered!
Thank you, desertwind, for the link. It made the Annalucia laugh; in fact it is the only thing that prevented her from clapping her hands over her eyes and running away screaming from the photo.
Don’t you get the sense that there is some elaborate pully system pulling her face back and that the cleavage is painted in daily?
Now, now; The Zippy always swings a hammer dressed like the Joan. The Zipsters’ face is as it should be; the Zip has no need for the plastic touch to feel real.
As usual, many have let the face and the cleavage distract them from what is really important. Those slick pants, you will notice, are designed to instantly shed sawdust and other construction debris.
Das Boots thinks that if you socialize too much with the Jocelyn Wildenstein, you begin to take on the scary characteristics.
Back in the day…(and never mind the cleavage or other fashion faux pas) …if I saw a sight like that on *my* site, she’d soon be wearing gloves, a hardhat, a dust mask, and set to work tossing tag-ends of 2x4s into the dumpster. It’s clearly the limit of her utility in the carlentry biz. Where’d she learn to hold a hammer? Harvard, maybe?
Also, the hardhat and dust mask would help save *my* eyes.
“carpentry”, not “carlentry”.
(Lessee…”carlentry”: the class-2 felony consisting of renting cars under the “Alamo” banner. Yeah, that works for me….)
Not to worry. The plastic visage of the Joan Rivers is secured with arc welding. I panic at the thought of sudden droppage of the buttocks lift. A good squeeze will do it. And then what? The end of civilization as we know it.
She frightens me so much, that I to go to the vending machine, and partake of the Twix bar.
Like she’s ever picked up a hammer in her life, except maybe to help during the nose jobs.
Careful–with that many facelifts your jaw will fly open every time you sit down.
Anyone call for a useless venom spewing celebrity hag? Wearing leather pants for a charity house building photo op? I’m sorry…..it’s just so hard to live a real life and have people like this out there somewhere using up my oxygen….things are getting blurry, no wait! that’s just the lens filter, the Joan 200XX as it’s called in the trades….