The Awards of the Academy!
Manolo says, ayyyyyy! This was perhaps the most boring Awards of the Academy ever! All of the ladies were in red, all of the gentlemens in black, all of the Jon Stewarts in tedious.
But, fear not, dear friends, there is some small grist for our celebrity mill.
For the example…
Ms. Wilma Flintsone and her richly deserved award.
Vision of the future red carpet, circa 2035 AD, Mr. Tom Cruise and Ms. Katie Holmes.
Best Actor Nominee, Mr. Mole.
Finally, the Manolo has the suggestion for next year’s master of the ceremony, someone whose lively personality and ready wit would undoubtedly make for the ceremony one no one would ever forget…
Comments
LadyKalessia 17 years ago
Still, you have to admit, that is a lovely frock coat on Mr. Mole, and of a quality rarely seen these days.
roz 17 years ago
So where are the million dollar shoes on Diablo exactly?
roz 17 years ago
OMG I just followed that link. Busey is CRAZY! Poor Jennifer Garner.
deirdre 17 years ago
hahaha! excellent post.
me 17 years ago
When you say that Mickey Rooney has more class and talent, you actually mean no class or talent, right? I know he’s from another generation and blah, blah, blah, but it’s hard to overlook his oh-so-nuanced (racist) portrayal, in yellowface (!), of Mr. Yunioshi in “Breakfast at Tiffany’s,” and his wonderfully sensitive description of African Americans as, what was it again? Colored? Negro?
However, if you’re trying to say that Tom has less than no class, then I understand completely. It’s so hard to determine tone online.
raincoaster 17 years ago
Viggo’s frock coat brings all the girls to the yard.
Amy 17 years ago
Ahem, Manolo…I believe it is *Kate* Holmes, not *Katie.* Watch yourself. Tom might see your error.
Phalene 17 years ago
Mr. Mole has neo-victorian hotness. He looks like the stern but jolly upper-middle class family man of the later part of the previous-previous century, the sort that takes coffee in a cafe with his friends and supports his daughter as she breaks into university. And he paints.
Molls 17 years ago
That’s not Wilma Flinstone, that’s Betty Rubble.
The Travel Diva 17 years ago
Good grief! Is he drunk, high or pulling a “Margo Kidder?”
raincoaster 17 years ago
I certainly wouldn’t say no if Viggo offered me a quick frock.
teapunk 17 years ago
With Mr Mole, it is not the outside what matters, it is what is on the inside. Like good books and wine.
stylebyme 17 years ago
Good post. : )