Honestly, Jamie, I don’t have a lot of experience, but I’m fairly certain that we could hire my dog to style you and come out with better results. Right now it looks like he puked on your shower curtain and you wore it on the red carpet, so I don’t think we have any way to go down from here.
I mean, John Mayer looks like he just stepped off the set of Grease and he looks better than you do. You’re single now, Jamie. You can’t get away with this shit anymore. Hire a stylist, baby.
Everyone and their brother showed up in freakin’ Ledyard, Connecticut to celebrate the opening of MGM there.
I think I saw that dress on the clearance rack at CitiTrends.
It’s just an eighties homage that sadly misfired. Her heart was in the right place, though.
I feel sorry for Jamie-Lynn Sigler. Growing up on the Sopranos will give her a twisted view of her place in the world and now the cold harsh reality of not having a career will crush her.
Did you see her in “Call Me: The Rise and Fall of Heidi Fleiss”? So bad.