If you haven’t heard by now, wading through the news of the Royal Wedding and their Royal Wedded Bliss, Mad Men‘s January Jones is with child. My first thoughts, seriously, when I heard this news? That this unborn child better not be the offspring of my boyfriend, Adrien Brody. I mean, remember back when it was rumored that Adrien had some kind of obvious lapse in judgment and allegedly hooked up with Jones? She’s been on the DL with her dating, or in this case, as she’s professing to be a ‘pregnant single mom,’ fucking, so the dad really could be anyone, but she’s remaining tight-lipped as to who her baby daddy is. I wonder if she knows. Hell, I wonder if whoever HE is knows.
Uh, congrats. Just don’t let me find out that daddy dearest is Adrien Brody, or I’m going to snit the fuck out.
I know it’s probably just breaking your little heart that we’re taking a break from our Royal Wedding coverage to talk about a douchecan like Charlie Sheen, but it’s just gotta be done. Charlie, who’s been wicked erratic in his assertions that CBS wants him back, and that he doesn’t want to go back, but then he DOES want to go back, but anyway – Chuck Lorre, creator of Two and a Half Men states that the show’s going to go on – without Charlie Sheen.
So of course, Charlie wrote a long-winded rant about how awesome he is and how Chuck Lorre and those at CBS are, like, total turds, and the show won’t survive without him. The letter is pretty scathing, and I’d probably cry if it were sent to me (tears OF LAUGHTER, that is), and it just totally reinforces the idea that Charlie Sheen is self-centered, delusional, and dangerously crazy.
Ah wedding dresses. Or rather, wedding dresses of people who don’t bat an eye when it comes to dropping a small fortune on them. Above and below, you see the various wedding fashions dating back to the, like, early part of the twentieth century, all the way to today.
The kiss is just about at the minute mark, and the rest of the clip is basically just a bunch of royals on the balcony at Westminster Abbey waving and egging the crowd on while watching the Queen look like she wants to kick some little boy ass.
I know, I know. I said I was going to just stop this madness, but I can’t help it. I mean, I said I wasn’t going to eat the rest of that chocolate bunny head last night, but what happened? TOTALLY FUCKING ATE IT.
That’s what this wedding is like. I promised myself I’d stay away from it, but here I am. Sneakily at it, fearing that someone’s going to catch me gorging myself on something that’s just soooo bad, but you just can’t tear yourself away from it.
I love how Kate had a REALLY HARD TIME keeping a stoic face, and you just KNOW she was thinking about how many McQueen fashions and Louboutins she was going to be able to buy in the coming months. No, I’m kidding. She was totally thinking about how crazy it was going to be to shag later tonight as an official Princess.
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