This is what Demi wore to Thursday night’s Ferragamo Spring/Summer Runway Collection and VIP dinner in Los Angeles, and I can’t even believe I’m saying this, but she looks good. … Actually, no. She looks great, and it pains me to say so, because before I even saw this picture, my husband and I were kind of mocking her over breakfast this morning.
See, it was all toast and coffee and Carnation Instant Breakfast, and then we got to talking about how Demi’s this fifty-some year-old twit with the mentality of a fourteen-year-old girl (oh, you know, like … of her daughters, maybe?), and basically, it’s because she’s so rich and useless and she’s got all this time on her hands to just be a moron. But wait—that was my husband’s point of view, which I vehemently disagreed with. No, I think Demi’s the way Demi is because Demi’s got some serious issues, emotionally and possibly mentally, as well. We all know Demi’s history with substance abuse and how it dates back even to the eighties, so there’s stuff going on there that we can’t just blame on boredom, you know? Breakfast chat. Love it.
But hey! How about them legs, huh? Because those are some legs, guys. Legs for days.