Shitney never ever fails to amaze and dismay me at the same time: Dismaze - a new word. "To view someone with a great deal of money at resources at their fingertips, yet feel completely disgusted anew each time you see them and the situations and clothing they appear in by their own choice."
This photograph is a perfect example. Sweaty hair, smudged mascara ala the tarts of my year ten class, slutty $5 tank top, puffin' on a ciggie and revealing her whale tail - ie the top of her G-string.
Whilst it's comforting that she is in fact wearing undergarments, it is extremely disturbing to notice that someone else is actually grabbing her,,,erm.... (this is very hard to write, as an Australian) 'thong.'
Is Shitney-Brains so out of it she doesn't notice, or is it her assistant just making sure that the cleaning bloke doesn't try and park his bicycle in there when he arrives...
I know this ghoul is called Zooey Deschanel, poor thing. Why do Yanks give their children such teeth-grindingly crap-shocking names? Is she the niece of Swoosie Kurtz or cousin of Dweezil Zappa??
Monstrous moniker aside, for some reason Zoobie gets lots of acting work and praise even though, for my money, she displays all the dramatic range of an over-botoxed buttock.
This outfit doesn't help - eye make-up quite obviously applied with a kitchen wipe, my nanna's debutante frock, her often-selected black pantihose and Minnie Mouse is screaming to have her shoes back.