when we drink we do it right
the great disappointment from last night was the fact that not once did i get to see jesse eisenberg bite his lip while looking at andrew garfield. a true travesty indeed!
but yay for sorKING and the lost thing winning awards.
amy adams, congratulations on your flawless l'wren scott dress. hailee you win for rocking the converse at the vanity fair party and bumping shoulders with tarantino. and the more i look at mila's dress the more i dislike it. and the more i dislike that she presented with timbalone when clearly she should've presented with the garf.
speaking of which, where are the photos of him poppin bottles in the ice?
clearly armie hogged all the moet
look. i know andrew is happy with his gf and she is probably all kinds of adorable. bla bla bla yadda yadda.
i just cant get on board with her. she is so cute on her tv programme but when i see her out of character all i see is a blob of shannalone.
maybe she and timbalone were plotting all night how they would keep andrew from meeting mila during commercial breaks. only to find their dreams shattered because andrew and mila met on top of that gold platted toilet at the vanity fair party. possibly andrew threw up at elton john's party because mila dragged him to smoke with franco. this fic needs to happen.
this is my favorite graphic to come out of last night
but mostly, i just think of peanut butter when i see this man and the fact that someone tapered with his wiki page to make him be married to joan of arc.
but yay for sorKING and the lost thing winning awards.
amy adams, congratulations on your flawless l'wren scott dress. hailee you win for rocking the converse at the vanity fair party and bumping shoulders with tarantino. and the more i look at mila's dress the more i dislike it. and the more i dislike that she presented with timbalone when clearly she should've presented with the garf.
speaking of which, where are the photos of him poppin bottles in the ice?
clearly armie hogged all the moet
look. i know andrew is happy with his gf and she is probably all kinds of adorable. bla bla bla yadda yadda.
i just cant get on board with her. she is so cute on her tv programme but when i see her out of character all i see is a blob of shannalone.
maybe she and timbalone were plotting all night how they would keep andrew from meeting mila during commercial breaks. only to find their dreams shattered because andrew and mila met on top of that gold platted toilet at the vanity fair party. possibly andrew threw up at elton john's party because mila dragged him to smoke with franco. this fic needs to happen.
this is my favorite graphic to come out of last night
but mostly, i just think of peanut butter when i see this man and the fact that someone tapered with his wiki page to make him be married to joan of arc.