This is a crowd of intellectuals, indeed, a meeting of the minds if you so please. So often we find ourselves slipping into old routines of not caring about whether or not someone is wearing Dior or Dolce & Gabanna. I see it happen all too often. People do not even recognize how harmful and hurtful their ignorance can be to those more fortunate than them.
The red carpet also reminds us that we must never allow ourselves to forget to ask the big questions, the important questions.
What is an Oreo cookie? What is a Nutter Butter? What is the meaning of life? Sofia Vergara poses many questions that have yet to be fully answered. After all, we do not quite yet know what an Oreo essentially is in the the truest sense of the word. Probably a cookie, possibly a sex toy. We are still looking into it.
The red carpet also teaches us valuable lessons about modesty. One should always be humble. After all, it is what is on the inside that matters most.
Katy Perry is known for her big boo--I mean, big heart. Just look at the woman. She has a heart of gold and even some necklaces to match it.
The world has been cruel to these people. These ugly, pitiful commoners made it to the top because of hard work and dedication.
No, YOU, Jen. It's all about YOU! Let's celebrate their success. They deserve it.
Finally, this brings me to the Emmys. Award season is starting, my fellow biddies. Some people are lookin' hot and some are lookin' like snot. Here are my choices for the best dressed at the 2013 Emmys and the worst dressed.
YEAH! That's Lena Dunham!! I almost did not recognize her because she was actually wearing clothes. Who'da thunk it? All night Lena had to remind everyone of who she was until finally she said, "Fuck it," and ripped off her dress to reveal the boobs that every Girls viewer has become all too well acquainted with for the past two years. "Ah, yes, Lena Dunham. Now we recognize you," the crowd said in unison. To be honest, this dress is absolutely a disaster. I just thought I'd throw the girl a bone for actually putting something on. A loin cloth, however, would have sufficed.
Love ya bitches!