Tuesday's big 9-11 party sent me into an extended reverie concerning the state of Condi's hairdom*, but things were worse than even I knew, because The Examiner reported today that her hair was, indeed, so bad on Tuesday that it required attention from an Evironmental Protection Agency official. For real.
*This was actually a typo, but I like it!
UPDATE: Slate has this kinda OK slideshow about Dr. Ferragamo's image. They talk about how various photo-ops and other performances are staged, including the popular matching armchairs and madison time approaches. It's like seeing a condensed, boring version of this blog!
6 comments:
In the spirit of 9-11 remembrance,
http://www.defectiveyeti.com/archives/002246.html
Excellent.
I was all ready to delete your comment, but... wow. That's deeply moving.
What will the Superfund Account be charged for that waste removal?
"Uggh, nature! It's all over me! Get it off!"
Jess, I don't think there's ANYTHING natural about THAT hair.
What does Princess Sparkle Pony make of the revelations that Dr. Ferragamo appears to own a house and line of credit with another woman?
PSP,
I saw the Slate attempt at chronicling Dr. Ferragamo's photo ops and kept looking for acknowledgment of your ongoing, heroic work.
Wasn't there.
How weak is that.
Sue them for plagiarism.
Cynic Al.
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