Giuliana Rancic can’t stop fan-girling over the prospect of Amal Alamuddin on tonight’s red carpet. Are you kidding me? This woman (human rights lawyer, bee-tee-dubs) has more going for her than a thumbs-up from your network or a stint as arm candy during a superficial industry’s masturbatory main event. Then again, maybe not. She did marry George Clooney. (Yes I realize that’s the POINT of a red carpet pre-show. I get it. I just can’t justify Giuliana’s celebrity. I can’t.) … in case it wasn’t obvious, I just remembered the Golden Globes were tonight. But! I remembered in time to catch. . . keep going
Oh hi! My name's Brittney; welcome to my soapbox. I'm an Angelina Jolie scholar, cooking-illiterate vegan, and fledgling, flailing poet who quit her corporate job to take the freelance plunge.
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- No, you weren’t “flunked for your faith”. You were flunked for refusing to learn.
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- This Simpsons producer is dying, so he’s using the rest of his life (and money) to save animals. What are you doing?
- Failure and mediocrity, take a seat. I’m not afraid of you anymore.