I mustache your opinion.
Which do you suppose is bigger: Kanye West’s ego or Kim Kardashian’s posterior?
Today was going to be another one of those days where I just chill out and test mojito recipes, until I opened up the computer and saw “Kanye West and Kim Kardashian dating” trending on Yahoo.
I hadn’t even taken a sip of coffee and my day was already in the crapper, y’all.
The news of these two idiots shacking up pissed me off for several reasons – the most obvious being that my chances of running into Kanye West have now gone up ten fold since Kim and Klan reside just blocks from my weekday stomping grounds.
I mean, I’ve already run into Scott “Douche Canoe” Disick, for God’s sake. (I thought I saw Bruce Jenner at Starbucks but it just ended up being an extremely unfortunate looking woman.)
Although they make great blog fodder, I’m tired of hearing about these idiots. And I could be like Amanda and declare this space a Kardashian Free Zone, but I’m just not ready for that kind of commitment.
Speaking of commitment… Beauty and The Beast are finally getting a divorce after putting up a front for seven years.
Seriously. Who thought this would ever work? She seems like a genuinely nice and down to earth girl, while he seems like such an ass.
I’m hoping we’ll see Heidi end up with someone much hotter than Seal. Someone like George Clooney. Or Mickey Rourke.
And with that, I wish you all a Happy Easter. If you haven’t tried our delicious Peeps Martini, I suggest you do.
PS. One of these days, my new design will be up. We’re having some technical difficulties, but I swear you’ll love it!