Fugger: Sharon Stone

Cannes: The Lightbox Purge


Cannes is STILL GOING ON, and it doesn’t end until Sunday, so before the big closing weekend it’s time for a quick sweep of the things that slipped through the cracks. First up: Nicole Kidman wearing the Valentino that Anne Hathaway rejected for the Oscars for reasons of ridiculousness (edit: Valentino says it’s not the same, but what’s funny is that it looks more like Seyfried’s dress to me than the actual rejected one). You can bleach your hair, Anne, but you can’t bleach your regrets (edit: I still stand by this).

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Cannes Fugs and Fabs: The amfAR Gala


I was all het up about Cannes juror Nicole Kidman not being at this (or at that may other things), but it turns out she was, and just may not have done the red carpet. I’ve decided this is because she’s been holed up all day in a darkened room watching every Cannes movie and flossing popcorn out of her teeth.

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Cannes Fugs and Fabs: Behind the Candelabra Premiere


Welcome back, Sharon Stone.

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Fugs, Fabs, and Fines: The White House Correspondents’ Dinner, The Neutrals


I have to admit that I have no idea why any of these people are invited to an event that’s designed for White House Correspondents — although I TOTALLY know why they all accepted their invites. But I kind of wish someone would let Amy Poehler report from the Front Lawn now and then. I saw SNL. I know she can do it.

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The Fugse


“Yes, that’s right, America. Time to get Stoned.”

Sharon Stone

“It was MY birthday, but I’m giving YOU the gift. Just tickle my waddle and call me Sharin’ Stone, bitches, because the headlights are on and I am flashing my brights.”

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Oscars Weekend (And Beyond) Sharon Stone Carpet: Sharon Stone


“Hello, everyone. Yes, it’s me, Sharon, just popping by the Oscars red carpet on my way to Elton John’s viewing party — at which we will be watching, on TV, the event outside of which I am currently standing. Is that weird? Yes. Does it smell like I’m doing a drive-by just to get my picture taken as much as possible? Yes. Do we wonder why I was invited to this but not to the actual ceremony? Yes. ┬áDo we think I am telling people that I was invited but chose not to go inside because I am Sharon f’ing Stone, and I don’t sit around in rooms with people who aren’t giving me statuettes? OF COURSE. Do we think security asked for my name and I ID’d myself Basic Instinct style? Yes, because that is my driver’s license photo. That’s right, officer. Pull me over and let’s play Find the Infraction. Kiss kiss.”

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