Rumor has it that Rihanna was going to attend Marc Jacobs’ show, but was late — it’s the only show at Fashion Week that starts right when it says it will (after years of being, like, epically, arrogantly tardy) — and so didn’t even get out of her car, and instead just went out to dinner.
She should have stopped at, “didn’t even get out of her car.” Well, except for the coat. She should have thrown the coat out the window at me — even though I wasn’t there; she could have FOUND ME, if she ever even CARED — and then proceeded not to exit the car until she was safely out of view. Choices, Rihanna. We all have them. Rethink.