LITERALLY STOP YOUR ENTIRE LIFE AND SAY AUTUMN GOODBYE TO ALL OF YOUR FAVES.
Tonight, following the annual Academy Awards circle jerk, The Holy Spearit made an appearance at the 21st Annual AIDS Foundation Academy Awards party, rubbing elbows with A-listers, basics and lessers alike.
And guess what? She’s a brunette again.
No. I know. No, like, I KNOW. She looks stunning. Gorgeous. (Drop dead) beautiful. So fire hot–a 20 out of 10.
Here she is with professional cranky pants Elton John, who appears to be thinking to himself: “How did I get so lucky? Why do these tears fall at night? Do I still have my Dream Within A Dream tourbook in the car for her to sign? I wonder if I can ask her about the Original Doll sessions. She smells so good. I bet that’s Island Fantasy.”
We’re being blessed with …Baby One More Time realness, sometimes known as Onyx Hotel Tour Chocolate Brown, thus rendering any other news item about the Oscars officially irrelevant. ARGO WHO?
QUITE LITERALLY NO ONE IS WORTHY.
More photos over at BreatheHeavy.