Thursday, June 5, 2008

Can't. Move. Forehead.



Rachel Zoe is creased like a fucking raisin. At least, she was. I guess now that Nicole Kidman is prego and can't monopolize the world's supply of botox, old Rach has managed to cop a little bit for herself. And the effect is--um, plaster-like? 

You could shove a fist up this chick's ass and her face still wouldn't be able to register surprise. Ahh, the wonders of neurotoxins.

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