Kittens, is there anything more entertaining…
Oh Jesus, what is she DOING?
Walk, girl. Sashay those hips and look pissed off, like a good model. That’s all you’re supposed to be doing.
Well, at least someone in the audience found it entertaining.
Ohmigod, no. No she did NOT. Look bitch, walk that dress down the runway, turn around, and walk back. Your little Eartha Kitt impression isn’t going to make that dress look any better.
You can see the crazy bubbling to the surface. Commence countdown to meltdown, starting….NOW!
Is there really any need for us to dissect this shitastic disaster?
Oh, you big spaz. It’s like he got together with his model beforehand and said “Listen, I have a plan. You act like a total dork and I’ll act like a mental patient and we’re sure to win this thing.”
Has there ever been an instance of a t-shirt so perfectly encapsulating the person wearing it? As entertaining as Andre’s crocodile tears were, they weren’t half as entertaining as everyone else’s reactions – especially our Colombian spitfire.
“What is this? What am I seeing here? Is this raw emotion? Disgusting.”
“Oh, boo-hoo-hoo-hoo. I’m so suh-suh-suh-SAD!”
Puhleeze. We’re with Tim on this one: Oscar-worthy performance, but we didn’t believe it for a second.
DON’T LOOK AT ME! I’M UGLY!!!!”
“Christ. Does Anna Wintour have to put up with this bullshit?”
And then he didn’t even have the good graces to stop performing once Kirsten got auf’d. “I ruh-ruh-really LIKE her!”
Even Kirsten’s all “Oh, will you shut the fuck up and let me get me goodbye kiss and get the hell out of here?”
Nina: “What an asswipe.”