Turn to the right, Stepford Katie! Look at the girl you used to be. The girl who had apple pie in her eyes instead of barley water. Sigh. Katie can’t see it. Even if she did turn, she doesn’t see Joey Potter, she just sees Tommy Girl dancing around in his chonies and platform sneakers. He’s programmed that in her. Oh well. I give the autograph hunter a gold star for trying.
Last night was the opening night for Stepford Katie’s Broadway debut in “All My Sons.” For fucking real. This shit has barely opened officially. I feel like it’s been playing for centuries. It got mixed reviews and USA Today said Katie’s performance is “one-note.” What do they expect? She’s a robot! She can’t help it. Damn.
As expected, the anti-Scientology group Anonymous were there in masks to protest the alien crazies. The police pushed them down the street to keep them away from Tommy Girl and Stepford Katie, but their shouting could still be heard from the red carpet.
Here’s a few pictures of 50-year-old Katie and Tommy last night. That old lady genie outfit thing is her own design. That pretty much explains the whole thing. “Project Run-KATIE-RUN!!” Tommy has the same outfit in hot pink.