St. Angie floated into Moscow today for the Russian premiere of COAT, and she immediately sniffed out the youngest blood in the crowd and went in for a closer look. Don’t worry, St. Angie didn’t whistle for Maddox to fix up another bed in the child army barracks. St. Angie just wanted to give the girl a kiss (aka tagging). Or maybe she was trying to suck the youth out of her. Who knows.
You know the little girl was like, “Um…I’m not on your brother.” NO! The girl is forever grateful, because she’s been blessed by the ethereal bones of a saint.
Here’s more of St. Angie wearing red in Russia (COMMIE!) at the premiere of Salt today. Somebody needs to talk the color black off the ledge, because it probably thinks it has nothing to live for now that St. Angie is actually wearing red.