The sidewalks of Aspen are covered with the frozen tears of the Lambs, because during her Nick Cannon-less holiday Mimi did a little shopping at Louis Vuitton and as she left the store, she was gracious enough to pose for pictures with some of her devoted subjects. I’ve had a chocolate hangover for 4 days and my eyes are on the tired side, so at first I thought that Lamb next to Mimi was Kendra, but I quickly realized it wasn’t. That Lamb is way too glamorous to be that homely Kendra. That Lamb is feeling some real emotions from being next to the butterfly unicorn rainbow queen. Even that Lamb’s eyebrows look like they’re going through something.
And Mimi looks like she’s in her own little world and has no idea what’s going on around her. Is she in Aspen or gliding along a giant polar bear’s eyelashes? Is that a crying Lamb next to her or is it a highly emotional potted plant? Is that a silk scarf draped around her neck or is a huge butterfly hugging her with its wings? Who cares, dahling! Who cares!
These pictures are very “elderly, pilled up Upper East Side socialite who can’t walk on her own because all the Valium and champagne has turned her legs to pure jelly.” In other words, this is going to be all of us at 12:02 am on January 1st.