The difference between goddesses and us peasants is that when peasants like myself wake up with a giant purple ruffled wart on our shoulder, we go down to the free clinic with a list of our past fuck partners while trying to remember which one of them rubbed their dirty dick on our shoulder. But when goddesses wake up with a giant purple ruffed wart on their shoulder, they work it to the core at an event and bring the people to their knees.
Iman put the glamour in Glamour’s Women of the Year Awards in NYC last night when she slid along the red carpet in a Christian Siriano gown that made her look like that ultra glamorous Jurassic Park dinosaur if that ultra glamorous Jurassic Park dinosaur got a fairy godmother to turn them into a human goddess. Iman also looks like the most gorgeous venus fly trap that ever sprouted from the earth, and if they ever do that Little Shop of Horrors remake, she can play Audrey II. But instead of eating humans, she causes them to pass out from the power of her pose skills.
Here’s more from last night’s Women of the Year Awards. Nobody can touch Iman and her ruffled fortune cookie, but I am into Nicole Kidman’s tits beneath my wings dress.
When Martha Stewart heads into the kitchen, there’s nothing she likes more than dragging Gwyneth Paltrow like a home-raised chicken breast through flour for a chicken piccata dinner for 20. So when she went on Watch What Happens Live last night, she snatched Andy Cohen’s shit-stirring crown and wore it while she fielded calls about Gwyn.
And they said it wouldn’t last! The love affair between Snoop Dogg and Martha Stewart is showing no sign of stopping. The unlikely duo first met when felon and lifestyle maven Martha Stewart had rapper and weed connoisseur Snoop Dogg on her show to make mashed potatoes back in 2008 (thanks, Obama!). From that moment on, the two realized they had a mutually beneficial relationship playing off each others personas. After Snoop’s first appearance on Martha’s show, she took to her blog to break down his now signature wordplay for her audience in the waspiest way possible. (Via Revelest):
“He and his posse add ‘izzles’ onto the ends of words. It’s kind of a code, or a way of communicating so that others won’t know what they’re talking about. Example: fo shizzle is how they say, for sure.”
Snoop and Martha’s mutual admiration society held strong after that, and in addition to having Martha as his Spades Partna 4 Lyfe (presumed), they have a cooking show on VH1 called Martha and Snoop’s Potluck Dinner Party (confirmed). They’ve just released a promo for season two, which is an homage to the sexy pottery wheel scene in Ghost, and things get messy. A chocolate cake. A reach around. Finger sucking. Whatever the sexual/sociologically acceptable term is for poo play. It’s all there. And I’ve got to be honest, it’s made me curious. I might actually have to tune in now. Thanks Snoop and Martha!
Variety reports that my dreams have come true, because Snoop Dogg and his fancy lady friend Martha Stewart are doing a show together. VH1, a network that already won my heart ten times over with excellent reality TV programming such as Rock of Love and I Love Money, has ordered an unscripted series starring Martha and Snoop tentatively titled Martha & Snoop’s Dinner Party. The show will feature Martha and Snoop hosting dinner parties every week for a bunch of famous guests. Somewhere Khloe Kardashian is like “Hey guys, if you need any advice or tips on how to do that, feel free to gimme a call! I can talk any time! Schedule is totally open!”
If you were born between 1980 and 2000 and don’t live in your own apartment and don’t regularly make your own marinara sauce using tomatoes from the tomato plant on your terrace, then Martha Stewart looks down upon you as a lazy piece of useless trash!
Martha Stewart could teach a master class on not giving a single fuck. Martha will drag a bitch-ass trick who tries to come for her artisanal oven-roasted crown, she keeps the bathroom door open while she pisses, and now we know that she definitely doesn’t fuck with people getting in the way while she prepares a delicious autumnal sangria. Martha Stewart showed up on Ellen on Friday to pimp out her new book Appetizers, and of course she made some appetizers. She also made everyone in the audience want to reach for a warm blanket after she dropped the temperature in the studio to below freezing while icing out Drew Barrymore.
For some reason, Martha was only feeling Ellen DeGeneres. As you can see above, it’s like they’re at a party at Ellen’s house, and Martha is ratting out Drew for taking a massive crab cake dump and plugging the toilet. She’s like “I’m pretty sure she snatched a few pills from the medicine cabinet too.” You can watch the awkward trainwreck unfold below.
I have watched this video four times, and I honestly cannot tell what the fuck Martha was making because I was too busy watching Drew trying to get Martha’s attention and Martha straight-up ignoring her ass. Drew could have poured that pitcher of sangria over Martha’s head, and she would have kept on going as if nothing had happened.
Finally, after nearly four minutes of playing the Lea Michele to Martha’s Jessica Lange, Drew shrugs and starts drinking. Although I’m sure she could have picked up that giant bowl of popcorn, snuck off backstage to the green room, and returned at the end of the segment. Really, it’s not like Martha would have noticed she was gone.