Monday, July 17, 2006

Let's Put Our Heads In the Sand Awhile, Shall We?

Since the world is burning and there is no end in sight, why don't we have a little fun? With our remaining moments, let's take a look at none other than The New York Social Diary, "Your link to society."

Your link to society! How clever! What they're saying is, The only way you'll penetrate this society is via computer to look at pictures of us, society people, who are better than you! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Get it? oh we society folk are so funny! HAHAHAHAHAHA Ouch, oh, dear, I think my face ripped.

Ok. There are so many party pictures this time of year, so many benefits in the city and in the Hamptons, it's so hard to choose.

Here's a nice appetizer:



Clearly the wide pasted white smiles of the two forgettable twats in the front are supposed to be the focus of this picture. They think they are, anyway, and that's funny. Miss Tan With Designer Dress is thinking, "I've planned this outfit/tan/jewelry combination for months and all eyes better be on ME!"The one on the right is smiling in a way that says, "Hi! What's UP?I just barfed up my lunch!"

What's funnier, are the three pissed off wicked step sisters in the background, the ones passed over for the photo opp. Debutante on the far left is having another bad day, just having been berated that morning by Mummy for being a fatso. Chick in the red and white on the right is pretty happy to have made it so close to the camera, that she's going to put on a smile just in case she makes it into the frame. Lucky bitch. But who is peering out above her right shoulder? Or should I say, sneering out? Seconds after this photo was taken, Ms. Sneer ripped the hair right out of someone's head and had to be dragged out screaming.

For the main course, we're having:








That's right, sausage legs! Flanked with split ends in assorted colors.


Enjoy!


Make sure to stick around for dessert, ok?

3 comments:

Valerie said...

LOL - OMG Anne. You are one mean beyotch! But I love it! LOL

Elizabeth said...

for the first time in my life, i am going to say it: i don't want dessert. please. no dessert.

newbluebaby said...

Those girls all hate each other and will one day be wondering why their husband ran off with the 19 year old.