Bai Ling makes best dressed list and hamburgers eat people
February 17th 2008 07:48
Despite this year’s Grammy awards were first broadcast about a week ago, I am only watching them for the first time now on this lazy Sunday evening. To say that I am really paying all that much attention would be an outright lie. Ordinarily I am all about the worship of false celebrity, but I don’t care about the Grammy’s right now for the same reason that I didn’t care about them when they were live a week ago. The reason for that is…I simply don’t care.
So while they are approaching the twenty minute mark of their Broadway style interpretive dance salute to the Beatles (I think that I what’s going on, it’s hard to see when you’ve got your back turned to the television) I thought I’d take a moment to comment on something that I do care about, and that something is fashion victims. Hell, if the opinions of the ugly guy from N*SYNC and some hag from Melrose Place matter, I don’t see any reason why mine shouldn’t be taken as gospel.
You see, even though I hadn’t seen any of the actual “action” from the Grammy’s until today, I have seen a crap load of those specials where they give a couple of douche bags who used to be famous some microphones and allow them to harass people on the red carpet who are currently famous, partly so you can hear what answers they have to the I important questions that they weren’t asked by the last douche with a microphone like “who are you wearing?” and “are you nervous?”, but mostly so you can predict who out of this year’s batch of flash in the pan artists will be the microphone wielding douche bags a few years from now. Ahhh… the circle of life.
So anyway, I reckon I’ve seen about fifteen of these red carpet shows, most of which were hosted by the fat one from N*SYNC and daytime TV’s Lisa Rinna. Well, it’s more that likely that most of them where the same show repeated several times, as it’s what we’ve come to expect from cable television, but once again, I didn’t really care about the Grammy’s, so these “reports” didn’t really keep me interested. What did force me to pay attention though out of sheer annoyance was the follow up story Lisa Rinna did highlighting the best and worst dressed stars at the awards in which she named Bai Ling the worst dressed female attendant.
Well, what she actually said was something more like she was going to name Ling the worst dressed, but she decided not to, because Bai Ling wants to be on the worst dressed list. I have to disagree. I’ll admit, she does wear some shockingly awful outfits, but I don’t think the worst dressed list thing is self-inflicted. Rather, I think it is the United States of America that wants Bai Ling to be on the worst dressed list.
Case in point, what the hell was Ling even doing at the Grammy’s? You can’t just show up to those things. If you could, I’d be at every event pretending to be the latest dumb bitch who got famous off the back of one of those “is it real, scripted, or just shithouse?” reality shows that MTV makes. Bai Ling got invited, just like she got invited all those other premieres where she’s worn something awful. Ironically, it seems like she gets invited to somewhere out of character for her each week so New Weekly will always have a fresh “look at what Bai Ling is wearing she’s trash” picture.
I’m sure most people don’t know who she is, apart from people who read trash magazines and watch trash TV who know her as that woman seen about the place with bad fashion sense. I’m also sure that the people who’ve read my Eva Mendes post think I’m being totally hypocritical and that Ling falls into the same category. But the distinction lies with the fact that while Bai Ling may not be a major movie star, and is probably a bit insane, she deserves more credit that she gets, as the talent and potential is there. If you are a fan of twisted movies, check out Fruit Chan’s Dumplings to see what I’m on about.
I think Bai Ling rocks. If I was semi famous, I’d much rather be a public figure like her than Lisa Rinna, who is obviously just pissed that she didn’t watch the aforementioned film before she let that budget cosmetic surgeon take to her face.
So while they are approaching the twenty minute mark of their Broadway style interpretive dance salute to the Beatles (I think that I what’s going on, it’s hard to see when you’ve got your back turned to the television) I thought I’d take a moment to comment on something that I do care about, and that something is fashion victims. Hell, if the opinions of the ugly guy from N*SYNC and some hag from Melrose Place matter, I don’t see any reason why mine shouldn’t be taken as gospel.
You see, even though I hadn’t seen any of the actual “action” from the Grammy’s until today, I have seen a crap load of those specials where they give a couple of douche bags who used to be famous some microphones and allow them to harass people on the red carpet who are currently famous, partly so you can hear what answers they have to the I important questions that they weren’t asked by the last douche with a microphone like “who are you wearing?” and “are you nervous?”, but mostly so you can predict who out of this year’s batch of flash in the pan artists will be the microphone wielding douche bags a few years from now. Ahhh… the circle of life.
So anyway, I reckon I’ve seen about fifteen of these red carpet shows, most of which were hosted by the fat one from N*SYNC and daytime TV’s Lisa Rinna. Well, it’s more that likely that most of them where the same show repeated several times, as it’s what we’ve come to expect from cable television, but once again, I didn’t really care about the Grammy’s, so these “reports” didn’t really keep me interested. What did force me to pay attention though out of sheer annoyance was the follow up story Lisa Rinna did highlighting the best and worst dressed stars at the awards in which she named Bai Ling the worst dressed female attendant.
Well, what she actually said was something more like she was going to name Ling the worst dressed, but she decided not to, because Bai Ling wants to be on the worst dressed list. I have to disagree. I’ll admit, she does wear some shockingly awful outfits, but I don’t think the worst dressed list thing is self-inflicted. Rather, I think it is the United States of America that wants Bai Ling to be on the worst dressed list.
Case in point, what the hell was Ling even doing at the Grammy’s? You can’t just show up to those things. If you could, I’d be at every event pretending to be the latest dumb bitch who got famous off the back of one of those “is it real, scripted, or just shithouse?” reality shows that MTV makes. Bai Ling got invited, just like she got invited all those other premieres where she’s worn something awful. Ironically, it seems like she gets invited to somewhere out of character for her each week so New Weekly will always have a fresh “look at what Bai Ling is wearing she’s trash” picture.
I’m sure most people don’t know who she is, apart from people who read trash magazines and watch trash TV who know her as that woman seen about the place with bad fashion sense. I’m also sure that the people who’ve read my Eva Mendes post think I’m being totally hypocritical and that Ling falls into the same category. But the distinction lies with the fact that while Bai Ling may not be a major movie star, and is probably a bit insane, she deserves more credit that she gets, as the talent and potential is there. If you are a fan of twisted movies, check out Fruit Chan’s Dumplings to see what I’m on about.
I think Bai Ling rocks. If I was semi famous, I’d much rather be a public figure like her than Lisa Rinna, who is obviously just pissed that she didn’t watch the aforementioned film before she let that budget cosmetic surgeon take to her face.
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