Thursday, November 07, 2013
Random Photos Part Three
Prince William and Kate Middleton take the bus.
Kate Walsh is embracing this leather thing. This is her third red carpet wearing it in the past month.
Sharon Stone just lives in her own world.
Lady GaGa got dressed up to go shopping.
Leah Remini at dance rehearsals with
Jack Osbourne.
Mila Kunis continues her one year of self shunning.
A very formal and stiff looking Natalie Portman.
Orlando Bloom takes Flynn for a ride.
Mila kunis bugs. She acts like she never wants to be noticed. Is she mimicking ashton. They both know they would die if no one noticed them.
ReplyDelete*bugs me
DeleteI'd hide my face too if people knew I was dealing with Ashton.
ReplyDeleteOff topic, but I remember reading that S died and MV went to visit her in the hospital before she passed.
ReplyDeleteCan anyone link that post, please?
TIA
not usually one to notice pregnancy but is Natalie?
ReplyDeleteKunis is bugging me too. Don't look at me! Go away! I vant to be alooone! Move out of L.A or NY if you want a private life, lady. Lost ALL respect once she started banging asstin.
ReplyDeleteThat's no ordinary bus with the real queen, Babs, on board.
ReplyDelete'Get outta my pub, you slaaag!'
I would pay her to slap me and say that! Bring back Peggy Mitchell!!
Delete@Little I think it's just the tube top billowing out.
ReplyDeleteSo, what? Just because someone is famous they're not allowed to walk around and not want to be bothered? Really? smh
ReplyDeleteis natalie portman pregnant again? if not, that outfit is reallly not flattering.
ReplyDeleteIt looks like Bloom really wanted to be a father. Cool!
ReplyDeleteWhy couldn't they choose the bus Kate and William were on to bomb (after getting the rest of the passengers off of course)?
ReplyDeleteSpeaking as the son of WW2 and grandson of WW1 veterans could we have a little respect please. Kate, William and Barbara Windsor were doing a tour of people selling Poppys for Remembrance Day.
ReplyDeleteIf my childhood memory is correct the poem starts - In Flanders Field the poopies grow, amongst the crosses row on row ...
In Flanders Field
ReplyDeleteIn Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
John McCrae