Cheese Garters and the beach
Best way to wash the sick of Polanski away?
Who else would appear on Ellen and show off her garters? Please. I just watched it this morning. It’s making up for the rain.
She managed to walk by herself up to the couches. SO. PROUD.
I have replayed this part 3 times. Because her face as she emerges, and the double waves, while tottering on her shoes, is the most amazing of amazingness in the history of amazings.
Then she sits down and pulls her dress up even higher. It’s always gold. Always. Gold. I can’t even talk about it anymore. I’m too busy doing the jumpy claps. Especially when she VOLUNTARILY pulls out her ring and shakes it in everyone’s face. Sigh. The world is right.
And when she applies her cologne? I saw Jesus.
Of course my favourite is when she gets all put out because the Shake Weight steals her thunder. You can see her expression. She’s like – ugh, can we talk about me again? I’m telling you, if you need some joy today, she WILL BRING IT.
Later on, it was some kind of video shoot. On the beach in two swimsuits and everyone was worried she’d stumble down the stairs but we narrowly avoided disaster, thanks God. And then came the posing and the preening. Let the photos do the rest.