Rivers Run Dry
Gorgeous getups or no, I just can't sit through another 3 hours of E! pre-Emmy red carpet coverage this year-- even if Ryan Seacrest has moved from kissing asses outside of the event to actually hosting it.
UPDATE: APPARENTLY HE DID BOTH! WHAT KIND OF ENERGY PILLS IS THIS GUY ON? I WANT SOME!
(I will however, watch the beginning of the show as I get ready for the People magazine Emmy after-party at the Walt Disney Concert Hall...more on this tomorrow).
Anyway, you'll find billions of blogs a baggin' on the bounty of overpriced (and loaned) gowns, jewels and shoes that parade into the Shrine today, especially if you like 'em vicious.
Meanest of the mean? Who else? Face-lift fiend Joan Rivers and spawn Melissa, who've been fired from TV Guide and banished to the web, which seems to have made their bites extra bitchy. (Guess it's easy when you don't have to face the celebs, huh?)
So far they've compared America Ferrera to the Good Year blimp, made fun of Sally Field's osteoperosis and made a racist remark about Eva Longoria getting married for a green card.
Just like when she was on TV, the old bag gets it all wrong: Longoria's from Texas and her hubby's French, so he's the foreigner. I'm all for inappropriate, no holds barred humor (I love Sarah Silverman) and I know Joan was one of the first female comedians to really go there, but this just feels bitter and forced. Might be time to hang up your Golden Hangers ladies.