WHAT?!?!
No red carpet, no fabulous gowns, no beautifully coifed hair, no flawlessly painted faces, no scrumpziouz exposed clevage bosoms, no old overly botoxed women wearing dresses they know they’re to ancient to wear, no rented sparkling jewelry accompanied by their own burly security guards trained to snap the neck of anyone or thing that gets too close???
What will me and The Gays talk about on Monday???
-Z’maji, “My God, My God……..why have thou forsaken me!!!”
