It looks like a gaggle of mangy crows and a bedazzled herd of trannies died to make this dress………..and then her majesty picked a few pink roses and decided to bootleg a handbag, do it Miss Monaco giiiirrrl. The Princess Caroline of Hanover stumbled her way into the Monte Carlo Rose Ball 08′ all smiles and giggles, totally unaware that her gay best friend stylist had set her up for failure. Since I’m all up in her cracker barrell about what she has on, I’ll refrain from making gardening jokes about her “handbag”. Ladies, if you’re an older sophisticated woman, it is unsavoury to show up to a gala flashin’ flat, liver spotted, old skool tiddy, I mean her own kin wouldn’t even pull her to the side and help her out, that’s cold. What is really gettin’ me is that she really seems oblivious to the fact that her bizniss is showin’. I guess that open champagne bar started gettin real good to her and she said to herself, “I’m the princess of Monaco, I wish ya’ll would say somethin’ bout my vintage tiddys”. Of course she would have been the worst dressed there buuuuutt,
^^Karl Lagerfeld (love him in spite of himself *the genius behind Chanel*) showed up lookin’ like ‘Beelzebub, Oh Mighty Prince Of Darkness’ and well……..well, Jesus wept.
Awwww, Whyte Jesus is weeping for her majesty……he truly loves us all.
Her Daughter however could get it and thrice on Sun’dy………
-Z’maji, “There’s a stylist in the kingdom that will be beheaded at noon tomorrow – SLAY HER NOW!!!”