You know how much I hate those big giant stupid pearls that Ashley Judd insists on wearing, right? I think I’ve mentioned that several times before. They’re back tonight, for the Indy 500 banquet, and you can see them in the below screen grab:
I think she’s scowling there because she’s not, in that moment, being fawned over by someone. It was post-race photo op day earlier this morning, and naturally, it was All. About. Ashley. Can you even tell, from this picture, who actually WON the race? Because she’s a thunder-stealer, that Ashley.
Dario is a swell guy, so I take nothing away from HIM for his win. It’s his insufferable wife who makes me root against him. That said, I LOATHE his hair. You know who he looks like with that hair?
Ashley Judd has just received her master’s in public administration from Harvard, which means that she’s going to be more insufferable than ever, and will, in all likelihood, run for office at some point.
I haven’t watched American Idol this entire season, you guys. That is HUGE, because you know what a superfan I was. But no one interested me, and without Paula’s drunken antics it just didn’t seem like as much of a draw.
Until last night’s season finale. She reappeared, and her entire appearance was SO FULL OF AWKWARD. Just watch.
PS – Bret Michaels showed up too, even though he’s all aneurisimified and diabeetus-ified and stroke-ified and whatnot.