I have to hand it to Ashley Tisdale for being 22 in Hollywood and somehow not a clammy mess of coke-dusted roadkill. Seriously, that's no small achievement. Way to go, Ashley. That doesn't mean I'm going to watch High School Musical, though. So don't ask.
However, I do wish you'd stop confusing me.
I saw this photo and thought, "Yikes. But, you know, she's only 15 or something; she's going to make mistakes like having some sort of creature on her shirt that mostly looks like the telltale trail of a powdered donut." But of course, she's in her 20s. She's old enough to go into a bar, wearing this -- and not even on Halloween -- and order herself a shot of something with "hooter" in the title despite the fact that she's got on cuffed jeanshorts, knee socks, and shoes that the Back To The Future II prop department rejected for lacking realism.
Although, once she changed her clothes, I found myself almost nostalgic for Eau de Sassy Freshman With Designs On the Pep-Squad Captaincy.
Do my eyes deceive me, or has that rib-crusher married a pair of capri pants that she is wearing with boots? I can't tell, and I can't look for more than a few seconds without slapping extra moisturizer on my furrows. The ensemble gives off the faint impression that she's the staff accountant for a death-cheating yet fiscally responsible league of paratroopers. Which I am pretty sure is not the proposed plot of High School Musical 3, although it DOES promote the practical and potentially thrilling applications of math, so maybe they should consider it.
