There is so much to appreciate about Celine Dion. Like how she celebrated her marriage to Grandpa (which was aired live on Canadian TV -- like Princess Diana!) with multiple receptions, one of which involved, I believe, elephants. The way she pummels her own breast whilst in the throes of song. And, of course, her epic video for "It's All Coming Back to Me Now," which is possibly the most dramatic thing ever committed to film, as well as being an excellent song to wail in the shower. I can NOT, however, appreciate this:
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That bodyguard-looking dude and I have the EXACT SAME expression on our faces right now, namely one that says, "WTF, Celine?" I have no doubt that it's chilly wherever La Dion is right now, but is that any excuse to layer what looks like baby bunting over saggy leggings? It is not. And this hurts me. I don't mean to be overly dramatic, but when she's not out wearing something majorly over the top and crazy -- like her backward Oscar suit -- I feel so alone. All by myself, if you will. I know, I know: my disappointment is a tale as old as time. But, you guys, it's true as it can be. My heart seriously is not going to go on.
