Okay, it goes without saying that we all miss Arrested Development very much. Every time I mix prescription drugs and alcohol, I think fondly of Lucille Bluth. Which is why when I saw little Maeby Fünke at Sundance, I rationalized that she's dressed like this because it's an arctic blast at Sundance and girlfriend is cold:
I mean, we've all been there. I recently considered buying a Slanket to wear around the house. Until I realized that, for me, getting a Slanket was like the equivalent of taking out a television ad announcing to the world that I have just given up. (Give it a few years.)
But then I saw what was under this Slanket-esque coat:
I mean, we've all been there. I recently considered buying a Slanket to wear around the house. Until I realized that, for me, getting a Slanket was like the equivalent of taking out a television ad announcing to the world that I have just given up. (Give it a few years.)
But then I saw what was under this Slanket-esque coat:
OH ALIA SHAWKAT. WHAT? WHY? Please tell me you're attending this event in costume as something or other having to do with whatever movie you're promoting at Sundance (as you are posing with your director). PLEASE. Because that's a quadra-puffed sleeved plaid romper over long johns and I LOVE YOU and NO.
