For a woman whose book is allegedly titled Nipples AND who says she shot, directed, and starred in a movie called Nipples: Secrets of my Dreams, this outfit isn't focusing on the part of Bai Ling that I assumed it would:
Not that there's anything wrong with that. Bai still whipped out that fantastic royal-wedding-caliber hat and some serious leg acreage. But if she is going to get that book published -- and PLEASE let that happen, because I need a copy, like, yesterday -- you'd think Bai would be doing a little more aggressive promotional work.
Right?
Right:
Not that there's anything wrong with that. Bai still whipped out that fantastic royal-wedding-caliber hat and some serious leg acreage. But if she is going to get that book published -- and PLEASE let that happen, because I need a copy, like, yesterday -- you'd think Bai would be doing a little more aggressive promotional work.
Right?
Right:
[Photo: PacificCoastNewsOnline.com]
MUCH better. This is way less, "My panda within, perched on my fingernails, wants me to keep the secrets of my dreams to myself," and a lot more, "The chicken sprite who lives in my collarbone wrote a movie for me called 101 Dalniptians and I will be playing Cruella de Vil." Memo to publishers: Don't even EDIT this woman's words. Just get them out there to us.
