I love you, Carrie Fisher. Even without the many other reasons, I will always cherish you from When Harry Met Sally -- especially the offhandedly supportive way you delivered the line, "She doesn't have a problem with chins."
But we have got to discuss this.
[Photo: Splash News]
This look a bit like the New Year's Baby threw up on your head. The memoir you just penned is called Wishful Drinking, not Wishful Blinking, which is how I'd refer to your optimism that you -- or anyone for that matter -- could pull off applying makeup by confetti cannon.
** AHA. Apparently this was taken after she left the stage of a Wishful Drinking performance. Which I have seen, and yet somehow I don't remember the confetti. Or her eyes. But at least it makes more sense as theater makeup. Sigh. Oh, Carrie. I knew I never should have doubted you.
But we have got to discuss this.
[Photo: Splash News]
This look a bit like the New Year's Baby threw up on your head. The memoir you just penned is called Wishful Drinking, not Wishful Blinking, which is how I'd refer to your optimism that you -- or anyone for that matter -- could pull off applying makeup by confetti cannon.
** AHA. Apparently this was taken after she left the stage of a Wishful Drinking performance. Which I have seen, and yet somehow I don't remember the confetti. Or her eyes. But at least it makes more sense as theater makeup. Sigh. Oh, Carrie. I knew I never should have doubted you.
