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When someone asks you ‘who you are wearing?,’ the answer should never be Arnie Morton. Sorry, Lady Gaga, your MTV VMA protein pack was rare perhaps -- but not well done. (For what it’s worth, though, I did think the prime filet beret brought the whole ensemble together quite nicely.) And the infinite wardrobe changes? That’s a dick move reserved for Oscar hosts. First you’re a turkey; then sheet metal; then prime rib. We get it. You like to play dress up. Just do me a favor, when you end the night wearing the entrails of Clarabelle as shoes, please just assure me it's organic.
I heard that there were maggots all over her dress. No one should wear worms.
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