Cher, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

Fishnets…AGAIN?? Sigh. First the Vanity Fair Dec issue cover…and now the Burlesque premiere; even Bob Mackie’s frocks covered her vadge better than this mini frock that screams ‘ look at me, LOOK AT ME’. Or does she have the early onset of sleb alzheimers and actually just forgot to get dressed and this is what she scrubs the floors in toy boy towers in?! And oh hello, I’m thinking ‘tights and snag and cheap clanky bracelets’. Never a good combo.

And then there’s white Snooki next to her, or Christina Aguilera if you please; in what can only be described as pregnancy attire, because WHO in their right mind would go out like a roll of fat wrapped in crepe paper? And is it just me, or are her bewbs trying to tell her dress to come back? Ooof.

And as for lil’ miss Lady Marmalade rocking the same two-tone blonde meets bleach bone-dry frizz she turned up in for her Hollywood Walk of Fame presentation ceremony. Cheap. That divorce money better come through soon huh.

The only thing scarier and more eye-ball ripping on the red carpet was this (although with Aguilera’s lezbean record these days, I’m sure Mr Chaz is just her type, if you like armpit fudge; lots of it and fat necks).

I’m off for a lay down, this is far too much *shock face*  for one day.

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