The problem with the term “beautiful girl” is that girls are rarely, if ever, beautiful. Girls are pretty and girls are cute — and that’s fine because there’s a time and place for cute (the age 16 and prom, respectively) — but they’re not beautiful. Women are beautiful. Women are sexy.
We’re reminded of how many people ignore that important distinction around this time every year: the lad mag “Hot List” season, when Maxim et al group together the names of every sad, drunk, Botoxed, sutured, bleached, commodified and infected girl in Hollywood and try to pretend the resultant stable has sex appeal. We’re sick of it, so we’ve compiled our own lineup of truly beautiful women. Feel free to suggest additions or complain.
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Wonder who Mary-Louise Parker isn’t too fond of on the set of “Weeds”?
She…enjoyed a cozy dinner at the West Village’s La Palapa just before Christmas.
“…it did sound like she was none too happy with someone on her show, saying they were lacking talent, and had a sense of entitlement.”
Our tux still had blood on it Friday evening, so we were unable to attend the gayest gala of the year: The Out 100. But our outed brother Queerty dove headfirst into the glittery hubbub, emerging with a gay joke from Mary-Louise Parker, interesting banter from Tim Gunn and a reportedly “25-pound gift bag.” (Size queen!)
The photos of Mary Louise Parker and her adopted baby are off limits due to some very rococo digital legalities that I don’t want to get in to. So, here’s who she’s copying. Start the presses!
Last evening marked the 59th Annual Emmy Awards (which I’ve heard were unyieldingly boring). Although they remain one of the least merit-based awards in history, the Emmys are one of the sharpest, and that should count for something.
After the jump, the gowns! Oh, the gowns!
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