January 19th, 2008
The headless monster.
Today a migraine made me get up early. I don’t drink since they told me it caused cellulite, which means I can’t blame alcohol. Frightened, I ran to find my homeopath’s number when a flashback made me stop suddenly. I changed direction and here I am, sitting in front of the computer to tell you what caused my headache: Yesterday I wrote that today I was going to regret having paid compliments to the celebrities, and I was right. Last night all the splendour of the celebrities in the 32nd ceremony of the Successful Awards was tarnished by their terrible behaviour during the party to honour the winners.
Now all I want to do is shut the curtains, turn off the light and go to bed to forget what happened, but my duty as journalist and public figure is to share with you this first hand information.
I don’t know if I am very naïve and I cannot see it or if I am very clever and what happens is that I don’t want to see it, but last night (and it tends to happen in these kind of events) an unknown force fed the beast that all celebrities have inside them: a wild animal that emerges from underneath their dresses, those that a few hours back I was praising.
One, two, four, fifteen, sixty, two hundred headless beasts (without a conscience) took over the premises with a behaviour contrary to any manual of urbanity: spectacles of decadence, making undesirable scenes, total lack of manners: a non-stop journey to Sodom and Gomorra.
Yes dear readers, as you read it, this was even worse than what you can imagine. The amazing photos that my friend Cesare has exclusively taken for this blog say it all.
It seems that my migraine has got a bit better. At least, I won’t be the only one suffering from one today.
Posted by: Anne La Cabresse at 08:16
Fortunately, the dog knew how to get home...
My god, he looks good enough to eat!
We all saw her arrive. Nobody saw her leave...
I don’t need to tell you where this whisky ended up…
The three say that they "have slept" together. I would say "have spent the night".
Their clothes were so white that they got confused in the dark and they all put on each others clothes.
Look at her nails... his back will never be how you see it here again.
So many hours of hairdressers and gymnasium thrown out with the garbage...
His hat had a double use: when he was leaving, it acted as briefs …
It is the only photo of him with his award... hours later he swapped it for rum and cokes.
Name:
Anne La Cabresse
Place:
Los Angeles, CA
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