Regina George, how do I even begin to explain Regina George?

Spent the last hour fawning over pictures of Emma Watson, currently filled with a mixture of intense jealousy, self-loathing and insecurity. How is it possible for one woman to be so perfect? Usually I hate using the word ‘perfection’ to describe anything but she is the epitome of unattainable perfection, something that only exists in fairytales like Father Christmas or the tooth fairy. Last night she was at the premiere of her new film, I spent the evening questioning whether it is acceptable to cut around the mould on the cheese in my fridge. How the other half live, eh?

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3 responses to “Regina George, how do I even begin to explain Regina George?

  1. She probably has someone else cut the mold off here cheese for her.

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