YOU GUYS. I’m still hanging out in the hospital with my kiddo (don’t even get me started on how absolutely broken healthcare is – he’s not here because he NEEDS to be – he’s here because of red tape bureaucratic bullsh*t and is actually feeling really good), and I’m suffering from a serious case of boredom.
I just saw this on Twitter and had to share it with y’all:
The countdown has begun!! 3 MORE HOURS until #WillandGrace premieres for one last time on @NBC! pic.twitter.com/BQzRMotNZ9
— Debra Messing✍🏻 (@DebraMessing) October 24, 2019
Listen – I know her politics are genuinely insane, but I’m happy to admit that at one time, a long long time ago, Debra Messing was an attractive woman. Adorable, even. So I just find it so terribly sad that she doesn’t have a close girlfriend or honest husband who will tell her to stop injecting crap into her face. Her forehead is FROZEN, you guys. Her cheeks are so filled that they no longer move in tandem with her eyes and mouth. Her lips are so full of crap it looks like she’s been stung by two giant angry bees.
And why? To look younger? Ok good job, Debra. You look ageless, but you also look like an alien, so….congrats?
Attention Hollywood. YOU AREN’T FOOLING ANYONE. STOP PUTTING SH*T INTO YOUR FACES.