Laurie Brookins
@lauriebrookins
Freelance journalist, The Hollywood Reporter, Travel + Leisure, and other pubs. I was @StyleWriterNYC over at the bad place. Also a survivor of one of many failed versions of the felon’s ego magazine. Yes, it was as bad as you think. I have stories.
Seen in a Walmart parking lot today in Florida. It’s not a gas pump, but it gives me hope anyway:
Taken tonight in Georgia, an unretouched Getty photo of a sweaty, makeup-laden orange monster with a ridiculously spare and straw-like combover. He’s the walking version of all the tacky gold he’s splashed onto every available surface. For all that’s good and true, please let it be over soon.
Today in Florida … Someone please tell me why all those lies he told last night matter at all.
Whatever is going on with his forehead and cheeks makes me think he’s soon going to look like this:
All those billions he’s raking in via blatant corruption, and he can’t get his suits tailored properly? We know the reason it needs to be fixed, but the back of his jacket is starting to look like a bustle, for crying out loud.
A much-needed brain cleanser: Look how stunning Ruth Negga was last night in Cannes, wearing a custom gown and long white gloves by Balenciaga with diamond earrings by Chopard, on the red carpet for the premiere of Coward. Perfection.
Unretouched Getty photos taken yesterday as he traveled to attend the Coast Guard Academy graduation ceremony. It's getting harder to hide, isn't it, Donnie?
Not sure I understand the logic of gerrymandering Floridians and pissing them off further while this is happening — or are they doing it because this is happening, and they know there’s little chance of winning in November unless they stack the deck?
Google Brina Knauss and see if you can figure out who she looks like:
Two stations in Florida yesterday — and these are the numbers they’re trying to lure us in with, yikes. Happy Easter Weekend, everybody! You know who to blame …
This photo is from June 2020; don’t let anyone tell you they’re partaking of anything religious for Easter weekend.
Well, that didn’t take long at all. He makes me doubt karma is real.
His penis must be crazy small. It’s the only explanation for something like this.
In Tampa on Monday — this is what you voted for, Florida! Hope you have cash handy!
When asked about the Epstein photo, Ratner said it was his fiancée, though he declined to name her. Twenty years ago, when Ratner said that photo was taken, he was dating model Alina Puscau, who looks nothing like the girl next to Epstein. I met her at a shoot he photographed in 2005.
So when Brunel got up, Ratner sat down? Or vice versa? Scumbags.
No, that is false information people need to stop spreading. She is a model, here is her info from Getty:
Images from the 1997 Victoria’s Secret Angels party in New York — yeah, Wexner knew nothing, right: