It's slow today what with Jackles and that other one headed to SXSW and Rambo blogging about shoes, so it seemed a good time to revisit this:
Interesting how she opens with the whole Harvard Business School thing. Whatever happened to that, I wonder. How odd to make such a big deal about something via your blog, Twitter, Facebook, all those many platforms, and then just drop it without another word!
And also -- the hamming. The incessant hamming. She is so in love with herself here that it will surely prompt Russian Girl's terrified horse to gallop off into the night again. And yet she says nothing of any intelligence, insight or vision. For the poor soul in our comments who fears Jackles is on her way to becoming the next Oprah? Really, fret not. The girl does not have a brain in her head. All of her energy and her small reserves of semi-intelligence are completely shallow and devoted to promoting herself or creating a false image of herself. And even those minuscule reserves burn out quickly as she reverts back to her default position -- lying on her ass at 3 a.m. Twittering her every inane thought while Googling pink party dresses and Barbie shoes and typing ZOMG I. MUST. HAVE. THESE. ZOMG ZOMG!!