Blissed out after intensely relaxing 90 min massage over at the gorgeous Spa Merge on 57th. Therapist: “Why so tight, this butt muscle?” HA! less than a minute ago via Echofon
She’s been in town, what, a week? She moved away in August? She was lying on some never-before-heard-of friend’s Tribeca couch this morning, then managed to drag herself to a spa for a massage because Fashion Week is such an ordeal!!
Not one mention of her poor dog? The one she trots out for faux-to shoots when it suits her?
Where the fuck is she? Has Donkey even seen her? Does she care?
For years we’ve been reading blog posts about little “Marshmallow” and how much Donkey loves her. And yet she’s just left her with Lasagna and makes no mention of her? Is she taking her back home to Chicago now that she’s sponging off Momsers and Dadsers? Or is going to Boston to get laid taking precedence, once again, over her poor dog?
I say the tightness in her ass, by the way, is because she’s such a tight-ass. Get a hotel room next time, you miserly hick.