Matt Dillon's sister is dead. (There is always death in YA novels) He's feeling all alone and he's an outcast to boot (my advice - lose the makeup) so he becomes BFF with an elderly cat lady who has frickin' Alzheimer's! They become roadies for the New York Dolls. Just kidding about that last part.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Matt Frakkin' Dillon!
MATT F&%#ING DILLON!!! What the heckin' hollywood are you doing here? And so glammed up! Who's the grandma with the matching eyeliner? Are you her escort to a red-hat club meeting? Are you door-to-door sales reps for Mary Kay Cosmetics? And what's with the giant faucet coming out of the building? So many questions! Here's the real story: