Monday, June 18
As I mentioned, I was out of town all weekend so I actually did not catch any of the Daytime Emmys. And I'm not crying over that, either.
Rachael strutted her stuff down the red carpet, despite looking exceptionally shiny.
Rachael is famous for talking about feeling out of place at events, jobs, etc., so I can only imagine what she must think when it's time to hit up Hollywood.
Now I know it's hot in L.A., but can't she get that husband of hers to standby with a powder puff or two!?! What else is he good for, really?
I suppose her added face-moisture could stem from the fact that she was screaming on some megaphone while inside what appears to be some sort of hot, sweaty hotdog cart/bus thing.
UPDATE: Found out here that she was passing out Italian Ice from that truck. Thank goodness it was something cold.
There's something you won't see Julia Roberts doing before an awards ceremony.
While Rachael lost to a deserving Ellen Degeneres, she still was a winner in my book. She had the only successful talk show last year, and she kept up all of her other jobs-- even while sweating. Hoo-ray!
Labels: Rachael Ray