The Grey Carpet

Walking the grey carpet of justice is a new spectacle in Hollywood of late. Paris Hilton gave the press her best “I’m no longer a perp” walk several years ago when she was released from the Los Angeles County Jail, and now we’ve had a series of Lindsay Lohan court arrivals surrounded by a yellow-tinged roped-off cement walkway with paparazzi packed behind the flimsy barrier to get the best shot of what the “troubled” starlet (or whatever she is considered to be these days) is wearing on her unusually puffy lips and body. Last time we saw our Lindsay-girl in court she was wearing a tight crew-neck white mini dress. Today she tossed the cleavage cover-up aside in exchange for a black top dipping low enough in the front for her two chesty friends to wave hello to the judge. If not for her current legal ailments, I’d suggest she be arrested by the fashion police.

TDFB is waiting for the outcome of Ms. Woe-Is-Me’s preliminary hearing re: her alleged necklace shop-lifting. After all, it’s not as if there is other news of import to impart. Not much going on other than a bloodbath in Libya and more U.S. states joining Wisconsin in Democratic walk-outs to send a message to their GOP-led counterparts that things aren’t coming up roses when it gets down to voting on issues where no compromise is allowed.

Updates forthcoming……

And here it is -

Nothing happened, really. A plea deal will still send her to jail, sayeth the judge. OR, she can have a trial. Next court date? March 10. She sez she won't cop a plea - for a change. I mean, all she seems to do is plead for attention. A trial?

Well now, that would be lovely. Does she realize that most of the people who would be on a jury live in reality - not on cloud of delusion? And, who in the world could be considered a "jury of her peers"? Imagine that lineup. I won't provide an example. You can have a few mindless minutes arranging that group in your imaginations/nightmares before moving on to what she'll wear on March 10.

That's all that matters, isn't it?