The envelope, please. Our Mother-of-the-Year award goes to... Melanie Griffith! Apparently it's impossible to die of an overdose of collagen because she was observed this week in Beverly Hills, dangling a cigarette from those massive honking lips while sparking her 17-year old daughter's with a lighter.
If she wants to commit suicide a smoke at a time, that's her business. But encouraging her own child to do so is simply criminal, even if the legal smoking age were not 18. Surely there are better ways to bond.
I fail to grasp how adorable they will look in their matching mother-and-daughter iron lungs, right before the designer coffins. Does she share her cocaine with her children, too?
Her teenage daughter is not her party pal. She is supposed to protect this girl from danger and guide her to make healthy choices for her future. That means ensuring that she HAS one, not feeding her into the jaws of an addiction that will take years off her life, age her prematurely, and make her smell nasty besides. HOW COULD SHE?
Can somebody please tell me What is WRONG With this Woman?
