Just when you thought Heidi Montag couldn't be more ridiculous, she goes and has a fashion show with her own untitled pop album baring as models showed off the newest pieces from her cheesy clothing line called "Heidiwood" this weekend. Seriously, you can't make this stuff up. Us Magazine reports:
Models hit the catwalk as music from her upcoming, as-yet-untitled pop album blared.
Montag, 21, worked the runway in sky-high black stiletto platform pumps, super short black shorts and a midriff-baring zebra print halter top. ("I love zebra print!" she said. "I'm obsessed with it!")
The real head-turning moment of the night? Spencer Pratt popped on stage and gave Montag two dozen long-stemmed, pink roses before kissing her on the lips.
So is all well between the on-and-off Hills pair?
"I mean, you know, we're up, we're down," she told reporters after the show. "It's just the routine.""
I think I just threw up in my mouth. I honestly can't stand this girl. Her whole life is like a big joke... yet, for some reason, people still take her serious enough to let her have her own clothing line called "Hediwood" and have a big ridiculous fashion show for it. I don't know about you, but I'm just sick of her attention-whoring activities and I would like to be placed in a room alone with her and Spencer and see who comes out alive... because I'd be vicious in there... like a big pitbull going after a bloody steak! But, even in the midst of all my hatred... and even though I know that Heidi's more than 50% plastic these days and has been constructed into what she is as if she were a little Barbie doll made by the tiny little fingers of child sweatshop workers in the South Pacific, I still have to admit, this chick looks hotter and hotter every time I see her.
I can't help it, she looks good. Real good. And I hate myself for it. Damn being human and having these uncontrollable attractions and desires! This just makes me disgusted with myself... I hate having to admit this. That's it, I'm going to go bathe myself in tomato sauce. Sure, that probably won't make me feel any better... but that's what they tell people to do when they get sprayed by a skunk... and, on the inside, I feel as repulsive as I would feel if I were actually in this situation... so it's basically a metaphor to cleanse my soul. I just feel so helpless and dirty... it's horrible! Damn you, Heidi! I'll never forget this!
Heidi out looking exceptionally hot (as much as I regret admitting it) at her "Heidiwood" fashion show this past Friday:
