Despite my dislike of celebrity deification, I grew up like lots of li’l girls – counting on landing looks like Gwen Stefani, or the ever-classic icon she emulated, Marilyn Monroe. And then being obviously disappointed like 80% of the population who might’ve been happier had they just seen her more relateable off-camera snappies like this one: (Maybe it’s ’cause she’s having a barbiturate barbeque by the pool, but homegirl looks.. Read More