Monica Bellucci, high-Priestess of my woman-crush club and sole reason why I might never get married, attended the Cartier Spring Party in Rome last night.
And no, it doesn't matter that the only objectively positive remarks I would make about this look would be that her eye makeup is sultry, her hair is sweet and her dress isn't terrible.
You don't understand, her missteps don't count. She's Monica.
22 March 2007
I will forever wait for her.
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I'm surprised you like her as much as you do, considering how harsh you are on women whose weight is far below hers.
She's stunning, but she's certainly not Jessica Biel's size. Not even Scarlett's.
God, she's unbelieveable. I like, want her to be my teacher or something.
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