I do not like Angelina Jolie. I don't think she's pretty, but that's not the point. I think she's a homewrecking whore. (I know that sounds really harsh and I truly tried to temper that just a tad, but I couldn't find the right word to go with "whore.") I also think after all the vials of blood and Billy Bob phase and kissing her own brother creepiness, she's gotta be toting one or two transmittable diseases.
But.....never one to never say never, I found myself curiously drawn to this month's issue of Vanity Fair (okay, more like bored out of my mind and I already subscribe to it). As a side note, I only subscribe to Vanity Fair because my son had a school fundraiser and I buy crap I don't need because I don't believe in hitting up other people (yes, that's the Queen taking one for the team, and you're all welcome). It's a stupid and pompous magazine, but it looks great in my bathroom and frankly that's the only time I read it.
The cover story was about her directing a movie that's a love story about people in Bosnia (or some other country in the news that I don't pay attention to, but I don't pretend to care). She says she never could've made the movie without hiring local actors, and if they hadn't approved the screenplay, she wouldn't have gone forward. Obviously she's trying to get her UN ambassadorship renewed for a few more years, likely to get a free pass to another third world vacation to give birth to or adopt another kid to add to her United Colors of Benetton litter. But the best part about it all was the ad a few pages after her interview, where she is photographed floating on a canoe or kayak or someone's leftover door from Katrina (though I doubt the last one because the ad SAYS she's in Cambodia). What is this supposed humanitarian trying to sell us??? A $10,000 Louis Vuitton handbag, which coincidentally is a discontinued style and not even available, though I would think a charitable lass such as herself might be willing to give the very purse off her shoulder if the cause (read: price) were just right.
Next time one of these disease-ridden countries where she's been buying her children from becomes the next "exotic locale" for a photo shoot, perhaps she could provide some actual charity and make sure she's packed that ultra pricey LV luggage with what those poor people REALLY want from her: Food, penicillin, and/or Brad Pitt.
