Here’s Paris Hilton looking like an asshole made of nightgown doilies.
Here’s Bradley Cooper’s former childbabygirlfriend Suki Waterhouse dressed as 1995’s asshole.
Here’s Posh and David Beckham’s son looking like an asshole with a tiny goiter bun trying to be pensive like an asshole would.
Here’s Chuck Bass from Gossip Girl looking like an asshole but definitely also apparently looking like Justin Timberlake at thumbnail glance because I kind of thought that’s who this was.
Here’s Kylie Jenner looking like an asshole who dyed her hair with orange Kool-Aid with her asshole ex-kind-of-brother-in-law Scott Disick and a possible bandit behind them who is definitely probably a bandit asshole.
Here’s Rydel Lynch, some manner of pop person, looking like a bedspread’s asshole.
This is the daughter of Stephen Baldwin, an asshole, dressed like an asshole.
Here’s Tara Reid. She’s been through enough.
Fuck this whole thing.
I don’t know what’s happening anymore. What is the point of that jean jacket? How does it stay on if it’s shredded? Is is basically a boa with sleeves?
And of course usually it’s just a lot of this fuckery because at its heart Coachella is a serious Coache-lural appropriationfest.