Now we get to Cannes cause Emily Ratajkowski has been all over it.  She is here cause she wore a dress I think is ugly as sin.  Well, dress doesn’t really do it.  It’s like a body suit with some fabric attached to almost look like a dress?  I don’t know, it’s hard to describe but it has caused my brain a lot of confusion. Because I am like, that is ugly.  I am certain that is ugly.  I am certain I find it ugly.  She looks beautiful in it.  All together it is very hot.  She looks very hot. This is a really strange bit of confusion for my brain.  I have given in and accepted that it is an ugly dress that doesn’t do a thing to diminish her beauty. Maybe it enhances it.  There is a school of poetry and art that stresses a lone flower struggling to grow in a barren wasteland is more beautiful than a field of healthy flowers.  That the stark lack of beauty adds contrast that heightens the inherent beauty of the flower.  That could be going on here.  Or I could be on 3 hours of sleep and talking absolute shit.  Life is full of mysteries and the sooner you accept you will never know for certain the happier you will be.  Or lack of certainty will slowly naw at your brain and you’ll only get 3 hours of sleep.  Once again, you can never know.  I do know this though, she has looked great walking around and stuff and I can say with 100% certainty that today I want to fuck Emily Ratajkowski.