Short story? This was a run of the mill episode. However. In the waning moments of the episode, just when I thought all was lost, man alive, he appeared. Puffier then I remember, and as orange as a construction cone, Michael Fucking Kors appears to be back next week! Honestly, this coupled with the start of the NFL football season on the same night and I’m speechless. It’s the birth of my children and my wedding day all rolled into one, except better, and much less expensive. September 5, 2013. Remember this day folks. Or actually, you won’t need to. I’m going to get a tattoo to commemorate.
In what appears to be a one night only performance outside of his obligatory indoor shades cameo at fashion week, Kors is back. He looks to be at the top of his game as well. The whining. The catty remarks. Almost falling out of his chair laughing at his own jokes. I re-ran the DVR like 50 times. I had that smile a child gets when she first sees bubbles being blown. I’m smiling right now in my sleep. And on my way to work. And in a car accident. And in the hospital. And in surgery. And in post op. Nothing can dampen this week. Wait, what? It’s a three-day weekend? Damn right it is. BRING MY CHALICE AND MY FINEST ROBES.
Sorry, toweling off and getting back to the recap.