Keira Knightley and Sienna Miller are pals. Here we see them at the club Kabaret in London - they're not together in the pictures, but since they were there on the same night, we can safely assume they enjoyed each other's company inside. They look really happy when pictured together, like Laverne and Shirley except much hotter and not in Milwaukee, but when you separate them they both become surly and unpleasant. Kind of like me when you take away my booze and potato chips.
I'm not exactly sure what Sienna's going for here. Maybe she just hopes the red will somehow blind the photographers. Also, I'm sort of disturbed at the fact that Sienna appears to have the same taste in head-wear as Britney. Does every female star have to go around looking like Nathan Detroit now?
Keira also likes the hats. Hers is more Jamaican plantation owner though. And her boyfriend Rupert Friend - is he about to take a hunk out of the paparazzo on the other side of the window? Oh, but Keira's holding him back. That Rupert, he's just a boiling cauldron of rage. Watch out he doesn't explode all over you (actually, Keira's the one who has to watch out for that, isn't she?).
All right, he's wearing that same cheap red striped belt again. Is that the only fucking belt he owns? Will someone buy this creep another belt? And while you're at it, do you think you could introduce him to the concept of washing clothes? I haven't seen pants that filthy since I molested that house-painter...
I include this picture of Keira and Rupert the day after their club trip, only because it illustrates that Rupert does in fact own at least one other belt. Also, according to the forum I stole this from, the picture was taken as Keira and Rupert returned from a trip to a farmer's market. Where they bought some weeds? Which they later ate? Well, at least their colons will be nice and clear.
(Rupert, dude - mid-calf jeans and flip-flops? Are you a 34-year-old guy taking his kids to the Dells? Fuck, man.)
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