No, it's not Peaches Geldof or a 50-year-old gym teacher reliving her '80s Madonna phase - it's Avril Lavigne.And I thought Mischa Barton was the only useless celebutwat afflicted with occasional bouts of inexplicable bloat.
Dear Avril: Rolling around on the carpet isn't great for your hair. Drinking isn't great for your skin, body or disposition.
I am so tickled right now, I can't even say. I sincerely hope this is the beginning of a long, painful meltdown, ending in premature, agonizing death.
