Up until now I figured I had picked a profession in which under no circumstances would I ever have to look at a blown-up picture of Lindsay Lohan's gunk-covered, smoke-stained teeth. I thought you were better than this, Saints Row the Third.
A whole host of slightly famous people showed up last night in L.A. for the Saints Row premier. Carmen Electra made an appearance, as did the lovely and talented Brea Grant. Attractive famous couple Sarah Hyland and Matt Prokop rubbed noses in front of cameras, while Rob Kardashian disappointed everyone by not being one of his sisters.
But we don't care about any of those people (with the possible exception of Brea Grant). No, last night everyone's eyes were on the actress voted most likely to burst into flames, throw a drink, or flash her junk, Lindsay Lohan and her magically grotesque teeth.
I'm sure my teeth are no prize either, but I'm in a place where British newspapers don't feel the need to blow up pictures of my chompers and comment on how horrid they are.
Come on, Lohan. You're a star. Start acting like one and stop attending gaming events, so I don't have to imagine the smell of your mouth.