From the start of her career, Denise Richards was never exactly a full-figured woman, but lately she’s been looking like strips of elk jerky carelessly sewn onto bone.
Sort of a modern-day version of Sally from The Nightmare Before Christmas. I wouldn’t be surprised if one of her arms, pressed from the weight of one of the many children in her care, fell onto the ground and disintegrated in a puff of celery-scented smoke.
I’m not saying she doesn’t eat, I’m just saying she doesn’t eat donuts. But that’s what she’d have us believe. Denise, extra on edge because of recent attention from the media, Tweeted a photo of one sprinkle-covered carb circle in hopes of changing opinions.
To confirm, she wrote “Yum! And yes, I ate it.” A few hours later she posted another photo of some artichokes, salmon and potatoes with the caption “Making a late dinner girls had gymnastics…“
She should try reading Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs, that book always made me hungry.