Here in the South, you can say whatever you want about someone, and as long as you follow it with or precede it with a “bless her heart” or “bless his heart” its OK.
Examples…”Bless her heart, but she has gotten huge!”
“He doesn’t have the brains God allowed a goose…bless his heart!”
“Leslie is the sweetest thing, but bless her heart, she can talk the hind leg off a mule.”
That explained, much has been made in recent weeks of how much Madonna has started to look like some sort of science experiment. I won’t repost the pictures because I’m sure you have seen by now the breast implants she had inserted in her cheeks and the veiny man arms her excessive exercise has left her with.
But not much has been said, and maybe it’s because people are just nicer than me, about her daughter Lourdes. She’s a beautiful girl…coming up on her teen years…which probably means, given how Hollywood works, that she’ll be in a reality show, rehab, and a sex tape before we know it. But BLESS HER HEART that girl needs to be waxed.
I mean, she has one eyebrow and a mustache. That’s all I’m gonna say.
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