Today is Wendesday, September 15th, which means that it's the finale for Big Brother.
Frankly, I've lost interest in the players and don't really care who wins, but since I've watched it all summer, I figure that I'll watch the last episode. Despite my apathy on who will walk away with a bunch of money without really having done anything of significance, I'm still nervous.
Nervous that you'll show up, live, with some hideous excuse for an outfit.
Please re-read the post from last week, regarding your key fashion issues and then double-check your choices for tonight. Do it, Julie.
(If you don't (at least moderately) get it together, then you probably won't want to read my critique tomorrow...just sayin').