Mischa Barton walking back to Bowery Hotel in New York (9/13)
I didn't crop that picture of Mischa Barton. It came like that from the agency. When she finally jumps off a bridge into the Hudson, her death is on your hands paparazzi. On my hands? Frosting. I had cake for lunch. With a side of badassery. But mainly cake.
[WENN]
I didn't crop that picture of Mischa Barton. It came like that from the agency. When she finally jumps off a bridge into the Hudson, her death is on your hands paparazzi. On my hands? Frosting. I had cake for lunch. With a side of badassery. But mainly cake.
Give the kid a break. Shes just a young country girl trying to make it in the big city.
Maybe if she stops being delusional and confronts and admits her problems instead of coming up with creative excuses for them, she'll start getting on the path to recovery. The paparazzi isn't the problem. She is.
Mischa needs a cantalope so she can fill it with all that cottage cheese.