Incase you missed it, this week the Kardashian family unveiled their HILARIOUS, GLAMOUROUS Christmas card that they send out to about 15,000 of their closets friends, ex friends, ex husbands, lovers, ex pets and half family members.
Let’s take a closer look at this heavily photoshopped beauty, shall we?
It was hard to find a image on google where Kendall Jenner wasn’t cropped out, but I managed it so that’s got to count for something, right?
Let’s move left to right.
Hey Kylie. You look about your age aside from those expensive Louboutins on your 15 year old feet. It’s cool though, I could expect nothing less from that regal blood pumping through your veins.
Kim, where is Kanye? Do you have to be married or spawning children to be in this photo? Because, Scott got the in. Might want to put in a memo to Mama Jenner-Kardashian for next year. What IS in your hand?
Mercy Kitty, RIP little friend. All the money in the wold couldn’t save your precious little soul. Hope you have all the kat knip your under developed heart desires in kitty heaven.
Rob, why the headphones, bro? Are you DJing on weekends now? Sorry about Rita and everything, but if it is any consolation – everyone forgot you were even dating before AND after we knew she cheated on you. You’re in the clear, my friend.
Bruce, your face is looking a bit Michael Jackson for the wear.
Mason, looking good little man. That long hair really suits you and your dangerous personality.
Scott, why so serious? Are you the irony in the picture this year? I can’t take a serious look at those loafers, I just can’t.
Lamar, you’re the only natural looking human being in this photo. Congratulations!
Khloe, your hair looks fantastic but they photoshopped you a bit weird. Even your champagne looks like a banana at first glance. Fire the man.
Kourtney, nice baby there. Are you and Kim wearing the same shoes? I’m disappointed. Give Scott a little kick for me, would you?
Kris, photo shop took 15 pounds – err years off you, doll!
Kendall, put it away.
MERRY KHRISTMAS EVERYONE! Over the top knows no bounds.