Unnngh. Feeling horribly hungover. Why on earth did it seem like a good idea to go bar-hopping with my dad? And that fifth round of grappa was totally
unnecessary. Please forgive me if I make a nonsensical mess out of this. I. Want. To. Die.
But Kristen! Kristen was AMAZING. While she was still goofy and awkward as on the Conchords, there was something distinctly different about her bearing than on the telly. Much more confident and completely at ease. And on the show, she's always seemed sort of homely-cute, but last night she was genuinely alluring. Kristen has the most incredible, glowing, peachy skin. It's so beautiful.
The comedy was fantastic, or at least, the bits I can remember were fantastic. Her partner, Kurt Braunohler, is a deeply silly 6'2" blond, corn-fed all-American, and they work hilariously well together, finishing each other's sentences and egging each other on. They're simultaneously encouraging and undermining, which reminded me quite a bit of Bret and Jemaine's partnership. Oh, it was glorious. I laughed and laughed and laughed. Wonderful stuff.
Here's another silly pic of her at the end of the show, marker cap in her mouth, signing a karate-chopped board of wood (don't ask) for an audience member. God, she's so cute:
There are some more silly pictures to look at here
, if you'd like. Or not. I don't want to pressure you or anything. Personally, I'd rather crawl back into bed with a large bottle of ibuprofen until the horrible, horrible pain of consciousness goes away, but you know, to each their own. Pro tip:
STAY AWAY FROM GRAPPA.