ina garten is a fag hag

last weekend in new york, scott and chris pointed out to me the fact that every time the food network's "barefoot contessa," ina garten, has friends over, they're immaculately-dressed, older-but-good-looking faggots. i had only noticed one, from her famed "come over; we're going to grill but i'm not going to tell you what it is!" episode.

i'm sitting here with terry, doing my usual saturday food network watching, and onto the screen pops fat and happy ina garten. she informs us that she was sitting around with her bridge friends in the hamptons, and that they've decided to really spice things up by throwing a pot luck dinner party!

needless to say, 3 of the 4 people she's invited are rich-ass fags. you know that when they're talking to each other on their super-slim cellphones they have this conversation:

"girl, if these other queens see us hanging out with that fat-ass barefoot cuntessa, our stock is gonna plummet!"

"i know, mary, but she puts us on TV and feeds us, girl."

"true dat."

ok, so maybe fags from the hamptons don't talk like that. but in my mind they do.