Lost Stars

After about two hours in the makeup chair, with the lights glaring into my sleep-deprived eyes, I decided that I really and truly hated my life. This might seem strange to most of the world, as I was rich, indisputably talented, fabulously famous, and unquestionably beautiful. And did I mention still gloriously young? In Hollywood I was the hottest commodity since, well, I would honestly have to say that there simply is no comparison. I was continually sent ludicrously budgeted megablockbus...