It was bound to happen.
I mean, when you're famous like me, I get requests to send fan mail regularly.
They ask for my autograph.
I've been asked to be on magazine covers.
Avoiding the puparazzi is a regular issue I face.
Someone always wants to know what I tweet and who I'm dating.
Ellen and Kathie and Hoda are in a bidding war to see where I'll appear first.
And OF COURSE, people are trying to copy my latest move or style choice.
It's hard being this cool. And, well what can I say?
I look good.
So I suppose this was only the natural progression that I start posing for holiday hardware like these awesome Christmas party napkins.
So maybe, it wasn't for me. Maybe the package was for my momma from Miss Kara, because she ran her first half-marathon on Sunday.
BUT! Someone, somewhere stole my picture because that is me y'all.
Well. It is.
Now go away kid. You're botherin' me and my Royal Frenchiness self needs beauty sleep.
P.S. Thank you so much Kara!! I can't wait to bust these out at Christmas time!!
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