Jen & Vince: their 'private' moments
Just Jared has a boatload more of these candid shots taken from Jen's hotel balcony, more evidence of their new love - a love that seems to be generating just slightly less skepticism than the human abomination known as Tom & Katie. And just to pound that point home, even that mummified old dyke Liz Smith, who's had her head up Jennifer's ass all summer, had the following to say in her increasingly irrelevant daily column: 'Oh, and those new shots of Jen 'n' Vince kissing? Caught 'unaware' they'll insist. OK, whatever.' Can you imagine how strong the PR stink must be if even the blindest dingbat in the world of gossip is calling out the true motivation behind this sudden public fondling?
Same goes for today's mention in Ted C's column. Something about Jen and Vince having dinner while he had his hand shoved inside the back of her pants, all the way down to her arse. Hmmmm…curious for someone who covets her privacy so much, non? Also interesting coming from someone who insisted she and Vince were JUST friends in the latest issue of Elle, on newsstands right now. And hey - nothing wrong with that. Nothing wrong with revealing information only when it suits you. Or spinning the truth at opportune moments. It's not like they don't ALL do it. But here's the thing - for those of you so hellbent on believing that Brad Pitt was a cheater just because she said so in Vanity Fair…um, you might want to revisit your convictions. Just a suggestion…'cause it looks like poor itty bitty sweet as pie Jen knows how to lie too.
