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Probably a result of public disappointment, for fear of backlash and ridicule, NBC killed its plan to pay Hollywood Ebola a million dollars for her first post-prison interview. Barbara Walters, that senile old bag, in a moment of lucidity, also rejected the opportunity, likely bombarded over the last two weeks by emails from disbelieving viewers about her transparent defence of Paris on The View. Full Story
Slept a little, shopped more, had a lovely lovely dinner at The Wolseley with the lovely lovely Claire from Grazia. Why no Grazia in North America? Cutest fashion tips ever. Love, love, love.
Just back now from an insomnia-induced, drizzling run through Hyde Park around the most serene little lake … my heart belongs to London.
My heart however has no affection for NBC. It took that peacock an interminable amount of time and several fan petitions to lackadaisically renew Friday Night Lights, the most universally acclaimed show to come along in years but how easy now… a $1 million offer on the table for the exclusive first post-prison interview with that festering scab Paris Hilton? Hollywood Ebola who abuses animals and doesn’t care if her cat gets run over and leaves her dogs running up and down the street unleashed and unattended to? Bet your concrete tits Meredith Vieira will NOT be asking about that.
Weak. So weak.
As for The View considering hiring a homo gay as the Fourth Lady – about time. My vote is for Mario Cantone. But how about getting rid of that senile old bat Barbara Walters and giving the show a double shot of queer? Two flames, the faghag Joy, and the ultra-conservative Elisabeth every morning around the coffee table – I would watch every day…wouldn’t you?
Friday – catching up from yesterday, blogging all morning UK time then headed to a junket. Fill you in on everything magical and even a little muggle on Monday.
Have a great weekend!
Yours in gossip,
PS. Canadian readers living in London are tossing around idea for a bit of a smutty gathering here. Which means we get sh-tfaced and gossip. Will update this section of the site over the weekend if something is confirmed.
PPS. Confirmed. Saturday night 7pm at Smith"s of Smithfield, in Clerkenwell:
So they’ve finally removed Paris Hilton from that cushy little room at the infirmary and transferred her back to Lynnwood where she’ll likely serve out the remainder of her sentence in solitary, on a hard little bed hopefully with her head beside a festering toilet.
Our last days of joy before her disease lashes out in freedom, stronger than ever, with that greedy little fool Barbara Walters shoved half way up her ass. Enjoy it while it lasts.
Sorry… have been distracted the last few days trying to get over a new book and it’s time for a new recommendation anyway. The Post Birthday World by Lionel Shriver – an extremely uncomfortable read, as is the case with everything else she writes including of course We Need to Talk About Kevin. She has that gift of sneaking up on you, subtly forcing you to confront the worst parts of yourself, the parts so easy to suppress during a dinner party as you collectively rage against the common enemy only to realise later on that you have more in common with it than you think. Definitely NOT a beach read but a read that stays with you for ages.
Thursday, posting all day, refresh browser often.
Yours in gossip,
PS. Thanks to what seems like the entire city of Calgary for the thorough, insightful description of Cowboys. Hot girls who rub up against dude for big tips – as much at $10K during Stampede – and who apparently get half a boob job paid for if they stay six months … sounds like my kind of place. Am headed to Calgary late July…will have to drop in.
Barbara Walters was presented with a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame today. And guess who made an appearance? Kathy and Nicky Hilton. Coincidence or conspiracy? Esteemed journalist or senile cow with media favours at the ready for anyone rich enough to afford her friendship? Old Bag… please! Full Story
With Rosie gone, Barbara Walters has apparently resorted to befriending Paris Hilton for ratings, not only eager to defend her but very open to the idea of having Hollywood Ebola host the show. Can you imagine? Can you imagine what Rosie would have done? Can you imagine if Rosie was still on? Rosie going chest to chest with that dirty skank and tearing her a new asshole? But of course not. Full Story
Have finally caught up on all the Entourage I’ve missed during travels…and first 2 episodes of Season 4. Drama does this thing at the very end of 4.1 that will kill you, promise. Have to tell you, it’s kinda trippy watching it now that I have a thing for Adrian Grenier and can’t stand that tiny twat Kevin Connolly.
It was a bit confusing the schedule this season but to clarify: Season 3 just wrapped, Season 4 starts up immediately on Sunday June 17th on The Movie Network and Movie Central in Canada and on HBO in America. Had the opportunity to screen a preview – you will love, love, love.
Bit of nostalgia last night – Signs was on tv. Joaquin Phoenix minus the Elvis bloat with short hair and a supertoned body – sooo beautiful. Sigh. I miss him. But you know the wagon? That wagon? The wagon is like 2 towns away. Trust.
Still, I was riveted for an hour watching that movie, watching Mel Gibson before he lost his sh-t. Riveted even though the DVD is sitting on my shelf. Why is it that movies are on occasion better on tv with commercials than they are any time any day in your own home with no interruptions? Is it just me?
Am thrilled about your enthusiasm over the Roots Bag giveaway. One more day to enter – good luck!
Tuesday, online all day, new posts updated throughout.
Yours in gossip,
PS. Sounds like most of you are agreement that that senile old hag Barbara Walters needs to step off. I played back her bullsh*t message from jail yesterday on The View and that moment when she rebuked Joy for cracking a joke about Paris – because who hasn’t cracked a joke about Paris??? – the way Barbara comes to the Ebola defence, the way she openly smacked down one of her girls for a Hilton? Oh there is a side alright. There is a side and she picked it. Just like she picked Donald’s side…and the side of everyone else who can do her a favour. So much for integrity in reporting. The View, I’m done.
Paris to Barbara Walters – I have power to do good. I am changed. I have experienced a spiritual awakening. I am Paris Power. I miss Rosie. Help me… As mentioned earlier, Barbara Walters spoke to Paris Hilton yesterday and of course she had to share her message to the world: Paris is no longer content with what she used to be. Full Story
Rocky’s days on the Freebie 5 were numbered – it was supposed to be a 45 day total. But now that he’s making it his mission to take away the Paris privileges, Rocky seems to be gunning for an honourable lifetime spot on the List. Love, love, love. Last yesterday, Rocky demanded a hearing to find out why the Sheriff’s department let her go in spite of a judge’s express decision to have her serve her entire sentence IN PRISON. Full Story
Is her disease the medical reason? Was Hollywood Ebola wreaking havoc among inmates? Because that’s what the authorities are saying – that she hasn’t been “released”, only reassigned. After extensive meetings with medical personnel, Paris has been ordered to house arrest and fitted with an ankle monitor… Apparently poor Paris couldn’t hack it inside. Full Story
Changed, reformed, repentant? Hardly. The bible clutching, the white wardrobe, the self help books, the introspection – all a ruse designed to reposition Paris Hilton as her virus mutates into another form. Which is why prison and everything leading up to prison was so enjoyable while it lasted. Full Story
It was Karl Lagerfeld who designed Victoria’s tongue-in-cheek style atrocity last night at the UK Glamour Awards. Of course it was. Look at those gloves. Only Karl would approve of that kind of “upstagery”, only the militant Karl and his missing bitch beating fan would appreciate that even Posh has “fat days” – days when she doesn’t feel like trying on clothes, even at Chanel, because of some embarrassing (though imaginary) bloat. Full Story