Written by Sasha* When Lainey comes to Toronto she usually flings a few fashion questions my way. The latest one was during TIFF. She bbm’d me: “I’m wearing a dress that’s see-through, can I wear it to work?” To which I responded “you’re a slut so go for it”. Full Story
Am all over her wardrobe on this film. I mean, she never looks like sh-t but right now she’s never looked better. And those legs... This is Reese Witherspoon shooting This Means War in Vancouver yesterday at the art gallery showing off a variety of facial expressions – zany! highjinks! goofy! Moviemaking is so bizarre sometimes. Full Story
Happy Birthday Kristen! Tracy tells me it’s been a challenge lately. And that the house has been a bitch. I hate it when a house is a bitch too. But that’s why it’s time for a turn. Getting older could not have come sooner, promise. Things are looking up, especially for someone like you, a dear friend, with wonderful and supportive friends who feel so fortunate that they are a part of your life. Full Story
Thank you for sending in your advance questions for the Weekly LiveBlog which will happen today at 3pm ET/Noon PT. Look forward to yelling at each other then.
I really, really want to go to Washington DC for the Rally to Restore Sanity and the March to Keep Fear Alive. So much. Unfortunately I have to be somewhere else. If you’re going I am jealous.
So there’s an article today on People.com about Lisa Rinna and her lips. Apparently she’s had them reduced. Something about them defining her. Something about after her confession – that she’d had them done just once way back in 1986 – that people were mean to her: "I took a big hit for being honest. It gave everyone online permission to lambaste me. It hurt my feelings."
Just once??? There are at least six lips up in there. I’ve seen them, live in person, and I counted at least six. After just one shot? In 1986? Bitch, I’m not lambasting you for being honest, I’m hurting your feelings for being dishonest.
It’s Tuesday – new articles all day, including some gloating. Sorry.
Yours in gossip,
Today at Paris Fashion Week it was Chanel. And therefore Karl’s moment. You know, Karl doesn’t have small moments. It’s always a spectacle and he is always the grand prince. I really love when he makes his exit entrance. It’s really the definition of amazingness. Flanked by the incomparable Ines de la Fressange, unchanged after all these years, and of course his muse Baptiste, Karl celebrated his new collection – clothes most of us can only look at and dream about. Full Story
This is Brad Pitt in Boston today shooting Moneyball. Sooooo f-cking handsome. And he looks young. It’s the makeup, yes, although it amuses me extra a lot what so many of you bitches have been suggesting: that he was all furry last year to cover up some work. I’ve not heard anything about this. Full Story
There was some super scientific poll that released yesterday ranking the most eligible single women in the world. Halle Berry came in second to Jennifer Aniston. Um, really? How is Halle Berry second to anyone? Check her out last night in New York. In those pants. And the steezy little jacket, as fit as she’s ever been, and she’s always fit anyway, and glowing from so much Parisien sex with Olivier Martinez, a quick European drop in while over there on business promoting her fragrance last week – photos attached from Poland – clearly making the most of her current romantic status: enjoying unattached attachment? Is that an option on Facebook? And this, this freak of hot nature, is second to someone? I don’t get it. Full Story
Right off the top we’ll be posting answers to the advance questions. Then we’ll get into the live chat. Have a feeling there will be a lot of yelling today. Movie Passion is good. But first, please note, let’s clarify to save time – I wrote that The Social Network was a GOOD film, a very good film, a solid A grade. Full Story
You don’t know what I’m talking about? Maybe you missed it yesterday. Or maybe you’ve blocked it from your memory to reduce scarring. Click here for a refresher, then shudder. Luke Perry, pictured here today in Cannes promoting Justice, is three years older than Brendan, and holding up rather nicely. Full Story
It’s not just fatigue...now it’s straight up too much. Please don’t make me hate her. (The Superficial)
Maybe she was lecturing him on homophobia? (Dlisted)
Spanish royalty Pene baby bump! (Popeater)
Sometimes I struggle to understand how Salma buttons things up (Hollywood Tuna)
Alexander Skarsgard keeps talking about being naked (Just Jared)
OK fine, I can see it now: the pictures they take of them together always make HIM look like an asshole (Pop Sugar)
Superstars fight hate crimes (Towleroad)
Classic Keira Knightley in Paris (Celebuzz)
I wish I looked this good pumping gas (Popoholic)
Rihanna wanted to wear this first (Go Fug Yourself)
Been getting a lot of polite requests lately for Robert Pattinson. Bonus! Last night he took Kristen Stewart out for dinner at Ago...which now means that every f-ckin’ Twi-Hard hitting up Los Angeles has now added the restaurant to her “tour book”. As you can see, Pattinson, who was hirsute and frankly a little bloated several days ago is now clean-shaven, ready to resume work on the final installment(s) of the franchise so that he can say goodbye to that sh-t forever. Full Story