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In all fairness, his beaver bucks weren’t quite so beaver bucky yesterday...but then another dorky problem reared its dorky head and that would be the Rhythm Issue. Is there anything unsexier than a dude who can’t dance? And tries to? His brother knows. The Hotness on a Horse who can hang a pair of pants…Harry knows. Full Story
I don’t think so but Karen L and I were debating it the other night at the Sanderson Hotel. She says yes, I say no…You? Here’s Chelsy arriving at Heathrow yesterday, likely joining Hot Harry on a Horse at the Concert for Diana on Sunday. Girl can fill out a pair of jeans, that’s for sure. Full Story
We spent most of the day at Mahiki yesterday on a shoot. Sound familiar? Mahiki is the club where the Princes go - William and Harry and their friends. On a few occasions, the two have even been photographed leaving there looking flushed and rather inebriated.
So now perhaps you have a vision in your mind of what it"s like: up to royal standard, swank, chic...
Mahiki is hilarious. Mahiki is tiki. Mahiki is wicker furniture and tacky ass tropical decor and the most ridiculous drinks presented in large ceramics shaped like volcanos and jungle masks with flames coming out the top licking the liquid off the side.
Hilarious. And even more hilarious the clientele - private school boys all of them. With their pinstiped shirts tucked into low rise jeans and flopsy "Hugh Grant" hairstyles drunk of their own sense of entitlement surrounded by young girls trying to land their very own Eton boy.
Sadly however...Hot Harry didn"t ride up on his horse. Maybe tonight.
It"s Tuesday - a thousand apologies. We have a shoot booked in Paris, have to hop on Eurostar at 8am local time, working all day with eTalk, then returning to London in the evening. Will not be able to post.
But just for today. Wednesday will be online all day, blogging all day. At least until the afternoon. First day of Harvey Nic"s sale... you understand.
Besides, that piece of scuzz virus gets out today. I"m thinking it"s the only thing you"ll hear about.
Sorry again. Will be back Wednesday with long, long column. Thank you for your understanding. Please please please forgive.
Yours in gossip,
Always love waking up on a Monday to find fresh photos of David Beckham frolicking with men. Might have to top him back to #1 on the Freebie Five after Rocky’s reign – everybody loves a winner, non? in this case however, it has less to do with Real Madrid’s victory yesterday than with my dream. Yet another dream. And not a pervy one.
British men are on the mind, especially Hot Harry on Horse and Matt Lauer’s exclusive interview with the Princes airing today. Every clip of Harry is the super hotness, due in no small part to the fact that he likes to walk around with both hands clasped around his belt buckle. Hate to sound like one of those middle aged women swooning in a peeler bar but with a move so highly suggestive, it’s hard not to stare at the royal “region”. And then hearing his voice – his deep deep manly voice that sounds a bit like sleep, like groggy sleep after a sexy evening, it confirms the contention that the Spare brings way more quiver than the Heir. I mean seriously…the boy is FOINE. Everything about him – from the way he walks, to his pants, to the back of his neck. Watch tonight, you’ll see.
And so in my dream, David and I were driving around London in a Maserati. I can see it vividly – David changing gears, hands and feet in perfect rhythm, shades on in the middle of the night, dressed in a white tee shirt tucked into dirty jeans, triceps popping out every time he shifted to second and third…absolute loin candy with one major exception. When he turned to ask me what I wanted on my pizza – “Lainey (long and soft on the “Lai”), fancy a veggie or a meat lovers?” – it wasn’t the rat lizard voice that slithered out like a bucket of cold water but Harry’s posh drawl… like a Hot Harry Hybrid, a perfect man-boy combination.
As such, full on Beckham overload this morning…apologies in advance.
It’s Monday, online all day, check back often.
Yours in gossip,
PS. Roots Bag winner has been contact – thanks for all your entries! More giveaways to come…
I went for a walk with the dog yesterday through the forest. My legs haven’t been shaved in 3 days, I have two zits on my chin that I can’t stop picking, and wore the wrong underwear so I had to keep picking my wedge. However, I am not shooting a reality tv show. Leaving her hotel this afternoon for a “walk” in the park, trailed by cameras for her one hour special, here’s Victoria dressed for the occasion. Full Story
Love it. From six episodes to a one hour special, Victoria’s America television debut will be called Victoria Beckham: Coming to America – 50 or so minutes of Victoria rehearsing her candid moments with makeup on the entire time which I will totally watch, even though a bit disappointed. Full Story
Harry on the cover of this week’s Hello Canada - article discussing what’s become a “PR disaster” for the royal family and how his escapades with the Cowboy bimbos in Calgary will affect the concert and his relationship with his family. Quick note on the Cowboys issue – I was apparently remiss in saying it was just like Hooters yesterday. Full Story
August 1997 - was getting over a bad breakup. The worst breakup. The worst because it was a waste of time – the kind of relationship you look back on and you say: I should have loved a piece of pork. A piece of pork would have been more useful. We were going to travel together, to work in a faraway land and spend our 20s on the road. Full Story
Along with My Concrete Tits are Real, this must be her mantra: Victoria Beckham simply canNOT wear flats. She will eschew them always, even in favour of Nurse Shoes with a Wedge. Look at them. Tell me those aren’t nurse shoes with a wedge. Here’s Posh throwing out the first pitch at the Dodger game yesterday. Full Story
Look at her. LOOK AT HER!!! Deliberately exposing a hot pink bra underneath animal leather/pleather…who else but this bitch? Who else but Victoria Beckham? This is why I love her. Shamelessly, sinfully over the top, the best Chav has to offer. And trust me, she was NOT going for the Best Dressed Award tonight. Full Story
You saw the video the other day edited and manipulated to show a couple on the rocks, and you’ve heard the gossip – now that Becks is being welcomed back to represent his country, his enthusiasm about an American move is supposedly waning and his dissatisfaction over his wife’s constant absences is taking its toll. Full Story