Emmy Rossum Gossip
I’m golfing today. If I miss a 3 ft putt, this will be the reason: Emmy Rossum has announced via her blog that she is working on a new album, intending to rape us with more sugar. Full Story
I don’t know…what do you call it? Not exactly a camel toe because you can’t see the two humps but still… it deserves a classification all its own. The wind can do some funky sh*t. And my poor Rumey was the victim. This is Rumey yesterday wearing what’s actually a cute strapless but very thin grey jumper that unattractively wrapped around her areas as the wind swirled around her. Full Story
This picture makes my life. Thanks to all of you who sent it along. It’s Rossum this weekend wrapping her Rossumness around an innocent child at some party. As you can see, not even a 5 year old can handle the sugar rape. Full Story
You know I was just thinking to myself the other day – we’ve been blessed by many consecutive weeks, almost the entire summer actually, without any Rossum. Perhaps sensing this, Rossum is back, and punishing us for lost time in the worst way with a triple dose of the special sugar-raping brand of nasty ass nausea only she can deliver. Full Story
Tina Fey. This is Tina last night at the opening of Damn Yankees. We need more Tina to balance out the twats. Million dollar question: Would you suffer through friendship with the sugar-raping Rossum in exchange for friendship with the genius that is Tina Fey? Photos from Wenn.com... Full Story
It’s just one of many reasons why I’ve boarded up my womb and am guarding it with a pit bull… labour seems downright f&cking medieval. The pain I mean. So the Alba Bitch and her husband had their baby girl this weekend at Cedars-Sinai... Full Story
the French health care system rocks! crackheads look the same everywhere…even in France my roommate was a 99 year old (99!!!!) French female farting machine who refused to open the widow or leave the door open and still I’d rather bunk again with the French female farting machine any time than be friends with Emmy Rossum! Full Story
For real. No one gave a sh*t. She posed for the still photographers and then slowly headed up the stairs hoping the tv and print outlets would care and maybe, maybe stopped for one or two but while other stars pretended they couldn’t hear the cries of reporters begging for an interview, Emmy Rossum tried so hard to make eye contact, imploring us with her insipid doe eyes to make her feel like someone important. Full Story
Best.Story.Ever! Remember last week Emmy nauseating Rossum ran into to Leighton Meester at the opera opening in New York? Click here to review. It's worth a second read! A New York Magazine journalist was privy to their exchange and Emmy, in her sugar raping way, had to lord it over Leighton the newcomer that she’s attending the Costume Institute Gala – the best party of the year – and that she was personally invited by Anna Wintour to sit at her table. Full Story
New York Magazine has printed an exchange between Leighton Meester and Emmy Rossum that occurred last night at the opera during which Rossum decided to out-Rossum herself and throw it in everyone else’s face that she’s been invited to the Costume Institute Gala and that she’ll even be seated at Anna Wintour’s table. Full Story
Of course she was there. How could she miss it? Remember, Rossum is a carpet whore. In all fairness, Emmy was very pretty last night at the Opera Opening in New York. Smoky eyes look good on her. But for constant sugar raping, she really is an attractive girl. But for the sugar raping. Like the dress. Full Story
It’s Tony Romo’s birthday today and he celebrated this weekend in Dallas at a club called Suite with his bombshell by his side. Jessica Simpson serenaded her man and then helped him eat his cake, using her well-trained tongue (thank you Johnny Knoxville) to lick the cream off his lips. Full Story
It’s been a long, long time since Emmy brought her Rossum to a red carpet. Late last year you had to scrape her off the red carpet. Because Rossum showed up at every red carpet to rape us with her sugar…thank you Keira Knightley. Full Story
Seriously…how many sick bags would you need if you found yourself on an airplane flying next to Emmy Rossum? Fortunately for Angela H, she was able to hold back her nausea. Unfortunately for Angela H, The Rossum ended up destroying her magazine. Here’s how it went it down: Angela was a on a flight last week from Houston to Orange County browsing through the latest issue of Elle. Full Story
Perfect day to play Would You Rather, our favourite game using Emmy Rossum’s nauseating Rossum as the ultimate benchmark for disgust. In one corner there’s Pete Doherty in a series of photos from 2004. Full Story
There were too many Rossum gems to count this year. Too much vomit, too much cheese. And not even good cheese. But perhaps the most Rossum of the Rossum lot had to be when Emmy sang the national anthem at a Nascar event in June. It’s the closed-eye singing. And it’s the open-eye singing too. Full Story
Am all over Kate Hudson’s dating game. No strings, just sex only, please don’t fall in love with me… see you later after 2 or 3 months. Love it. As such, am disappointed that Kate’s throwing around some Rossum. Does she really need to throw around the Rossum? Does she need to cheese? Kate is too cool to cheese, non? Kate Hudson, January issue of Vogue. Full Story
Said it before – I feel violent when I see her. Like I want to hurt something. Badly. And this “aw shucks” to camera expression is as bad as it gets. For those new to the site: Rossum is a euphemism for PUKE. Here’s Rossum at People’s Grammy kick off party last night, raping us with her holiday Rossum sugar in Christmas purple and that sickening goody goody smile. Full Story
What a difference a year makes. A year ago, the world rejoiced Britney’s freedom. A year later, KFed is not only still around, he’s stronger than ever, landing his very own Details cover, landing some acting scraps here and there on two bit tv shows, and more importantly, winning the war of public opinion over his Chicken Fried Ex Wife for custody of their children but also, eventually, custody of a large chunk of her sizable bank account. Full Story
Behind the blonde lurks a bitch and you don’t have to look too closely to see that Carrie Underwood expected to be the star of the night. Indeed she was, even though it was spoiled for a few short moments by Miley Cyrus who elicited a huge cheer from the crowd at one point, prompting a narrow-eyed glare from our country queen in the process. Full Story
