Intro for Jul 24, 2009
Dear Gossips,
Katie Holmes on So You Think You Can Dance – holy f-cking SUCK. And she spent all that time rehearsing? Hours and hours? And this is the very best they put together? OSCAR WORTHY???
Chicken Fried Britney’s half ass vaginal fondles at the MTV VMAs required more energy than what Robo delivered last night. Will elaborate later.
Twi-Hards congregated in San Diego yesterday for Twilight New Moon and screamed their tits off but it’s Johnny Depp’s worst kept secret surprise appearance to support Tim Burton that’s been the major coup of the convention so far. He is such a f-cking star. Laura had to lord it over me yesterday that she’s made him laugh before. Over the phone. It’s her favourite zinger and she uses it sparingly but it works every time. Bitch.
Friday. New articles all day. Have a great weekend!
Yours in gossip,
Lainey
PS. Have been hotel hopping all week, still in Toronto and can’t wait to get home to Vancouver on Sunday but staying here at the new Hyatt Regency Toronto on King Street has been truly impressive. Many of you have emailed lately asking about a good place during TIFF. I’m a picky bitch. And my mother is even pickier. And she is threatening to move in for the weekend because not only is the bed perfect but the pillows are perfect and it’s so hard in a hotel to get perfect pillows but they’ve done it and almost everything else is right too, especially the wireless speed because some hotels have bullsh-t for wireless – except the Squawking Chicken’s only complaint (because there’s always one) is that they don’t have a microwave. Needless to say, she’s scraping. A big hotel that feels like a boutique hotel in a kick ass location. And the service is impeccable. See you during the festival? And for the benefit of you cynical crusty bitches out there – yeah, I’m paying.
PPS. Two girls in a limo is not Denise Richards and Pamela Anderson.