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Dear Gossips,

We were married 6 years ago this week – longer than many, if not most, Hollywood marriages. To celebrate, he surprised me with a suite at the hotel where he proposed and where we held our wedding reception, dropping the dog off at grandma’s in the afternoon and then sweeping me away for a night of romance.

But smut never rests.

There’s Kid Rock just as we’re heading out for a walk. Accompanied by an overweight bodyguard who doesn’t look like he could do much damage to anyone and some other loser, Kid gave us a head nod with a “what’s up” before lifting his left arm and sniffing. Pure sex.

And then Pure Sex actually walked in. Of course… David Beckham. Yes David Beckham. In the hotel. He’s here for an exhibition match tomorrow (Wednesday) against the Vancouver Whitecaps. It’s turned into quite a big deal for locals – they’ve even adjusted the ferry schedule just to accommodate extra travellers coming and going for a glimpse at the Hotness.

So the Hotness is here. Which is why the air in this place is suddenly thick with lust. Girls at reception are giggling, catering staff peeking around corners, horny ass broads waiting outside the front doors hoping for some eye contact and infidelity.

Sigh.

Gossip never sleeps.

Tuesday – am online all day, unless I get stuck in an elevator with the Golden Balls…yes, yes, yes!

Yours in gossip,

Lainey

PS. To Serena who is finally home after a lengthy pilgrimage to India – Georgia missed you. Time to catch up!

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