A group of Germans are trying to expand the the boundaries of what is considered art by opening a head lice living exhibit in an Israeli museum. The young artists are hosting the nasty parasites for an entire three weeks! GAH! My skin is crawling at the thought of it! I guess we should be happy it’s not a pubic hair crab exhibition!
In what seems to be a for sure jinx of their marriage before the rings are even on their fingers, Ashlee Simpson and Pete Wentz are planning their very own version of the Jessica Simpson/Nick Lachey reality show, ‘Newlyweds’.
And once again, Papa Joe is the mastermind behind it. His reasoning is that after ‘Newlyweds’ Jessica ’s career caught fire, so he’s hoping to boost Ashlee’s as well.
Well, he better think of something, because she can’t sing for sh*t!
Ashlee and Pete’s publicist is, of course, denying there is any truth to supposed MTV reality show.
Scorned divorcée Tricia Walsh-Smith is back at it again.
This video is a couple of days old but I hadn’t had a chance to see it until today.
Still batty, still bitter, and still trying to accomplish Lord knows what..Tricia once again took to YouTube to vent her anger about her pending divorce to Philip Smith, president of the Shubert Organization.
This time Tricia tries to gain the public’s sympathy by telling us (over and over) about her father dying when she was 12, what a great wife she was, how much she loved her husband and why she married a man who is 25 years her senior.
She insists she didn’t marry Philip for money and is a self-made woman. If this is true, then why is she telling us if she is evicted she will be forced to live in a tent?
Anyhow, the bitch is overly dramatic and should keep her dirty laundry where it belongs….in her tent.
Once again, Paula Abdul is loaded on American Idol…shocking, I know.
Geeze, someone get this bitch into rehab! She doesn’t know her ass from a hole in the wall!
TMZ is also reporting that Ms. Abdul was seen enjoying at least one martini at lunch, around 1pm. Remember, all martinis are doubles..at the minimum. So mix that with a Vicodin or two and BAM! Numb as f*ck.
Cameras caught up with Abdul outside the restaurant, which had a big ol’ “Happy Hour’ sign out front. Paula was wearing sunglasses and chewing gum - probably hide her fire breath, and was a little unstable on her feet. This was four hours before taping for American Idol was to begin.
People magazine is reporting that Benji Madden is so enthralled with his new girlfriend, Paris Hilton, that he wrote a love song about her.
A love song? About Paris Hilton? I can only imagine.
Oh, Paris
My heinous heiress
your vag is truly garish
but the publicity i will cherish
though my manhood shall likely perish
Ok that sucks. Big time. But it’s probably better than the real thing. Anyhow, Paris said,
“He actually wrote me a beautiful song, and actually recorded it in the studio. He surprised me with it. It’s called, ‘Shine Your Light.’ It’s this really beautiful love song about me. It was the sweetest thing that anyone has ever done for me.”
“He’s my best friend. He’s just different from any guy that I’ve ever been with. I just trust him completely, and I know that he’d be there for me, no matter what.”
Ok, I am throwing a wrench in this post of ‘I Love the 90s’ because I found a hysterical video that shows the ugly side of 1991.
Do you ever wonder why Paula Abdul doesn’t perform live? This will show you. Not that you expected any different. She is so terrible that the sax player steals the show during his small singing part.
The funny thing, and I’ll humbly admit it, is that I had hair like that. Yup, crimped, curled, teased with loads of gel and hairspray. Minus the tacky scrunchie, of course.