julesrules815 said:
Meg said:
Luxury's Lap said:One Girlie Blind Vice[font=verdana,helvetica]
Picture it. The Emmys. The red carpet. Media outlets flown in from all over the world. Flashbulbs blinding you, the common folk. Every journo trying to outscream his neighbor: "Hey, Teri! Over here!" And no place are celebs more mindful of their tongues and eyes (and other bod parts) than this overly recorded spot, take it from me.
Ask a TV star what she's wearing, and she'll look at her publicist for permission to answer. The carpet is not a place for people to flap their gums.
Well, unless you're Limp Chance.
So, Limpy's more celebrated wife is busy muggin' for the cameras. God knows Missus Chance can never get enough press. Red carpet etiquette, mind you, calls for less famous hubby to stand aside and smile while he waits on the wife-unit in silence. Apparently, Limpy--who's also known for stirring up stories of same-sex shenanigans away from his spouse--didn't get the memo.
A reporter chick is feeding batteries into her tape recorder. She sets her purse on a bench, throws a press release on top. And that's where Limpy comes teetering over on his high heels. Like a trend-seeking missile from W, L.C. bum-rushes the reporter's personal space, ferreting out and grabbing her bag. "Oh my God!" he screams. "This is Baby Phat! This is from the new line! These just came out--these are really so gorgeous."
And before anyone could ask a single question, Limpy's bride came a-wranglin' and toted her purse-lovin' man on down the carpet. We've all heard the rumors about Mr. Chance. But now I'm convinced. I mean, I'm all for style. But I can't imagine blowing my wad in public over a handbag, can you?
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rainglow said:A few from the Sunday Times (UK
Which breathtaking blonde, who married into wealth and privilege, and has one of the cutest little babies on the supermodel circuit, is living a lie?
Privately, she is a late-blooming lesbian who has been spotted all over town holding hands, kissing, touching up and going home with a string of beautiful young women. If she carries on like this, her secret won't stay closeted much longer.
Which famously skinny failed pop star, who swears she doesn't have an eating problem, didn't let a morsel of food pass her pouting lips during a day-long photoshoot?
She refused all solids and, in case anybody thought she was anorexic, she announced that her lack of appetite was due to the enormous breakfast she had eaten at home earlier. Liquids, however, were a different story. The slender miss guzzled glass after glass of champagne. Perhaps her no-food, all-booze diet is the cause of her spotty back.
Which starlet failed her "audition" to be the next girlfriend of a Hollywood heavyweight?
The deal-breaker was not her stunning, curvaceous body or burgeoning talent, but her unwillingness to convert to the superstar's religion. Apparently, the creepy entourage accompanying the star were not his flunkies but church elders ready to perform an instant baptism there and then.
Which party-loving cover girl made it her mission to corrupt a young model colleague at a recent party?
The permanently off-the-wagon poseur likes nothing better than to turn good girls bad, so when she was introduced to the innocent teetotal beauty, it was a challenge the notorious party hag couldn't resist. The whiter-than-white youngster spent the night snorting, slagging and shagging around town — just like her new best friend.
Which handsome young movie heart-throb has a terrible wind problem?
Apparently, the junior stud gets so excited during lovemaking that he actually burps like a bull frog. It hasn't stopped him sleeping his way around Hollywood, though.
Which Hollywood wild boy is a hazard to celebrity husbands and boyfriends?
Not known for his discretion, yet he is the number one choice for married or attached female stars in the market for an extracurricular fling. The rugged fellow had off-the-record sex with a very publicly wed singer/actress and a wild model who only sleeps with him when she has a boyfriend.
Which glamorous sister act makes like they love each other in interviews and on screen but actually hate each other in real life?
One sibling's hard-partying, self-destructive lifestyle makes the other despair, but the pair are making too much money to cut each other off completely
1. No idea
2. No idea
3. Jessica Alba? Although she seems to sensible to even "audition"
4. Kate/ Naomi?
5. Colin Farrell? Cant' think of anyone else who gets around quite so much...
6. Johnny Knoxville?
7. The Hiltons? Or the Simpsons? I can't think of any other sisters who are both famous
One Girlie Blind Vice[font=verdana,helvetica]
Picture it. The Emmys. The red carpet. Media outlets flown in from all over the world. Flashbulbs blinding you, the common folk. Every journo trying to outscream his neighbor: "Hey, Teri! Over here!" And no place are celebs more mindful of their tongues and eyes (and other bod parts) than this overly recorded spot, take it from me.
Ask a TV star what she's wearing, and she'll look at her publicist for permission to answer. The carpet is not a place for people to flap their gums.
Well, unless you're Limp Chance.
So, Limpy's more celebrated wife is busy muggin' for the cameras. God knows Missus Chance can never get enough press. Red carpet etiquette, mind you, calls for less famous hubby to stand aside and smile while he waits on the wife-unit in silence. Apparently, Limpy--who's also known for stirring up stories of same-sex shenanigans away from his spouse--didn't get the memo.
A reporter chick is feeding batteries into her tape recorder. She sets her purse on a bench, throws a press release on top. And that's where Limpy comes teetering over on his high heels. Like a trend-seeking missile from W, L.C. bum-rushes the reporter's personal space, ferreting out and grabbing her bag. "Oh my God!" he screams. "This is Baby Phat! This is from the new line! These just came out--these are really so gorgeous."
And before anyone could ask a single question, Limpy's bride came a-wranglin' and toted her purse-lovin' man on down the carpet. We've all heard the rumors about Mr. Chance. But now I'm convinced. I mean, I'm all for style. But I can't imagine blowing my wad in public over a handbag, can you?[/font]
