Dear Gossips,
As you know, Lindsay Lohan is alleged to have made out with Cash Warren, married to Jessica Alba, at a club one night. She insists it’s not true. Now she’s is in India, supposedly saving children, and as soon as she got off the plane, she posted a message for him on her
Twitter: “landed!”
So if you’re Lilo, and you’re trying to deny that you’re rubbing up against another woman’s husband, would he be the first person you tweet at to let him know you’ve arrived in India? You would if you wanted people to keep thinking it. You would if you wanted to mess around. You would if you are, at this point, a desperate loser angling for his attention, unable to call him, and getting no response via email.
And it’s not like Alba wouldn’t find out. Alba is on Twitter too. Last night she (the sweet “wifey) made dinner for Cash (that name!) who boasted about it on his own Twitter. Which Lilo would have read. And her response is to jam herself in there to announce to him that she’s safe at her destination…?
This b*tch doesn’t know. She doesn’t know The Code. Some women, they either don’t care or they have no sense. They also clearly have no proper girlfriends. Or a mom and sisters. And Cash Warren is a f-cking idiot. Because this is what happens when you invite Lindsay Lohan into your life, no matter how innocent the initial reason. That stank never washes away. She will hover and pester and buzz around, and then it becomes humiliation by association. Cash Warren is now publicly linked to Lindsay Lohan. Professionally, it’s a poor move. Personally, it’s an embarrassment to his wife. These are the connections people remember. And there is no doubt at all Alba has already issued the edict: cut that sh-t off now.
It’s Wednesday. It’s a final Glee day. Until April. Balls.
Yours in gossip,
Lainey