Why does an Entry-Level Heiress, such as myself, dislike that poor kid? Well, months ago I broke a story about Janice Dickinson partying it up in the East Village at Eastern Bloc. My pics, which I was almost sued for, made their way over to "Ate Too Much Pez" Hilton's website, amongst others. I E-mailed them all asking for a link back to my site, which is usual blog-ettiquette. Guess who never responded? That's right. So here's his Manhunt profile:
(BTW Thanks to Faded Youth and his anonymous informant.)
Pez' pics are soooooo old. He now looks like someone who swallowed the old Pez.
Yes that's his torso below. His "8 incher" is after the jump. NSFW!!!!!!!!!!!!
Here are some pics of Madonna leaving her house in NYC with her adorable daughter Lourdes. You can see that Lourdes probably got her savvy style from her father, because she wouldn't be caught dead in her mother's Chinatown slippers! You buy those for $2 in Chinatown.
My friend Cammy used to say, "Every girl has them, but no one wears them OUTSIDE!!"
I got these pics from an anonymous source. Supposedly, Spanish firemen in La Coruna Spain are striking for new clothes and new equipment by showing up to work naked. I tried to search for this little news item but couldn't find anything. Maybe this is an old story? I found a post on OhLaLaParis dated in April. At least the pics are hott.
Check out the butts after the jump...(Yes its worth it!)
E. Pierce Marshall is dead. He was the son of Anna-Nicole Smith's late-husband and barrier to Anna Nicole being awarded enough money to make her one of the richest women in the world. With him out of the picture you'd think she would go off and have a party and invite everyone she ever knew...not so:
I am aware that my late husband's son E Pierce Marshall has died. The media
has been contacting my attorneys in an attempt to get my reaction. Out
of respect for his family's request for privacy, neither my attorneys
nor I will be making any comments.
She's probably just in a year-long blackout and can't make any statements. We'll be right there when she does come out of her haze.
Barbara Walters announces on her show, her side of the story.
The truth is that Star has known for months...that she would not be asked back in the fall...But we were never going to say this, we wanted to protect Star. So we told her that she could say whatever she wanted and...that we would back her up...We gave her time to look for another job. And we hoped that she would announce it here on the program, and leave with dignity. But Star made another choice.
If you are a young gay/straight woman/curiously straight guy who is obsessed with 'Chick-lit', you've read The Devil Wears Prada. And if you're like me, you said to yourself, "I'd totally put up with all that bullshit to work at Vogue Runway." So, there are a few details in the the book which don't exactly sound all that believable. The movie version, is as The New York Times calls it, "tries too hard."
But if you're like me, you'll see the movie anyway. I've been waiting ever since I crossed 5th Ave. and saw Meryl Streep walk by with that signature white wig. (Which, according to The Times, looks a little "too bland and bankerlike and ugh! — far too pretty — to be convincing as Runway's chilly commander in chief.") The movie opens everywhere Friday.
"It's so nice to be back with my Good Times family," said Janet Jackson
(Penny) as she joined Jimmy Walker (J.J.), BernNadette Stanis (Thelma)
and Ralph Carter (Michael) of the 1970s TV comedy to present the award
for best female hip-hop artist to Missy Elliott.