Apr 29, 2008 at 11:16 am by Evil Beet

Here’s Guy Ritchie, being a good step-daddy by taking Lourdes and Rocco to the Speed Racer premiere in London in the pouring rain.

Yeah, Rocco looks freezing and miserable in every photo from this event.

Lourdes, though, knows how to work a camera even when it’s cold outside. This girl is gonna be such a star.

Apr 29, 2008 at 11:04 am by Evil Beet

Guess who finally got her U.S. citizenship?

Former Canadian Pamela Anderson!

“Being a citizen excites me not just because I can vote, but because I can crack the whip on Capitol Hill to defend animals,” says Pamela.

Late last year she said, “Five more years of tits and ass and I’ll go back to Canada.” But now it looks like she might be here to stay. And now we can’t even find a reason to deport her!

Apr 28, 2008 at 11:09 pm by Evil Beet

With all the time that Lindsay Lohan spends at hair salons, how in God’s name does she still have roots?

Do massive amounts of cocaine somehow impact the hair follicle’s ability to absorb dye?

I’m so confused.

Here’s Lindsay at some party for LG Electronics. After the jump, more photos from this event, including Lauren Conrad, Bai Ling, Christine Lakin (and Christine Lakin’s tan lines), Emmy Rossum, Tila Tequila and Heidi Montag.

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Apr 28, 2008 at 11:00 pm by Evil Beet

Paris and her wonky eye are modeling the “We ::heart:: to Erase MS” t-shirt, supporting the Nancy Davis Foundation’s 15th Annual Race to Erase MS.

I don’t understand what this shirt means, really, but I’m all about curing MS.

To learn more about this charity and the race, click here. To buy a T-shirt or otherwise contribute to the charity, click here.

Apr 28, 2008 at 10:07 pm by Evil Beet

This is the new song I’m obsessing on.

There doesn’t seem to be a music video for it, so above I just have someone’s YouTube video of the album version.

After the jump, Kate does the song live on the piano and puts a new twist on it.

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Apr 28, 2008 at 09:48 pm by Evil Beet

Samantha Ronson gives the paps a piece of her mind as she and Lindsay get pedicures in Los Angeles.

It’s weird to me that Samantha Ronson gets pedicures. Like, she otherwise seems to care so very little about what she looks like on any given day. It’s like when you see some old, ugly chick in the bathroom at work and she’s wearing ripped pantyhose and a floral cotton dress that you figure she hand-stitched herself somewhere around 1989 and it’s been washed about 10,000 times since then and her hair is in some god-awful perm and she’s about eight months late on dying her roots and her shoes are scuffed to all hell and her eyebrows are threatening to invade her hairline and somehow at the age of 53 she still has acne and she’s standing there in front of the mirror meticulously applying her lipstick and you’re like, “Really? Really? Why?”

Anyway. Samantha seems to make Lindsay happy, pedicures or not, and that’s a good thing.