Wonder if Barbara Walters wants to take credit — again — for this public revelation.

Either way, whatevs … Ricky Martin (even though he did take part in Menudo) is fabulous and amazing and deserves to be happy one way or another.  He didn’t owe the public an explanation or any retorts to the decade of gay-taunts and speculation regarding his sexuality, but he’s obviously comfortable enough in his own skin to address what so many people have questioned him about in the past.

On his blog, Martin states:

A few months ago I decided to write my memoirs, a project I knew was going to bring me closer to an amazing turning point in my life. From the moment I wrote the first phrase I was sure the book was the tool that was going to help me free myself from things I was carrying within me for a long time. Things that  were too heavy for me to keep inside. Writing this account of my life, I got very close to my truth. And this is something worth celebrating.

Many people told me: “Ricky it’s not important”, “it’s not worth it”, “all the years you’ve worked and everything you’ve built will collapse”, “many people in the world are not ready to accept your truth, your reality, your nature”. Because all this advice came from people who I love dearly, I decided to move on with my life not sharing with the world my entire truth.  Allowing myself to be seduced by fear and insecurity became a self-fulfilling prophecy of sabotage. Today I take full responsibility for my decisions and my actions.

If someone asked me today, “Ricky, what are you afraid of?” I would answer “the blood that runs through the streets of countries at war…child slavery, terrorism…the cynicism of some people in positions of power, the misinterpretation of faith.” But fear of my truth? Not at all!  On the contrary, It fills me with strength and courage. This is just what I need especially now that I am the father of two beautiful boys that are so full of light and who with their outlook teach me new things every day. To keep living as I did up until today would be to indirectly diminish the glow that my kids where born with. Enough is enough. This has to change. This was not supposed to happen 5 or 10 years ago, it is supposed to happen now. Today is my day, this is my time, and this is my moment.

These years in silence and reflection made me stronger and reminded me that acceptance has to come from within and that this kind of truth gives me the power to conquer emotions I didn’t even know existed.

What will happen from now on? It doesn’t matter. I can only focus on what’s happening to me in this moment. The word “happiness” takes on a new meaning for me as of today. It has been a very intense process. Every word that I write in this letter is born out of love, acceptance, detachment and real contentment. Writing this is a solid step towards my inner peace and vital part of my evolution.

I am proud to say that I am a fortunate homosexual man. I am very blessed to be who I am.

RM

Martin is clearly the well-adjusted, super-dad to twin boys, and above all is accepting of himself in a capacity where others’ opinions just don’t matter. Congratulations to Ricky for rising above and not giving a fuck about what people have to say. Haters in this kind of situation often have it all wrong anyway.

With a name like Jesse James, it’s sure to be crap.

Sandra Bullock allegedly breaks her silence and tells friends that she’s in the process of filing for divorce from cheating husband, Jesse James, Radar Online reports.  Sandra abandoned her shared home with James last week and hasn’t been spotted in public since allegations of affairs emerged two weeks ago.

James has been linked to four women — at this point — and if the situation plays out like Tiger-Gate did, this is only the beginning.

Poor Sandra. Too bad Bullock didn’t stick with one of her more attractive, more upstanding exes that wasn’t into Nazi-BDSM. Hindsight really is 20/20, especially when you’re seeing what appears to be a dog’s ass — like Michelle McGee.

Let’s take a journey through “Hot Guys Sandra Bullock’s Supposedly Dated”, shall we?

Where’s your basket, bitch?

Tila Tequila was photographed earlier yesterday “shopping” at a local grocery store and by “shopping” I mean “hamming it up for the paparazzi [again] while scantily-clad and lookin’ like a ho.”

You know, just doing what she does best.

I sure hope that there’s no truth to those pregnancy rumors … those tits melons sure are some heavy lifting.

Jennifer Aniston and David Schwimmer reportedly aren’t so friendly after Jen’s most recent Tonight Show appearance. According to the Examiner (a really, really, super credible news source), David’s pissed that Jen told David Letterman that she really had no idea who her former on-screen love interest was engaged to.  And he’s being dramatic about it, too. David’s reportedly not even taking Jen’s phone calls. To be fair, I said the same exact thing when I found out he’d gotten engaged.

Assuming David and Jennifer aren’t super close (think about how different their lives have been the last 10 years… She became A-list/Brad Pitt’s wife and who can name the last thing Schwimdawgs was in?), I don’t really see what the big deal is. I mean, aren’t celeb-types usually thrilled when the details of their personal life are vague?

People.com has this story up right now. Their headline is “Demi Lovato Wants the World to Know She Loves Joe Jonas”, which made me LOL. I was pretty hard on these two at first, but then I thought about it and I was like, “Fuck it! Their young kids in love.” And Demi’s gushing about Joe during an interview with a Canadian entertainment show sounded pretty much like any high school aged chick going on and on about how bananas she is about her boyfriend. Remember your high school sweetheart and you thought you’d totally “found the one” and that you guys would “be together forever” and “keep the baby if you got pregnant”? That’s what she sounded like.

The choice quotes from her interview:

On dating Joe: “It’s amazing! It’s a great feeling! When you’re in love, you want the world to know!”

On their gossip rag nickname: “They call us ‘Jemi,’ which I think is pretty funny,”

On how out-of-control wild it is that she’s a celebrity and that someone might recognize her and ask her about her boyfriend that she publicly swoons over: “It’s really weird, because random strangers will be like, ‘How’s Joe?’ And I’m just like, ‘What?’ But it’s fun. It’s really special, and we’re having a good time.”

Anyway, so I’m totes on team Jemi now, guys! Great for them! They’re like the new Justin & Britney (OMFG, they fuckin’ wish.) Their break up will probably be epic. Not like “Demi has sex with Wade Robson and they both write break up albums and ridiculously dramatic music videos to explain their side of the story and then they have a dance-off in an NYC nightclub to ‘settle the score’”-awesome, but I bet some kind of scandalous business will go down.

Man fishes Julia Roberts’ napkin outta the garbage. Gross. [Celebslam]

Ricky Martin — officially — comes out of the closet. [popbytes]

Will you be seeing Chloe? [Pajiba]

Cameron Diaz looks bangin’ … from the neck down. [Celebitchy]

Is Sarah Palin repping Republicans well? [Zelda Lily]

Check out Amy Adams’ baby shower. She’s amazingly cute. [Amy Grindhouse]

Celebrity tattoos: the lame and the lamer. [Cityrag]

Le sigh. Demi Moore tries to stay relevant … again. [Pop on the Pop]