Just when you thought Elin was going to take it lying down, it doesn’t look like she will — and in more ways than just beyond cracking the iron-clad chastity belt that she had welded on a few months back.
Although it seemed that Elin would be sticking with Tiger after the two were seen cozying up during tennis matches, dinners and joint-parent endeavors, sources at RadarOnline state that all is not what it seems to be.
Whether Elin’s pissed about Tiger’s entrance into the Masters or it was the dribs and drabs of mistresses still trickling down, sources claim that Elin has decided to spend “a lot” more time in her native country of Sweden and she wants to take the couple’s children with her.
The kids are said to be a point of bitter contention between the two; Tiger’s camp reportedly says that he’s dead-set against having his children moved halfway across the world, even if they are with the woman who bore them.
RadarOnline’s exclusive source states:
“There’s conflict between Tiger and Elin. And Elin doesn’t just give in and do what Tiger wants. She’s become very independent.”
Despite Tiger’s admittance to his affairs, he’s always maintained the position that he doesn’t want to be an absentee dad and that his love for his children exceeds everything. About his parenting, the source claims:
“Whatever anyone thinks of Tiger, he loves his children. You can’t criticize him as a parent at all.”
Jennifer Aniston’s hopped on the celebrity-endorsed perfume bandwagon with her newest scent, “Lola Vie.” Lola Vie can loosely be translated to “Laughing at Life.” It’s French and it’s just … Frenchly chic.
That’s really clever, there, what she did. You know, “laughing at life”? Jennifer Aniston, laughing at life? Yeah, it is. She’s gotten the bum deal on what appears to be a lot of things since her phenomenal Friends career ended, so I’m glad she got her revenge or whatever through a fragrance.
You hear that, life? Jennifer Aniston’s laughing at you. Laughing.
In case you were wondering who he is, he’s Keira Knightley’s long-time boyfriend. He’s also a pretty ridick actor from across the pond. I’ve seen a few select films (The Libertine, Pride and Prejudice) that Friend had a part in, and even though I was concentrating more on his face than I was his acting, I got the impression that he’s pretty solid. An actor, a pretty solid actor. That is.
Ahem.
Knightley and Friend (ha) were photographed last night in London after a cozy dinner date at the popular J. Sheekey restaurant. And all of my eyes — all two of ‘em — are on Mr. Rupert Friend.
I get about 100 emails from PR people every day. Most of them I delete without ever opening. But when I saw “Kimberly Caldwell” in the title of one today, I had to click it. The American Idol also-ran fascinates me with her persistence to remain relevant. Apparently she has an album coming out this year.
Here’s Kimberly on some sort of Cribs-style web show, showing us her pad, and her dog. It’s interesting. And by that I mean it’s not really interesting at all, but it will keep your mind busy, because the whole time you watch it you’re just going to think to yourself, “Why didn’t they turn on any lights?” over and over and over again. Enjoy.
Jack Bauer Kiefer Sutherland was thrown out of a London-based nude bar early this morning for disorderly conduct.
The incident took place at Stringfellows club in London. Reports state that Sutherland had gotten drunk and raucous and had removed his shirt (uh … I think you have that backwards, there, friend) while yelling and screaming at performers, patrons and staff.
UK paper, The Sun states that Sutherland had gone berserk, “shouting nonsense and dancing before kicking off when asked to leave.”
Bouncers were said to have thrown the star out into the street, where he sat in a vehicle, shirtless and sulking. For awhile.
24 star and Executive Producer, Sutherland, has been touring in London for the past week in an effort to promote his new movie, “Twelve.”
Some little elfin-looking schmuck with pubic hair stapled to his face clearly forgot to take his meds this year.
Everybody’s favorite douche, Spencer Pratt, feels the only way to effectively convey his disdain for everything (and everyone) non-Heidi, is through his Twitter account — which I’m sad to say has over 800,000 followers at this point. What the fuck is this world coming to. And here I am giving this horse’s dong a few more minutes of publicity. Tcha.
Dude, go back to the Shire or something. Elijah Wood’s waiting for you with a serious can of whoop-ass that he wants to open all up over your rodent-looking face.
You can check out the gallery for more heartfelt, cutting jabs at D-list stars, AKA, Spencer’s peers.
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