The execs at Nike thought that it’d be a good commercial concept to channel Tiger’s dead father. Tiger’s dad, who passed away in 2006, was resurrected via Hollywood magic in order to give the fallen golf-star a stern talking-to regarding his multiple indiscretions.
What do you guys think, pretty artistic or just … kinda creepy?
Okay, okay … four years is an obvious exaggeration, but you get it.
Word on the street is that Jon Gosselin’s blown all of his TLC-borne money on cigarettes, Hostess Twinkies and skiing trips with nineteen year-old snow bunnies, so now he’s looking to gain primary custody of his children so that Kate, the estranged wife, has to pay him child support.
Damn, what an upstanding young man.
Gosselin, who’s been away from his kids for weeks at a time without seeing them, claims that Kate is an “absentee parent” and does not deserve primary custody of the couple’s eight children.
That’s pretty great, Jon Gosselin. You didn’t give a rat’s ass about your kids when you were porking Hailey Glassman and all of the other classy ladies that were just falling at your feet, why start now?
Oh, right.
Because you’re broke and your buddy Michael Lohan’s got a “big wedding” coming up. Translation: It’s evident that the cash-cow-coke-fronting days are over.
I feel like every time I see new candid photos of the pop star, she’s slamming back soda, chips or ice cream. Not that I care what she decides to pollute her diet with, but damn … I’m wicked jealous that it’s apparently not damaging her newly-svelte figure.
New drinking game: I think every time we see a new photo released where Britney’s eating some kind of junky crap, we should drink a case of Heineken. To the head. Really. We’ll just be drunk, for like, ever.
After giving birth to her kids, Brit looked a little worse for the wear (and come on, what normal person doesn’t) but once she kicked her career back up a few notches, she dropped the weight like nothing and has continued to look pretty damned fabulous.
She’s pictured above with her on-again, off-again boyfriend Jason Trawick picking up some fro-yo at the newest Menchie’s in Calabasas. … See? Eating. Again.
So I implore you, Ms. Spears. What the fuck are you doing these days that allows you to eat whatever the hell you want? Are we feeding two — and by “two” I mean “you and a tapeworm,” ’cause I’m not quite sure the world’s ready yet for another Spears babe — or are you just one lucky bitch?
More photos of Spears over the years shoveling junk-ass food into the gaping hole that is her ever-busy mouth.
Yep, the very same Redbook. At least, that was my Nana’s favorite magazine before she died at the ripe old age of 89.
J. Lo has clearly fallen quite far from her days of gracing Elle and Glamour and Rolling Stone, but I think she still looks fabulous and she’s still one of the most beautiful women on the planet in my eyes. Redbook‘s sales might actually take a big hike up this edition, ’cause girlfriend’s looking just smoking hot.
In an interview with the geriatric orthopedist-office magazine, Lopez talks about her career, husband and children:
On good old Skeletor:
“I think you can love many different people, but that’s different from what makes a great partner in life, which Marc is for me… He inspires me to be better at everything—a better person, mom, singer, performer, friend, and wife. A marriage is long, and you’ve got to like the person as much as you love or lust after them. You’ve got to be friends first.”
On her career:
“I always wanted to be great at what I did—that’s what drove me. If I got rejected, I wouldn’t take it personally. I was like, Make them a fan and they’ll bring you back in for something else. I never thought about money or fame, and I never really thought that would happen to me. All that was just a by-product.”
On her adorable kiddos:
“I can’t help but be a different person now that I’ve had kids. That really does change your whole perspective on life for the better. I definitely feel like I’ve grown up. So, I guess in a way parts of me are going to be different, but in general I’m still the same girl from the Bronx who had big dreams.”
I still love you, baby, but come on, Jen. Just because you’re married and have kids doesn’t mean you have to start posing for, like, AARP now, does it?
Although reports on April 1st emerged regarding Sarah Jessica Parker and the Grim Reaper, she was photographed earlier today looking alive and well not awful taking her eldest son, James Wilkie, to school. One of her baby twin daughters was pictured strapped to the Sex and the City star’s chest.
James Wilkie looks like a really young, modern-day Ferris Bueller … but I guess that’s what you get when he’s your dad. (Yes, Matthew Broderick, despite the fact that you claimed to move onto “bigger and better things”, you’ll forever live in my mind as the cocky high-school student who had that one really slammin’ day.)
“I can be mean. I can cave in to gossip. I can ice people out and I can definitely harbour revenge. In fact, I’m having a situation right now with a friend where I’m feeling pretty angry. But revenge is corrosive and it doesn’t make me feel good. I’ll wake up in the morning and think, ‘Ugh, I feel terrible’, and suddenly realize, ‘Ah, that’s why. I’m holding on to so much hate.”
–Gwyneth Paltrow gives us an inside look at the ice-chip-nipple queen herself in an interview with Brit Vogue. Shite, paint me shocked in all the colors of Paltrow’s monochromatic wardrobe. But I guess if I didn’t allow myself to eat pasta … or doughnuts … or brownies and flour and water, too, I’d probably be a bitter suck-egg bitch as well.
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