In case you haven’t heard, Nicki is joining Britney for her upcoming tour (who’s excited?!), and since the two ladies are getting somewhat tight nowadays, Britney decided to be a sweetheart and stop by a party Nicki hosted Friday night in L.A. Of course, people couldn’t handle the combined magic of Nick and Brit, and here’s the result:
A source tells us, “[It] was complete pandemonium. Six people were carried out after hyperventilating. They literally fainted when Britney walked onto the stage where Nicki was hanging.”
For those still conscious, their goal was to try and reach Britney.
“People were crowd surfing to get to the stage. Screams were so loud for Nicki and Brit you couldn’t hear the music. Bouncers couldn’t hold the crowd back.”
I just can’t imagine fainting over Britney Spears in 2011, but hey, to each her own. That being said, I’m fully prepared to admit the high potential for magic during a Nicki Minaj/Britney Spears tour. What do you guys think?
OMG, you guys, how great is Easter? For me, my favorite holidays have to be Halloween, then Christmas, then Valentine’s Day, then Easter, but Valentine’s Day and Easter are super close. I know that my fourth favorite holiday might not sound like a huge deal, but I’m a girl who makes a fuss over Arbor Day, ok, so yeah, it is a huge deal. Despite the facts that I don’t get Easter baskets anymore (total bummer) and that Easter was the holiday on which my grandmother locked me in the bathroom until I was ready to confess my sins and fight my way out of Satan’s clutches, I will still be just as pleased as punch this whole day.
“I was trying to think of new games you can play. So I went online and there’s this game where you stuff as many eggs into your tube socks as possible. And then you have to run a race. And whoever ends up at the end of the race with the least amount of broken eggs wins!
“It’s actually super fun, because the adults get competitive. We started whacking each other’s shins and ankles, grabbing each other, taking each other down. Especially me, because I’m a little bit competitive. Literally, it’s disgusting. And it smells like rotten eggs for about three weeks. But it’s fun.”
Either that’s the most adorable thing I’ve ever heard or I’m just mad hormonal and blissed out on Jesus’ magic. Either way, happy Easter, you guys!
It was weed. Beautiful Antoine was arrested last night in Alabama for possession of marijuana (a misdemeanor), as well as two charges for skipping court for some traffic nonsense, one charge for speeding, and yet another charge for driving without insurance.
Ok, I know that laws are laws, and if you break them, you should have to pay for that, but come on. Just because you catch a dude with a pocketful of weed doesn’t mean he needs to be locked up immediately (really, I think the insurance charge is a lot worse), especially when there are famous rapists roaming around freely in the same town. Maybe police should worry less about a guy trying to have some harmless fun and more about some idiot in the projects, climbing in windows and snatching people up.
When you’re as distinguished and talented an artist as Will.I.Am of the Black Eyed Peas, you have an extensive, enviable repertoire, you know? You have dozens upon dozens of powerful pieces to choose from at any given performance, and it’s up to you to decide which particular gift you want to give your audience. Tragically, Will has made the choice to retire one of his most well-known, most well-loved masterpieces, “My Humps.” Check out his official statement:
“It got to the point where we didn’t want to play ‘My Humps’ no more. You know, ’cause ‘I met a girl down at the disco,’ I just didn’t want to say that no more, lyrically. It wasn’t like my best lyrically, but it was fun. It wasn’t lyrical miracles, but the beat was rocking, so we throw the beat in there and just let the beat linger.”
I never knew that Will was so modest. ”It wasn’t lyrical miracles,” please. When I hear Will ask that timeless question, “what you gonna do with all that ass, all that ass inside them jeans?” I weep. But, just as Van Gogh could not paint Starry Night for all his days, the Black Eyed Peas must move on to new artistic endeavors. I can only hope that they fill the lovely lady lump-shaped hole in my heart soon.
Man, I tell ya, I was on the fence about that whole “Donald Trump for President” business, but if he has legs for days AND an endorsement from Gary Busey? Forget it, I can fill out my ballot right this second. Who’s with me?!
Country star Rimes, 28, wore a Reem Acra gown as she and actor Cibrian, 37, exchanged personalized vows on Friday in front of about 40 guests, including Cibrian’s sons Mason, 7, and Jake, 4, from his previous marriage.
The couple had led friends and family to believe that they’d been invited to an engagement party, but surprised the guests by tying the knot at the intimate ceremony held at a private home in California.
A surprise wedding, can you believe it?! I couldn’t – I’d be so pissed if I were one of LeAnn’s 40 guests. I’d be like “girl, you’ve been making me watch you wither away for your creeper of a boyfriend, and now you’re telling me that there’s not even going to be a bachelorette party?!” And then I’d storm out and seriously question why I was ever friends with LeAnn Rimes.
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