[EXCLUSIVE] Is Kim Kardashian PREGNANT? [Starpulse]

Justin Bieber goes for the money shot. [The Superficial]

Who wins in this kind of situation? Aside from, you know, US. [Lainey Gossip]

Amber Rose gives you a lesson in respect. [Bossip]

Can you believe they gave this twat another reality show? [LA Times]

The Hangover II review: what did YOU think? [Pajiba]

Of course Jennifer Lopez has a sex video. [IDLYITW]

Adrienne Curry and the dude from The Brady Bunch split. [Amy Grindhouse]

Just in time for summer: 6 sunscreens that don’t suck. [The Frisky]

This is what Ashley Greene is doing for Memorial Day. [Celebuzz]

Sneak peeks of Robert Pattinson’s new film project. [Socialite Life]

Bruce Willis really loves New Orleans, huh? [Caught on Set]

Michael Fassbender and Zoe Kravitz: still doing … whatever. [Cele|bitchy]

Leonardo DiCaprio and Blake Lively have officially slept together. [INFDaily]

I’m going to be honest here (as if you’d expect anything less from me): I don’t get the Audrina hype. She’s touted all over magazine covers and men’s forums as being, like, ‘soooo hot,’ and having one of the most fit, perfect bikini bodies of all time forever and ever amen, but I just don’t get it. Granted, I’m not HATING on her for it, because I’m sure she looks better in a bikini than I do, but I’m not parading around like I’m God’s gift to men and Maxim, though, either. I just don’t see the appeal of bolt-on boobs on an otherwise-average body. I mean, is that what’s driving her bodily success? The boobs? Because if it is … man. I guess we really ARE in a lot of collective trouble, then, aren’t we?

Strictly for the record: how do we feel about Audrina Patridge in her two-piece?

Singer Sean Kingston was hospitalized late last night for ‘serious injuries’ sustained in a jet skiing accident in Miami Beach. Sources claim that Kingston crashed his jet ski into a bridge connecting MacArthur Causeway to Palm Island, and that he’s in critical condition.

Kingston was said to have female passenger on board, whose current injury status is unknown.

Investigators claim that alcohol, at this point, was not a factor.

More as the story develops.

Or is this just another sign that there are some fan-hitting shit days about to occur? I’m intrigued.

As you can see, Britney and her beau Jason were photographed this past weekend doing some mall shopping, and Britney had an interesting addition to her weave of the living dead: a bit of magenta thrown in there for good measure. So what does this mean? I don’t know. Your guess is as good as mine, I suppose. I’m not going to get my panties all up in a knot over a tiny bit of color in girlfriend’s hair just yet, though, because if daddy Jamie doesn’t put his stamp of approval on things, they just don’t happen.

OK, maybe she’s not, or won’t be, as her kid’s only seventeen months old and she’s got a lot of parenting ahead of her, but LeeLee recently gave an interview to People, where she discussed her parenting skills (she’s learning) and the no-nos of her household (no television, no computer whatsoever):

“No Baby Einstein and no anything else. Right now she watches this one song called ‘The Elephant Song’ on the computer. It’s paper cut-outs that are animated so it’s more like a cartoon. And then she watches a five minute clip … of The Red Balloon — the French short film. And that’s it. …. You have to be a part of the times, I don’t want her to not be able to talk with her friends about what’s going on, but I really want to encourage the reading and the playing. A lot of kids now in New York I see can open an iPhone before they can even walk practically. [They do] the finger slide.”

Um, first, let me say that if I witnessed a toddler being able to operate their mom or dad’s iPhone, I’d probably punch them in the mouth. The parent, that is, not the toddler. Of course. However, totally banning one thing in favor of another thing (in this case, television for other, non-TV-related entertainment) isn’t going to help accomplish what she’s intending to do any more than allowing her kid to watch television fourteen hours out of the day would.

I can appreciate what she’s aiming for, here, but on the whole, I feel it’s not exactly the right way to approach it. But hey. Different strokes for different folks, you know? We all learn from our mistakes one way or another.

Well, no, I guess it’s not ‘like’ you can almost see, it’s that you CAN almost see it, because instead of wearing something on her bottom like most people do when they hit the beach, or the pool, or, you know, PUBLIC, Aubrey opts for a line of fake cowhide fringe. But hey, it’s cool. If I squint real hard, I can pretend it’s a hot dude almost flashing his junk, because she’s even got that swoonworthy pelvic cut like a dude does. (I mean, that is what that is, right?)

Aubrey did a photo shoot earlier this week, and I’m still confused as to what the theme might have been – I’m thinking either ‘Flash Your Cooter in Malibu Day,’ ‘Horrible Roots of Southern California,’ or ‘Really Stupid Fucking Dogs.’ But maybe it’s none of the above. Maybe I’m being too obtuse, and the answer’s right in front of my face. MUCH LIKE HER VADGE.