Not that he’s ever really been “alive” to me, or more than a blip on my radar because of 300 and being pursued by the ever-persistent Jessica Biel, but I’ve always wanted to say that – “dead to me.” It sounds just so dramatic and final. “You’re dead to me.” I wish I could have tons and tons of money and draw up a huge will and write someone random into it, only to pull the rug out from underneath them later in life, cutting them out of the will while screaming, “You’re dead to me!” as spittle flies from the corners of my mouth. Great, right?
It was a (typically) star-studded night at West Hollywood’s Chateau Marmont.
Lindsay Lohan may have (mostly) been preoccupied with her cell phone during her evening out with friends – she was glued to it, constantly texting, as were her pals – but that didn’t stop her entirely from taking notice of fellow celebs. The starlet jumped out of her chair and ran to give Emily Blunt a hug when she saw the British actress approaching. They shared some pleasant small talk – and smiles – before Blunt headed away with her friend [Ed. Note: Ran away to find some sanitizer is probably more like it.]
Soon, though, Lohan had another visitor: Gerard Butler, who arrived on the patio after midnight and sauntered over to the garden bar near where Lindsay and her friends were seated. The two were laughing and telling jokes, and Butler kept his hands on both sides of her chair as he leaned in close to talk. She was soaking up the attention and even asked him to come closer so she could whisper in his ear.
Oh my God. It’s finally happening. Lindsay Lohan “is coming back.” She’s getting all sorts of “attention from ‘A-listers’.” She’s frequenting the Chateau Marmont again. This is business, guys. Serious business.
As for Butler? Stick a fork in ‘im, he’s done. Looks like he should have latched back onto Jessica Biel when he had the chance. Back when he was still maybe bankable. And semi-bangable.