From the New York Post:
Russell Crowe has been sharing some intimate rubdowns with burlesque goddess Dita Von Teese, sources tell us.
The “Les Misérables” star, who split from his wife, Danielle Spencer, in October after nine years of marriage, was spotted holed up with the pin-up gal at the Four Seasons Hotel in December, and they even got a romantic couple’s massage together at 6:30 a.m., says the source.
Crowe and Von Teese have been flirting with each other on Twitter for a while. Last year, Crowe retweeted her posting “Dressage. Was measured for bespoke blk patent boots w/my name stamped on the heel . . . But under whose bed did I leave my Hermes riding crop?”
Around the same time, he also retweeted her message: “Giving airport security a lesson in garter belts this morning.”.
Ugh, I can’t even tell you guys how mildly grossed out I am by this. Wait. I’m sorry—did I say “mildly”? Because I definitely meant “majorly.” See, Dita Von Teese is this lovely, unique creature who seems all delicate and soft and demure, while Russell Crowe is gross, gregarious, and gangrenous (the last one was a stretch, but do you have any better ‘g’ insults?).
Thoughts on the happy new hookup?