I am beside myself after watching the above video. It’s a preview of a fight scene from a SyFy original movie that airs this Saturday at 9 PM and it stars Debbie Gibson and Tiffany. Yes. ThatDebbie AKA Deborah Gibson and thatTiffany.
Look, we know what happened here. We know some SyFy execs and Tiff and Deb’s managers got the two of them in a room and got them all jazzed about the idea of being back in the spotlight. They pitched the project to them as something campy and fun with a cult fanbase. The picture they painted for them was not what we’re seeing in the preview video or what we’re probably going to see on Saturday night.
Oh, yes. Who cares if I feel like my organs are bleeding after watching that video? This shit is not to be missed. Not. To. Be. Missed.
(…and take a gander at these pics from the movie’s premiere party. Tiffany, you mad, girl?)
You know, it would be only too easy to show you what Deborah Gibson looks like today. Today she is seventeen pounds thinner thanks to a strict exercise and diet regimen designed by her preventative medicine boyfriend. She started out wanting to lose five pounds, but then realized that she had much more to lose. Or, her boyfriend threw some BMI charts at her and told her she had much more to lose.
I’d rather show you the “before” picture. I want to show you the Deborah that her boyfriend decided needed weight loss. The Deborah that wasn’t thin enough.
Now that Deb is in negotiations for a reality show, I can only hope it will be the nail in the coffin of her year-and-a-half relationship with the idiot who thought she was too fat.
Are Deborah Gibson and American Idol alum Constantine Maroulis making sweet music together?
Usmagazine.com spotted the pair walking hand in hand in NYC October 23.
Maroulis, 32, says he and Gibson, 37, began hanging out after meeting at the Broadway revival of Grease in August.
â€œShe’s a sweetheart,â€ he tells Us. â€œShe’s classy, has built a nice career and doesn’t drink or do drugs. We’re close, and it’s cool.”
You know what this sounds like to me?
This sounds like one of those hare-brained schemes Kathy Griffin would come up with on My Life on the D-List. Like, “How can I get the paparazzi to take my picture and get in the tabloids? Who do I need to date? Call his publicist!” And the end result is her walking down the street with Ron Jeremy. That’s the only possible explanation for Constantine Maroulis/Debbie Gibson.