…because there are just so many to choose from. Katie Price, whose fame still confuses me a couple years after she first made her way on to my radar, was out in LA today getting some botox. Usually stars have the decency to keep their augmentations on the low, but not Katie. She parked her whip right in front of the doctor’s office and rolled on in. Can’t hate a woman for being honest, but the fur I can hate. And the bleach-blond Cory Feldman lookalike with the hard nipples that she’s toting around with her. I hate his presence as well.
Katie Price a.k.a. Jordan and Peter Andre hit up the GBK’s Oscar Lounge At SLS Hotel with their children Junior and Princess. Unfortunately, there is a key element missing from this equation.
WHERE IS HARVEY?!
I don’t want to see hide or hair of either of these mofos unless Jordan is dressed like some sort of unicorn rainbow hooker or Harvey’s beaming face is in tow. THEM’S THE RULES!
As for Peter, I don’t actually need to see him ever.
At this point, everyone in Hollywood is always pregnant all of the time. I’m so tired of writing about people being supposedly pregnant because they put on a couple of pounds. But here’s the latest:
Mariah Carey is supposedly pregnant with Nick Cannon’s kid, because she canceled plans for a tour. Rumor has it that she’d already hired costume designers and dancers, who were devastated to be laid off in this economy.
Abbie Cornish is rumored to be pregnant with Ryan Phillippe’s kiddo, because she’s put on weight and went home.
Katie Price and Peter Andre are reported to be expecting another … just because.