Some of the stripping footage from Sony’s I Know Who Killed Me movie has been made available. They’re being pretty careful about not showing much, but here are a few of the better shots of Linds and a stripper pole.
So shocking that they would use this as a marketing tool! I’m sure she couldn’t have seen that coming.
Part II in today’s series. Lindsay Lohan shows up at Winston’s last night looking — well — not sober. Click the thumbnail for a close-up of her face. This girl is twenty years old. She looks like she just walked off the set of some sort of Lifetime Movie of the Week, in which she stars as a 35-year-old housewife whose husband kicks her ass regularly. Which is, you know, exactly the parts she’ll be getting in a couple years if her box office record keeps up like this.
Photo credit: Buzz Foto
The kids over at Buzznet sat down to depose model Lauren Hastings about the whole Lindsay-Lohan-stole-my-clothes debaucle. A court today dismissed Lauren’s felony complaint against La Lohan (the two girls met in rehab), but this video is still worth watching, if only to remind us that young Hollywood is still very much the sequel to Mean Girls. You have to listen until the part where Lauren reads the scathing emails she received from Lohan pals such as Samantha Ronson and Nicole Richie (who has a long-standing record of kicking Hastings out of parties after the young model was linked to DJ AM). This is some seriously seventh-grade drama.
With Calum Best at the Maxim Hot 100 party in NYC.
Kim Kardashian was there, too, along with Kim Kardashian’s breasts, Brian Austin Green (they grow up so fast) and Kathy Griffin.
I thought I had covered the Lohan stories for the day (it was my turn) but fresh off the presses is this:
AP New York – Lindsay Lohan and her mother have been sued by a freelance photographer who claims the “Georgia Rule” actress hit him with a car in the West Village.
Photographer Giovanni Arnold claims he “sustained severe and permanent personal injuries” when he was struck by the BMW on March 13 on Ninth Avenue between 12th and 13th streets.
Nice! Check this out though:
Arnold was in front of the BMW when Lohan put it in reverse and then in drive, throwing him on the hood and then the ground. (Lohan) stopped to check on Arnold before leaving.
What a heartless bitch she is with the checking on him! And I’m sure he was totally not infringing on her driving space because photogs are nothing if not boundary respecting.
I don’t know who to hate here. Lindsay for going out every night of the week and essentially creating herself as a gossip queen? Or horrible guys with cameras that stalk people?
It’s a close call but right now I hate this Arnold guy more. He never made Maxim’s Hot 100.
It’s been at least six hours since I’ve reported or thought about Lindsay Lohan so my internal bell is going off like crazy.
Luckily I have not one, but TWO Lohan related stories to impart to you today.
First off, Kelly Clarkson was approached by her record label to cover a Lindsay Lohan song. Now if that’s not a bad sign for your career I don’t know what is. I mean, it’s not like Lohan has set the pop charts on fire has she?
“My label literally sent me a Lindsay Lohan track from her last album and wanted me to record it for my new album,” Clarkson, 25, tells MTV News.
I’m not a Clarkson fan (too much Guarini in me for that) but I can see Kelly’s point here. She’s already really toeing the line as far as street cred goes, I can’t imagine the fun DJs would have had with her covering a LL song. Oh wait, I can imagine. It’s a lot of fun they would have been having. Kelly wisely vetoed the notion.
Next up, Lindsay Lohan has topped Maxim’s Hot 100. This is certainly good news for her career as it again proves just how seriously people take her looks, body, et al. One funny blurb about the list:
Ashley Olsen, half of the mogul acting twins, placed 37th, while sister Mary-Kate didn’t make the cut.
Nice! Mary-Kate, you are well on your way to being that other Hilton sister. Which, all things considered, is not a bad thing at all.
See you in a few hours Lindsay!
That’s right, Lindsay. You can kiss away your film career.
Herbie, Prairie Home Companion, Just My Luck, Bobby and now this. Audiences like to see your vagina these days, Linds, not your acting.