Demi Moore is quite known for being into younger men. And now that her divorce is finally finalized from Asston Kutcher (yeah, I’m immature, don’t care), she’s free to bang a whole new generation of younger men. Allegedly she’s not only banging daughter Rumer Willis‘ ex, but she also had him move in.
According to a new report, the actress is in a trial marriage with her daughter Rumer Wills’s ex-boyfriend.
Demi, 50, has allowed Hollywood playboy Harry Morton, 32, to move into her Beverly Hills home.
“Demi is crazy about Harry,” revealed an insider.
“She says that he makes her feel more alive than she has in years. She’s convinced this relationship is built to last – despite Harry’s reputation for loving and leaving women.
“Demi and Harry kept things casual for the first few months, but now she can’t get enough of him and he’s moved in with her.”
Da f-ck is a “trial marriage”? I don’t…what? Anyway. If this is true, it’s certainly not going to help mend Rumer and Demi’s broken relationship. If it is true, it adds more fuel to her whole having a breakdown thing. First she doesn’t shave her legs, and now this. BUT THE LEGS! SOMEONE CALL THE COPS. SHE IS OUT OF CONTROL.
I seriously doubt this Rumer rumor is true considering that Demi and Rumer went to yoga together yesterday (pic above, via Zimbio) and were all smiles. Unless that for show.
Harry Morton is I guess best well-known for owning the hilariously overpriced and tacky Pink Taco restaurants and banging La La Lohan.
Now here’s some of my own gossip that may or may not be about a certain recently divorced older actress’ daughter. If you don’t feel like reading my anecdote then you can roll your eyes, stop reading, and carry on with your damn life.
Back when I worked in retail, I would often encounter celebs. I would stand behind the register or help them shop (read: “Hi, welcome to _____” and/or “May I help you with anything?” I mostly didn’t ask people if I could help them with anything because I hate people and don’t like helping them. Which is why I found a different job after a year.) So yeah, it was all very glamorous. One day, a really cute, really attractive man came into the store and asked me to help him. He explained that his girlfriend’s birthday was coming up and he wanted to give her a small gift every day for 12 days leading up to her bday. He was an actor. Minor roles. I thought his idea was really cute, so I helped him, and he decided he would buy her 12 little glass animals. He spent a while lining up these glass animals on the counter, really taking his time to make sure he picked the right ones. It was really endearing. He called his girlfriend to get some sort of hint about what animals she liked. Because he was so close to me, I could hear her over the phone. She was very curt with him and the conversation lasted a few seconds. I pretended I was oblivious. He pretended he wasn’t super embarrassed. I felt badly for him. I found out later that he was dating a certain celeb spawn. They broke up not long after this. I don’t know them, I don’t know their relationship, I don’t know if she was in the middle of something super important when he called or if he upset her earlier, I don’t know. I just know he was really cute and I felt really bad for him. Take this (alleged) encounter for what you will.