Today's Evil Beet Gossip

Love It or Leave It: Rosie Huntington-Whiteley for Burberry Body

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So the lovely Rosie Huntington-Whiteley was recently asked to be the spokesmodel for the new Burberry Body perfume, and I have to say: good choice. I mean, who better to lie around naked in a thin trench coat than one of the hottest tickets in the world right now?

The shoot was directed by Mario Testino.  No word on whether or not Shia LaBeouf is coming out with a hand-clapping, jumping-up-and-down “Ooh ooh I slept with her, too!” statement, but at this point, I’m thinking not: I definitely believe that her boyfriend, the Transporter, could probably mash Shia into grimy little ant residue in, like, a second flat even if he IS Indiana Jones’ son.

Are you guys loving Rosie here? Me, all I can say is “thank you, Transformers 3 for bringing a dream to life.”

Ted Danson Joining the Cast of ‘CSI’

Actor Ted Danson at the bumper cars filming a promo for "Bored To Death"

Emmy-winning Ted Danson is probably television’s greatest actor—definitely better than Dennis Farina, John Larroquette, even Frasier. Hell, Ted Danson is better than Bronson Pinchot and Michael Chiklis combined.

So Laurence Fishburne is leaving his roost as CSI’s newest lead—did you even know Morpheus starred on CSI?—and Ted Danson is slated to replace him:

“From the moment we all started talking about the role, it was clear he couldn’t be more perfect,” said executive producer Don McGill. “Intelligence, wit, warmth, depth of character and emotion, he brings it all. And now he’ll have to bring latex gloves, too.”

Can you even imagine Ted Danson as a forensic scientist? No? That’s OK. According to Entertainment Weekly, CBS also propositioned Tony Shalhoub, John Lithgow, and Robin Williams. Listen, I am on-top-of-the-world. I haven’t been this excited since James Spader scored a role on The Office last month.

OK I PROMISE: This is the Last Harry Potter Post for the Night

It’s also a promise I’m totally able to make good on, since it’s the last post of the evening. Love those double entendres, if that’s even what it is. It’s getting late – and by “late,” I mean “almost eight o’clock” and I. need. bed. I’ve been up for, oh, about eighteen hours at this point and I feel like I’m about to go into some kind of shock for lack of sleep. The only good thing about insomnia? The things that you find on the internet in the wee, wee hours of the morning that you JUST have to share. Like Neville Longbottom talking about “brewskies” and singing Miley Cyrus songs. That’s something I can really get into at 2 AM when I’m feeling keyed up and sleepless, so thanks Harry Potter friends, for helping a sister out.