Eating is still allowed.
Someone should tell her that.
In Bev Hills yesterday.
Photo credit: Buzz Foto
Meet Tyler Atkins.
He’s 21 years old. He’s the designer behind Kitson fave t-shirt line Rock Stars & Angels. And he may be fucking Paris Hilton.
According to the Daily News, Paris and Tyler were “making out like teenagers” at a recent Malibu beach party.
On June 20, Tyler said the following about hanging out with a “famous chick” in the Hollywood Hills an interview:
She’s like a full pill-popper … she brought out these pills and because I was drunk I went, ‘Yeah, fuck it – I’ll just have one. Why not?’ And she gave me like four of these pills that were like Vicodin; they were like Rohypnols or something. Heavy, heavy. And she drugged me, this famous chick. … I woke up in her spa bath with her and her best friend. We were in the spa bath, full-on threesome. And then I don’t remember anything else. I remember waking up at 5 o’clock in the afternoon in between them both … I couldn’t find my clothes in the whole house. [I was] just tripping, just going, ‘What did this girl give me?’ It was gnarly, eh? I woke up from like banging on the door … because she had to go to set, and she’s meant to be at set at like 3 o’clock and it’s just that loose that it’s 5 o’clock and they’re still passed out. I didn’t know to open the door or what. I had these shitty girls’ clothes on, just tripping. I couldn’t find my clothes. I got dropped down on Sunset Blvd. … I had no minutes left on my phone, so I couldn’t call anyone. Looking like a freak in girls’ clothes.
I don’t know what Paris’s thing is with plucking these younger guys out of obscurity for five minutes and then ditching their asses. I seriously think she gets off on giving them a little taste of her special brand of glory and then shoving them back into their former, mundane existences. Like, “Look how awesome I am. Now you can’t have it anymore.” I used to laugh at these guys; now I just feel bad for them.
The doggy-style couple put on a brave face at the grand opening of Atelier in NYC. We know what your O face looks like, Nick …
A commenter mentioned the other day that she liked it when I was running pictures of cute animals during the Anna Nicole Aftermath, so here are cute kittens with the links.
Oprah’s dog died. No, not Gayle. [popbytes]
Kylie Minogue is back with Olivier Mar … snore … [Cele|bitchy]
Paris Hilton goes surfing. [Jordan]
Britney’s back in the pink wig. [Cityrag]
Cameron Diaz rocks the bikini. [Drunken Stepfather]
David Beckham spends the night before his first practice session with The Galaxy partying at Chateau Marmont. [The Bosh]
Here’s the video of Kelly Rowland collapsing at a recent concert. [The Blemish]
Yes, of course Britney Spears’ new boyfriend used to sell dildos. [Yeeeah]
I heard that you were going to be a musician now. I guess I thought that meant you were going to play music. I didn’t understand that you were going to be, specifically, Eminem.
At a Malibu beach party on Saturday.
I don’t know what to say about these pictures of Katie Holmes arriving (sans Tom) at the NYC premiere of Hairspray to support her Scientology cohort, John Travolta.
The truth is, I don’t have anything mean to say. She looks great. She doesn’t look particularly brainwashed. The hair is precious. The dress is perfect. The make-up is just right. She’s not wearing sunglasses. She’s not dwarfing her husband. She’s not too big and she’s not too small. She has almost — almost – reclaimed the girl-next-door adorableness that sent Dawson into such a tizzy. Way to go, Katie!