Introducing Phoebe Price. If you don’t know her she really is the go to girl for fashion disasters. This girl has been whoring herself out to the camera for years now and the only reason that she gets her picture taken is because she wears things like this. This gold jacket really makes her look like she should be in some Scientology training video. I also love how her bangles match the jacket.
According to Imdb she is an “International Actress and Model.” I really think that should be changed to “Professional Fashion Don’t.” So in the spirit of covering my bases with the fashion disasters of Hollywood in general I present Phoebe Price.
I think it’s probably the former.
That kid must be so comfortable. 11-day-old River Russell Deary goes everywhere with Mom in NYC. I kind of wish they made those things in an adult size, so when my mom’s in town she could carry me around like that. Or my friends and I could just take turns carrying each other around. Like instead of having designated drivers we could have designated carriers. It would be like, “Look, Tiffany, I walked last weekend. This weekend you walk and I get to ride in the pouch. No, I don’t care if your boyfriend said he’d put you in his pouch this weekend. You have an obligation to put me in your pouch tonight. Is that clear?”
Holy crap, they are actually going to do this.
It looks like the Spice Girls reunion has moved past the realm of pure hope and into reality. A press release today from the group’s management team, 19 Entertainment, reads: “Following weeks of speculation, the Spice Girls are set to make an official announcement to the world regarding future plans on Thursday, June 28. Details regarding the announcement will be released in the coming days.”
Earlier this week, a memo from the girls’ management team urging them to “not become pregnant — please!” leaked to a British tabloid, further fueling the rumors that there would be a reunion. The members of Spice have pursued solo careers since their last release as a group in 2000, and have been met with varying levels of success in the U.S. and abroad. None has been able to recapture the hype of the Spice Girls.
In related news, it’s an extra good day for Spice Girl Mel B., who yesterday received the test results proving that actor Eddie Murphy is the father of her two-month-old baby. After the two split last year, Murphy told reporters that “I don’t know whose child that is until it comes out and has a blood test.”
That girl is totally, like, the most badass two-year-old at the International Preschool in Prague.
It’s just that, you know, most two-year-olds like to wear shirts with kittens on them. Or puppies. Or a rainbow. Or Barney. Or something they can recognize. I really don’t think that Zahara’s in a position yet to appreciate the 1970s-British-heavy-metal coolness of her t-shirt. What do you think Brad tells her when she asks about what’s on her shirt?
And she is sooo adorable. Seriously, does Angelina have, like, a software program to help determine exactly how adorable a baby will be when she becomes a toddler? Or does spending that much time around the most beautiful couple in the world just make anyone hot?
Also, where’s Maddox in all this? Why doesn’t he have to go to school?
Despite the persistent rumors that their marriage is in trouble, Courteney Cox and David Arquette look happy as ever as they leave an event at Kitson in WeHo last night. I don’t know why the tabloids keep trying to break these two up. I think they’re the real thing.
Remember this chick? She was Al Lambert, the little tomboy girl, on Step by Step. She’s worked steadily in television guest roles since, but not in anything you’d remember. She was in Georgia Rule, which no one saw, and she’ll be in Paris Hilton’s upcoming The Hottie and the Nottie, which, God willing, no one will see. Anyway, she popped up at the Colette Jewelry party in L.A. on Thursday night, and she made damn sure the cameras caught her side boob. Because Paris Hilton is in jail and anyone can be famous until June 25.
Also there: Salma Hayek, who doesn’t seem to be too concerned about gaining a ridiculous amount of pregnancy weight, and I’d give her shit for that, but you know what? Good for her. And Brooke Burke, who is adorable.
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Ah, Tokyo. Where the bars close when you stop buying drinks, there’s a one-to-one ratio between humans and vending machines, and Brad Pitt, movie star extraordinaire, shows up in a huge Tag Heuer ad. Whaddya figure they paid him for this?