In a recent interview, the singer/designer admitted that she still breastfeeds her son, Kingston, who was born in May 2006. “I don’t know when I’m going to stop breast-feeding,” she says. “I’ll just keep going while I can – like, he’s getting his teeth, so it is a little bit scary. He’s bitten me a few times.”
I don’t know anything about raising kids, but aren’t you supposed to stop breast-feeding after a year or so? Especially when the kid’s biting your tits? I wonder how Gavin feels about all this. It’s supposed to be his job to bite her nipples.
As we just ran a Backstreet Boys post I’m morally obligated to throw in a video of a song I heard (and liked) yesterday. I think this fellow, Jaime T, is big among our European audiences but us Yanks haven’t discovered him yet… unless I’m more out of touch than I thought.
Fergie and the rest of the Black Eyed Peas crew arrived in Japan today for a show out there. Normally I think she looks just awful, but she’s almost — almost — bordering on pretty here. Not, like, deserving-of-Josh-Duhamel pretty, but she at least looks presentable.
Because all of their solo careers have gone so very well, the Backstreet Boys have teamed up to release yet another single, called “Inconsolable.” Missing from the new four-member crew is Kevin Richardson, who left the band back in 2006, saying that the departure was “necessary in order to move on with the next chapter of my life.” He and his wife had a baby boy named Mason in July. Did somebody say Yoko Ono?
You can listen to a sample of the new song, which debuted on New York’s Z100 today, here. The single will hit the rest of the airwaves on August 27, and the album is set for release on October 31.
It seems like just yesterday that we crowned … someone? … the new American Idol winner. (In my defense, it’s 1:30 am, but I honestly had to Google it to remember that it was Jordan Sparks … and I was live-blogging every episode. Each season of that show just blurs with the last.) But it’s time to start up the insanity again, and it’s kicking off this year in Dallas, Texas. It’s the standard story: lines stretched forever, it was way fucking hot, contestants only get 15 seconds to sing, Ryan Seacrest is getting head from androgynous characters in a bathroom stall between takes, etc. Maybe this is why nothing exceptional ever happens to me, but I just don’t understand why anyone would want to do that, even if they are a good singer. Like, there’s a tiny voice in my head that would say, like, “Hey, Beet, this is a once-in-a-lifetime chance to become a superstar! Sure, the odds are slim, but you’ve gotta go for it! You’ll only achieve success if you pursue your dreams at all costs!” And then a huge, bellowing voice in my head responds, “It’s hot,” and then I’d stay in and watch Gilmore Girls reruns instead and hope someone discovers me in a mall.
In coming weeks, auditions will be held in Omaha, Atlanta, Charleston, Miami and Philadelphia. Can we please talk about these Omaha auditions? If Adam Duritz hadn’t thought to write a whole song about it, I’d never have known Omaha existed. (I just have to note here that my friend Palimo — a musical prodigy — once devoted his considerable talent to making up new words to “Omaha,” and it started like this: “Boned your ma, somewhere in a Little America,” and then it went on but I forget how but Palimo, if you ever read this blog, kindly leave them in the comments). Anyway, Omaha’s in the middle of fucking nowhere, a few hours out of Des Moines and about a day’s drive from Chicago, but I truly cannot wait to see the midwestern farm stories they manage to pull out of the Omaha auditions.
So we’re not going to reprint any of the things that Spencer Pratt has said about Lauren Conrad recently. Not because we have standards or anything, but because I like LC and I hate Spencer and I just don’t want his nonsense on my blog. But, if you must know, you can read his recent (scathing) blog post here or listen to him and Heidi spew their anti-Lauren venom on the radio here. (By the way, all the talk of a wedding — it’s so not happening. This engagement is such a fraud. Note how whenever a question comes up about the “wedding” they give different answers. They haven’t talked about it because they know it’s not happening.) But Lauren is awesome, and she’s totally right when she says that Heidi and Spencer are famous because she made them famous, and they continue to become more famous now by bashing her. She and Audrina showed up on TRL on Monday, all smiles and looking fantastic, to promote the upcoming season of The Hills (where they have to be loving all the publicity Spencer’s been scaring up).
I guess she’s in this new Adam Sandler movie, You Don’t Mess with the Zohan, which has been filming all over NYC for the past few weeks. I thought that, after leaving LA for NYC, I’d be free of assorted film crews for awhile, but honestly on my very first night here I was at a burlesque club (they’re like strippers but fat) on the Lower East Side, and they were filming this movie right outside the club all night. I think I attract film crews. Someone should make me a star already.
Anyway, Emmanuelle Chriqui (who plays E’s girlfriend on Entourage, for those of you who don’t recognize her), is just one of those incredible likeable new starlets. I definitely have had a little girl crush on her from the first time I saw her. She’s fresh-faced and just looks like a lot of fun. Plus she doesn’t seem to show up around the clubs all too often, and, when she does, seems to stay out of trouble. Hopefully she’ll be around for awhile. These pics are from the filming of the movie in Central Park.