Today's Evil Beet Gossip

It Was Not Kim Kardashian’s Birthday This Weekend


The Internet appears to be all abuzz tonight with news and pictures of Kim Kardashian’s Paris Hilton-free birthday party at TAO Las Vegas on Friday. For the record, it was not her birthday this weekend. Her birthday is in October. TAO’s marketing folks came up with this idea of a “Princess Party,” where they’re going to grab various socialites who “have it all” and throw parties for them because that just seems like an appropriate way to celebrate the fact that someone is ridiculously spoiled to begin with. (Although I suppose it’s still more hygienic than throwing a Sons of Hollywood premiere party, which is what TAO did on Saturday night.) Kim was the biggest damn star they could get for the first one, and they tacked on her sisters as co-hostesses, for reasons that continue to baffle me. To lower the star quality, perhaps? Just dilute it a little? So, anyway, that’s why Kim was at TAO this weekend. And I don’t know where Paris Hilton was on Friday night, but on Saturday night I saw her in the bathroom at Mood, staring at herself in the mirror and whining into her cell phone because they wouldn’t let her friends into the club.

Anyway, just for fun, here’s a bunch of pics of Kim at TAO this weekend.

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Late-Night Links

Kirsten Dunst’s new boyfriend dumps her and goes back to the girl he dumped for her in the first place. The way you get a man, Kirsten, is the way you’re going to lose him. [DListed]

Howard Stern just got out-pimped by Jerry O’Connell. That’s rough, buddy. [Celebrity Smack]

Lil’ Kim prepares to write her memoirs. [Celebslam]

Apparently Sporty Spice just released her fourth solo album. I’m sure it will be just as big of a hit here in the States as the first three. [popbytes]

Cameron Diaz is pretty hot for being a woman of a certain age. [The Blemish]

Breaking: Jennifer Lopez is proud of her curves. [IBBB]

John McGinley, the best part of Scrubs, got hitched this weekend. [I'm Not Obsessed]

Gwen Stefani’s son is such a pimp daddy. [POTP]

Fashion Victim of the Week

Paula Abdul’s stylist must hate her. First we have the faux tuxedo/dickie thing. Then we have the big ole belt buckle. Add a shrug and you have a completely bizzare outfit. I just want to sit her down and explain that less is more. I bet Simon would have a lot to say about this mess.

Anna Nicole’s Diaries up for Auction


The race has begun for ownership of the Anna Nicole Smith diaries. The floor auction will take place April 14-15 in Dallas, TX, but the online auction has already begun. For sale are two diaries were written by Anna between 1992 and 1994. Smith divorced her first husband (and Daniel’s father) in February 1993, and married J. Howard Marshall in June of 1994.

It’s pretty heartbreaking to read these diaries and remember that Smith was not always the larger-than-life caricature of herself that we all remember. “Someone ran over my cat yesterday I was real sad,” she writes in 1992. “Clay came over last nite to give me some sleeping pills… I need to diet Going to try out for a movie part. Hope I get it. I could be a great actress… Everybody went crazy when I went on stage It felt so good… Paul Marciana [Guess co-chairman] sent me a package!! He’s comming to meet me on Sun. Cant wait!!…Please God let him love me!!…This could be it.” The diaries are filled with smiley faces and angry faces, depending on Smith’s mood.

She also discusses her love of her second husband, billionaire J. Howard Marshall. In 1994, she writes “My husbands very sick and weak, Theres nothing I can do I want each hour to comfort him with medicines and prayers… When you touch him Im afraid he might break… Sometimes he tries to smile and give me such hope, he a fighter and I believe he can make it…If Jesus desides to take him I dont no what I’ll do. I love him so much… Sometimes I think of awlful things like hes going to die…I dont think I would be stable enough to go to his funeral if he died… I need some support and I have none… I can’t dare sleep cause he will pull out that breathing tube. No one else stays here but a few minutes. But im his wife and I want to be here… Ive cried so much I dont have any tears…”

There are additional mentions of the struggles with pills that eventually killed her. On June 13, 1992, she writes, “Hung over!! Feel like shit! Stayed home watched movie! Took a Zandrex!” I assume that here she either is referring to Xanax, the anti-anxiety drug, or Zantrex, the weight-loss drug. Probably Xanax.

Special thanks to Celebitchy for the screen shots of the diaries.

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