Instead of asking yourself what Lindsay Lohan is doing in Capri, try asking who Lindsay Lohan is doing in Capri. [FListed]
Check out popbytes’ review of Sweeney Todd. [popbytes]
Michelle Pfeiffer is totally okay with them casting Jessica Simpson as the lead in the Grease remake. WTF? [INO]
Top 10 Bikini Pics of 2007! [Celebslam]
You know who’s not preggers? Nicole Kidman. [Celebitchy]
Milo Ventimiglia is finally ready to step up and admit he’s banging Hayden Panettiere. [Derek Hail]
Penelope Cruz makes out with her sister. Awesome. [WIMB]
Constantine Maroulis is a star that won’t stop rising. [Yeeeah!]
Mary-Louise Parker hates working with Mary-Kate Olsen. [Mollygood]
December 31, 2007 at 10:50 am by Evil Beet
Lindsay Lohan accepts an award at the Capri Film Festival.
December 31, 2007 at 10:35 am by Evil Beet
Paris Hilton and K-Fed party the night away at PURE in Las Vegas.
What is Britney going to do to retaliate for this????
BRING ON THE CRAZY!!!!
December 31, 2007 at 10:31 am by Evil Beet
The America’s Next Top Model winner showed up at the Grand Opening of Jay-Z’s 40/40 Club At The Palazzo Hotel in Vegas last night.
She looks like she’s going to prom!
This is NOT a fat girl. This is a baaaaaaad dress.
Also there: Beyonce Knowles, wearing those shoes that are all the rage lately. They make me want to die. It looks like she broke her foot, and this is the fancy high-tech cast they made for her.
December 31, 2007 at 10:27 am by Evil Beet
I don’t give a fuck. I might care if this Rhys Ifans dude was hot, but he looks like he just stepped off the set of a Tim Burton film. Where he’d been shooting heroin between takes. In a bathtub. With a blow-dryer. While eating human brains.
I could go on if you want.
Anyway, Sienna hasn’t announced it, but the photo agencies seem pretty sure of it. They keep running these photos lately like, “Sienna Miller and fiance Rhys Ifans” blah blah blah blah.
Jesus, guys, can you believe this dude gets to put his penis in Sienna Miller and you don’t?
December 31, 2007 at 12:49 am by Evil Beet
These have been around for a couple days, but, tragically, I suck at my job, so I’ve just now stumbled upon them.
Man, she looks like she had a rough night.
I almost feel bad for her. But then I think of what a happy day I had when I checked my email and learned that Mischa Barton had scored herself a DUI. Seriously, I got jack shit for Christmas this year. My dad wrote me a check and my mom puts about the same effort into Christmas as she does into Arbor Day, so the Mischa Barton DUI was like the pony I never got. (Note to parents for future: the pony should be pink and it should sing.) So then I think of my happiness and then I’m not sad for Mischa anymore. There’s a term for that. I think it’s “schadenfreude.” Webster’s defines it as “satisfaction or pleasure felt at someone else’s misfortune.”
That’s cool, Websters. You call it “schadenfreude.” I call it “what I do for a living.”