The scariest scenario I could imagine as a child—besides swimming in the middle of a large body of water alone in the dark—was being trapped at Disneyland alone riding the rides. I don’t know if I had an over-active imagination or what, but I was pretty creeped out by all those pirates, ghosts, and animals. They definitely came to life after everyone left. Even as an adult, Disneyland still irks me. There is some strange dark, energy lurking just beneath “The Happiest Place on Earth.” Turns out Disneyland has some skeletons in its closet. Keep reading »
It’s one thing to try to roll around incognito—a hat and glasses usually do the trick. It’s another to look like a complete and utter slob. Ya know, unbrushed hair, mismatched clothes, shoelaces untied — the works. Of course, sometimes I throw on some crappy ol’ sweat pants and busted Uggs to grab a cup of coffee in my hood, but if I knew there would be even the remotest of possibilities that I would be photographed by paps, you bet my ass I would take an extra five minutes to make myself semi-presentable. Click through to see some embarrassingly sloppy celebs.
Kathy Griffin, who maybe sort of had a fling or flirtation or something with Bristol Palin‘s ex, Levi Johnston, had some unkind words about Bristol during VH1 Divas Salute the Troops monologue this weekend.
“She’s the only contestant in the history of the show to actually gain weight … She gained like 30 pounds a week, I swear to God. It was fantastic. She’s like the white ‘Precious.’”
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Another episode of “The Real Housewives of Atlanta,” another one of Phaedra Park’s bizarre photo shoots with Spark St. Jude. Only this time, instead of pickles, there is poop! Baby Ayden “fired off” a load on Phaedra’s hand. Luckily, Apollo, the baby’s
father babysitter, comes to the rescue while Phaedra, a woman bereft of all motherly instincts, stares at her hand in disbelief. She’s never been so up close and personal with baby poop before. OK … where’s the nanny hiding? We know she’s got one. Keep reading »
Willow Smith needed something to whip back ‘n’ forth at LA Live’s Christmas Tree Lighting. I think the candy cane braids did the trick. I’m wondering what kind of hair-whipping accessory she’ll have for the New Year’s Eve celebration with Dick Clark. Giant balls? That was wrong. Willow is adorable. Keep reading »
“My family always does a banana with your name on it in your stocking. You carve [the name] in really lightly with a pencil, and a couple hours later it’s nice and black. It sounds so gross but I promise it’s really cute! I think it was supposed to be a healthy thing to eat on Christmas morning before you start to eat all the goodies and sweets and all those things.”
—Christina Hendricks on her family’s Christmas tradition. Yum! The “Christmas banana” sounds both entertaining and delicious. [People] Keep reading »
“I guess my life of crime started by stealing cologne [in junior high]. We’d keep [cologne sample bottles] in the locker, in our gym locker at school and we’d sell some from the lockers …”
—James Franco from his interview on “Inside the Actor’s Studio.” I hope he was stealing/selling Drakkar Noir. That was the only dude scent worth wearing in junior high. I suppose James refers to this as his earliest work of “performance art.” [NY Post] Keep reading »
Oxytocin, that amazing hormone that gets you high when you fall in love, may be the miracle cure for mental illness. Researchers have been using the love spray as an experimental treatment for schizophrenia, PTSD, depression, anxiety, borderline personality disorder, and autism. How does it work? Scientists don’t know exactly, but increased levels of oxytocin in the brain are are associated with social bonding, increased trust, and a general easing of stress and tension in the brain’s stress center. Uh, love potion # 9 is here, friends. Can you imagine what will happen when love spray becomes available to the masses? Bring on Utopia. [Live Science] Keep reading »
Sarah Palin the hunter is even more disturbing than Sarah Palin the politician. I will have nightmares about the look on her face when that caribou falls. And then the snapshot she takes while holding the dead animal’s head upright? NO! All to impress her daddy. [BuzzFeed] Keep reading »