Oh, Nancy Grace. Yesterday, the commentator implied on CNN that, despite there being no evidence of foul play, Whitney Houston’s death was not an accident:
“I’d like to know who was around her, who, if anyone gave her drugs — following alcohol and drugs — and who let her slip, or pushed her, underneath that water? Apparently, no signs of force or trauma to the body … Who let Whitney Houston go under her water?”
Well, I have a few questions for Nancy. I’d like to know who was around her, who, if anyone gave her beans — following her “Dancing With The Stars” rehearsal — and who let her nipple slip, or pushed her nipple, out of that dress? Apparently, there were no signs of force or trauma to the body. So who let Nancy Grace fart on live television? [Daily Mail UK]
When I saw photos of Michael C. Hall and Jennifer Carpenter holding hands and taking what seemed like a romantic stroll together, I actually squealed with glee. Like, out loud, alone, in my living room. I just love these two crazy kids together and was so bummed when they got a divorce. Now it seems reconciliation might be on the horizon (they watched the sunset on the beach, you guys), and I’m so excited. Here are six reasons why… Keep reading »
The odds are that you don’t recognize this young man at all. Don’t feel bad about it, because there’s no reason that you should really know what he looks like. But trust me, you probably hate him. You’ve probably, at some point, called him a dick, an a**hole, or whatever your favorite insult might be (do share!). Personally, I’ve contemplated watching The Craft over and over just so I can figure out how to put a really good spell on him, because seriously, what a jackass. To do what he did to one of the most lovely ladies …
Do you have any guesses?
He’s that guy! That’s the guy that Adele wrote that phenomenal album, 21, about! He’s the inspiration for such touching masterpieces as “Rolling in the Deep,” “Someone Like You,” and “Don’t You Remember.” What a jerk, right? His name is Slinky Sunbeam. For real. Read more…
Will we ever hear the end of Lana del Rey? She’s been suspiciously absent from Fashion Week, and I thought for sure that her “Saturday Night Live” performance would finish the singer off for good, but the past few weeks have proven me wrong: not only has she landed a Vogue UK cover, but there’s reason to believe that LDR may be about to officially hit the scene as a fashion darling. Lana, who’s notedly less “gangster Nancy Sinatra” and more “I went to boarding school in upstate Connecticut” (she actually did) birth name is Elizabeth Woolridge Grant, will be escorted by this year’s CFDA/Vogue Fashion fund winner, Joseph Altuzarra, to the Met Gala. Um, yeah, kind of a big deal. I can’t hate only because I really love the sartorial statements Lana/her team have made in the past — luxe fur coats + glittering gowns + Mulberry bags = my kind of girl. Hey, as long as she leaves her ridiculous diamond tooth cap at home, things will go over just fine. [Fashionista]
So, I don’t know about you, but I love watching the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show. Somehow it’s very calming, right? And as I was watching the conclusion last night, I realized that a lot of the breeds actually look like famous faces. Click through to see what dogs (with hilarious fancy breeder names) look like which celebrities!