Okay, not really. But wouldn’t it be awesome if this clearly-Photoshopped image of Big Willie was real? I think everything in life can be debated via the opening rhymes of “The Fresh Prince of Bel Air,” don’t you? Carlton for the rebuttal?
If sexuality is fluid, then my tide is swelling for Salma Hayek. Seriously, I could just listen to her speak for hours, my head nestled in her pillow-y bosom. The actress was on “Late Night With David Letterman” last night and really it’s kind of irrelevant what she talked about — hurting her ankle? her earrings? her, blech, husband? — because I was hypnotized simply by the cadence of her voice. She is dreamy.
Sigh. In recent days, some of you have expressed a lack of understanding, an annoyance even, with my obsession with Courtney Stodden, super sexy sensual teen bride. While I think there are many legitimate reasons to watch Court’s every move — her Twitter account alone is filled with important grammar lessons! — I believe this Anderson Cooper segment alone is all the proof I need that Courtney Stodden is a hot topic worthy of coverage on The Frisky. Keep reading »
Ladies and gentleman, James Franco has added another hyphenate to his resume. Actor. Writer. Artist. Musician. ASS MODEL. That his bare bum on the cover of Flaunt magazine. Why? I don’t know. is there ever really any rhyme or reason to the things James Franco does for attention? [NYMag.com]
Well, this is one way to turn a career around… Lindsay Lohan, who hasn’t had a starring role in a movie since 2007, has agreed to strip down for Playboy in exchange for a reported just under $1 million. Apparently, the deal has been in the works for months, with Lindz eventually agreeing to show off her ginger bush once Hugh Hefner and Co. got close to her asking price. (She apparently scoffed at their initial offer of $750K — as if!). Keep reading »