Scientology has been the buzz-word for celebrities with a penchant for insanity, for several decades, but now it seems that Hollywood is saying “sit yo’ ass down” and is ignoring Scientologists like we ignore Kim Kardashianpraise. “The Master” film by the Weinstein Company has been described as an anti-Scientology masterpiece and while most Scientologist were sending snippets of their pubic hair to the production company, celeb supporters of the religion started slamming it left and right.
Marty Rathbun, the main Scientologist whistleblower and the first horseman of the Apocalypse told The New York Post, “There have been rumours about the tactics that the church uses to stop people from leaving, and many of us got wind of how Nicole Kidman had been treated when she and Tom divorced. Recent events, such as the alleged ‘auditioning’ for a wife, have consolidated in my people’s minds that Scientology is something they don’t want anything to do with. Membership once made you interesting and unique. Now [it’s] almost an admission of naivete and gullibility.” Oh, almost like admitting that you have “The Bachelorette” viewing parties? Read more…
A good kiss makes you feel all melty and tingly. However, a bad one? Well, let’s just say that kisses are not like pizza—the meh ones are pretty awkward. Adding a camera in the bad kissing equation can bring about disastrous results. Think: Tipper and Al Gore at the Democratic National Convention in 2000. Or: Michael Jackson and Lisa Marie Presley kissing on stage at theMTV Music Video Awards in 1994. Or: Most recently, John Travolta and Kelly Preston trying to convince us that they are a real heterosexual couple at the “Savages” premiere. It ain’t working. Does John know he’s supposed to put his lips on her lips, not in them? You can tell they haven’t been practicing their lip lock very often. Or EVER.
Behold, our slideshow of more awkward celebrity kisses.
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Karl Lagerfeld is known as much for making bizarre and inflammatory comments as he is for designing clothing. Let’s recap: Adele is a little too fat for his liking. He loves Dominique Strauss-Kahn. He doesn’t tolerate ugly children. He only likes high-class escorts, and doesn’t like sleeping with people he really loves. He thinks the only people who take issue with thin models are “fat mummies.” Perhaps best of all, he claims that Coco Chanel was “never a feminist because [she] wasn’t ugly enough for that.” Seriously. To be frank, I like to think of Karl as a caricature of sorts who can never really be taken all that seriously in any context aside from fashion. He is, after all, the Kaiser, and the Kaiser’s gonna say what he damn well pleases. Keep reading »