Brooks Ayers, the Real Housewives of Orange County personality accused of faking cancer, admitted today that he lied about his treatments but insists he isn’t lying now about the lies he’s previously told.
“Jennifer Lawrence Falls at Madrid Hunger Games Mockingjay Premiere.” Where have I heard something extremely similar to that before?
It’s been several days since we checked the Official Kristin Cavallari App for iPhone and Android. What’s going on there? “More fall fashion.”
Somewhere between Girl, Interrupted, and “Girl, I’m gonna have to interrupt you because you’re going on and on and not saying shit,” is By the Sea. In it, Angelina Jolie plays a disturbed woman named Vanessa who can barely muster more than a sentence at time as she vacations in costal France with her novelist husband, Roland (Brad Pitt). Jolie wrote, directed, and produced this portrait of a relationship on the brink of collapse. From anyone else, it would be mystifying as to how something so dull and inept got made by a major studio. From an A-lister, it makes sense. Superstar entitlement—that which comes from within and without—is the only logical explanation for this horrendous movie.
Two days ago, the actor Ashton Kutcher posted a photo of a baby girl on Instagram. His baby? Funny you should ask—a lot of people are wondering the same thing:
This is a secret. Please turn the brightness on your screen to “low,” lower your read-speaking voice to a whisper, and mime typing. Alexis Bledel is allegedly pregnant. Oh no. Look around—did anyone hear you say?
Russell Wilson, the cutting-edge humanoid robot currently starting at quarterback for the Seattle Seahawks, did not have to execute its football protocols over the weekend, so it was shipped to Mexico for routine maintenance at the mansion of Girls Gone Wild bro-chief Joe Francis. Wi15on was accompanied by human girlfriend and pop star Ciara, with whom the quarterback unit is reportedly not-having-sex. Will this machine-man ever learn how to love? DOES. NOT. COMPUTE.
If all goes according to (God’s) plan, Kristin Cavallari will become a published author in the spring of 2016. She is currently urging the public to pre-order her book, Balancing in Heels. But what other books does Kristin recommend?
On the radio show Rove & Sam this morning, Chris Martin offered a peek into his old life with Gwyneth Paltrow, the woman from whom he “consciously uncoupled” (“consciously uncoupled”) last year. He made it sound bad.
Pranka, pranka, pranka. This guy loves pranks! Mr. Bond, to you—Prank Bond.
Justin Theroux: He’s Jennifer Aniston’s husband. In this capacity, he’s sometimes moved to compliment Jen on her various positive attributes. What compliment does he say the most?
Thank you.
Few communities are more culturally rich than the Queens neighborhood of Jackson Heights, which boasts some 167 spoken languages, a strong LGBT presence, and some of the greatest restaurants in the city. Frederick Wiseman, the 85-year-old director of observational documentaries (whose narratives are never forced with on-camera interviews, but merely suggested through motifs and editing), turned his camera on Jackson Heights for about nine weeks, during the summer of 2014, to capture the neighborhood’s diversity and the looming threat of gentrification.
Last night, Coldplay released their new song “Adventure of a Lifetime.” Let’s all agree that this song is 100 percent about having sex with a young movie actress immediately after your divorce.
Nearly a month ago, Ellen Pompeo unleashed a devastating tweet attack against Daniel Craig—a tweet attack so thoroughly ruinous that not a single celebrity news media outlet was left standing in its wake, each sent shivering to a filthy grave, covered in dirt and shit. Now she’s finally owning up to her outrage.
Kristin Cavallari, author of the forthcoming advice book and memoir Balancing in Heels (formerly titled Balancing on Heels), revealed today that she is on the cover of the December/January issue of American Baby.
