So Kristin Cavallari was out having lunch in LA yesterday when suddenly a woman with pasty legs came walking by with her dog. Kristin, being such a huge star on a crappy show, decided it would be just fine to pick it up and play with it. Clearly the dog wanted nothing to do with her and I look for the owner to press charges for puppy distress or something.
Here's Gisele Bundchen out in Brentwood demonstrating the latest and greatest model walk that she plans to unleash to the world soon. Look for 18 year old wanna be girls everywhere to start walking exactly like this, arms awkwardly above the head, sorta like a monster. A pretty hot monster, but still a monster.
Kevin Jonas of the Jonas Brothers has popped the question to his long-time girlfriend. And that question is of course, "will you hold my hand on our next movie night?" Of course I'm lying because I spit on anything sacred, so let OK! Mag take over:
That last bit indicates that Joe and Nick might possibly think they are marrying her too. Who wants to break it to them that Kevin is the one getting married and will soon be convinced to leave the band by his wife to pursue a solo career that will never sell more than 3 and a half records? Ooh let me, let me.
Apparently whoever uploaded these pictures to the Web thought they would stick to true midget form for Hayden Panettiere by making them smaller than most desktop icons. So when you view these, don't expect high resolution although I think they are technically life size.
It was first thought that David Carradine committed suicide, but that was before everyone knew he was some kind of asphyxiation sex freak. Once we knew that, we all knew it was an accident involving Thai prostitutes and a lot of rope. Now a private autopsy and TMZ are basically confirming that.
With Michael Jackson, Farrah Fawcett, and Billy Mays dying, and then about 10 others like George Clooney and Jeff Goldblum being rumored to be dead, I nearly forgot about David Carradine and his ridiculous death. We can finally put it to rest though. RIP, for good.
Jennifer Aniston and Angelina Jolie are always going head to head in something. Usually it involves Brad Pitt's naked, sweaty body but now it's how much money they made last year. According to Reuters:
And of course Angelina Jolie wins again. The husband and now the money. Not to mention attractiveness, age, number of kids, and the ability to curve a bullet.
The AP has a story on Michael Jackson's brother, Jermaine, who is the first family member to sit down for an interview and attempt to cash in on MJ's death with some publicity.
Guess what, Jermaine? We all wish it was you, too. Who are you again? I didn't even know there was a Jermaine Jackson. There's obviously Michael, then Janet, and then that crazy Latoya chick. After that, I figured they were all already dead or something. Clearly music is not my strength.
