In the wake of the Oscars frenzy, it has been a slow news day today. Crumbs continue to fall from the Oscar cookie, most notably reports that Kate Winslet still hasn’t let go of her little gold guy (Daily Mail has an alarming timeline of photos to prove it) and that Beyonce lip-synched. No one has bothered to deny the latter. Literally no one. Not even her reps.
In other slim pickings …
As usual, The Daily Mail is a frontrunner today, with an entire article devoted to Jennifer Lopez’s large tote bag. Repeat. Entire. Article.
They have also dedicated an entire article to Jessica Alba going from working the red carpet, to working the local park as a ‘yummy mummy’ (their words, not mine, it’s a heinous term). Repeat. Whole. Article.
Potentially the most unfortunate photo ever has captured all that is wrong with the modelling industry alongside all that is wrong with the fast food industry. And/or all that is wrong with English food. It’s visual irony.
Pete Wentz has been named as the host of the MTV Australia Awards. We traditionally enjoy bending over backwards, to almost embarrassing lengths, to impress celebrity hosts and performers, so I’m sure Pete is looking forward to endless parties at the Ivy and … endless parties at the Ivy.
Lindsay Lohan is apparently unashamedly after Chace Crawford. Chace Crawford is almost undoubtedly bolting the other way.
500 pounds of pot have been seized from Fabolous’s tour bus. That’s a lot of pot.
Robert Pattinson has been spotted canoodling with Paris Hilton (don’t know when/where/if this even happened) and Natalie Portman (allegedly at the Oscars, after turning to Portman and whiskey to soothe his nerves). I don’t want to whinge, but doesn’t Natalie Portman have enough? Does she really need Rob?
Former pornstar Jenna Jameson has come out with a fragrance called Heartbreaker. One suspects it will be a hit in the adult industry. One also suspects people will not admit to wearing it if asked.
In other fragrant news, Raffa Nadal is the face of Lanvin’s fragrance for men, Sport. He cuts a mean figure in the advertising campaign. Now, if only he’d cut his hair.