T.R. Knight takes his hottie boyfriend, Mark Cornelsen, to the Chrysalis Ball in LA.
Tons more pictures from this event after the jump, including Rebecca Gayheart, Eric Dane, Charlie Sheen and Brooke Mueller, Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore, Mila Kunis, Eva Mendes, Russell Simmons and Porschla Coleman, Jason Lewis, Topher Grace, Soleil Moon Frye, Katherine Heigl, Justin Chambers, Kate Walsh and James Pickens, Jr.
Six months after her defamation suit was tossed out of an LA court, Samantha Ronson wants it reinstated. She’s claiming that her former lawyer — whom she’s also suing — mishandled the case, and she wants another stab at Perez.
For those of you who don’t remember, Samantha sued Perez for claiming that she owned the cocaine found in Lindsay’s car after her May 2007 DUI arrest.
Check out Angie on the cover of Vanity Fair this month.
Damn!
Whether or not she already gave birth, I think it’s safe to say that Angelina Jolie has some incredible twins.
ZING!
And there’s an interview, too, in case anyone cares. It’s the same old blah-blah-we’re-multicultural-and-beautiful-and-saintly bullshit as usual. Nothing new here.
The bad boy actor tied the knot on Friday night with Brooke Mueller, a 30-year-old real estate investor.
The couple were introduced in 2006 by Eric Dane and Rebecca Gayheart, who were among the 60 guests at the wedding.
In lieu of wedding gifts, the newlyweds asked guests to donate to the Chrysalis: Changing Lives Through Jobs charity and to Pugs ‘N Pals, a dog rescue charity.
No reports of Denise Richards crashing the wedding with a semi-automatic weapon, so that’s nice.
Little-known fact about me: I’m a spelling bee champ.
Yes, it’s true.
Back in 8th grade, I won my school’s spelling bee. Then I won the regional spelling bee. And then I went to the state spelling bee, where I took home second place.
Here’s the thing: I should have won.
The stupid kid who won misspelled the word “reticent” in the final round. He used an “s” rather than a “c.” I knew he misspelled it, but I didn’t speak up at the time, because I was 13 and terrified. The judges were retarded. I would have spelled it correctly next, and I would have won. Instead, I proceeded to misspell the word “camouflage,” a word that I, inexplicably, struggle with to this day. The stupid kid spelled it right, and he won. Later review of the tape proved that he did, in fact, misspell “reticent,” but you have to challenge the judges in the same round as the mistake or it doesn’t matter. So I didn’t get to go the National Spelling Bee when I totally should have.
And it’s insane. This happened over a decade ago. I have since created a very successful career for myself as a writer. I have won all sorts of awards on both the state and national level, for all sorts of things. I graduated college cum laude, and finished in the top 10% of my graduate school class. I make a good living doing something I truly love. I have an adorable dog and a wonderful family. I have loads of incredible friends who love and respect me. By nearly anyone’s measure, I am a successful person. No one — no one — cares whether or not I was in the National Spelling Bee when I was 13 years old. No one except me. Thirteen years later, I am still tangibly bitter about this. I mean, genuinely angry. Whenever I even hear mention of the National Spelling Bee, I have a very physical reaction. I get a little bit nauseous and my heart rate picks up. Really, nothing else in the world has this effect on me. It’s ridiculous, and I don’t know how to fix it. I should be over this by now. And yet I’m not. I’m not even close. I’m still as upset as I was about it back then — maybe even more so.
Anyway.
Here’s the stupid brat who won the National Spelling Bee this year. I haven’t even watched the video. I can’t. It makes me too angry.
Do they have therapists who specialize in childhood spelling bee anxiety?