Meet Doutzen Kroes (anyone know how to pronounce that?), a 23-year-old model from the Netherlands who has just been named as the new Victoria’s Secret angel.
As her first official item of business, she helped unveil to new Supermodel Obsessions collection in NYC.
What do we think, kids?
[via E! Online]
Oscar-winning actress and singer Jennifer Hudson has been asked by Barack Obama to sing the national anthem on Thursday – the day of the presumptive Presidential candidate’s much-anticipated address to the Democratic convention in Denver.
“His reps called and said we’d love for you to sing the anthem on Thursday,” said Jennifer’s rep. “She’s thrilled and excited. It’s a tremendous honor.”
Hey, remember back in the day when, after winning an Olympic all-around gold, gymnasts would head back to Texas and either resume training or start coaching and the next time we’d see them they’d be on a box of Wheaties?
The times they are a-changin’.
Nastia Liukin was spotted — where else — leaving LA hotspot Beso last night, with the obligatory bitchy publicist in tow. No autographs, please. She’s way too famous now.
Not only did she just learn that Brooke Mueller is pregnant with Charlie Sheen’s baby, but her stupid reality show, Denise Richards: It’s Complicated, just got canceled, thank the Lord.
“The numbers started out pretty good - just over 1.5 million tuned in for the premiere episode,” said a source. “But the audience has dropped off.”
It turns out it’s not complicated at all: audiences just don’t like Denise “Bad Person” Richards.
I can’t say I blame them.
Who directed this shit? Spencer? Probably.
There’s nothing really to say about this, except for that it’s a kind of pathetic ploy by Heidi to get some attention for her unspeakably crappy new “song,” and it’s really kind of tragic that it’s actually working.
I got to 1:39 before I had to stop watching. See if you can beat my time.
Dr. Dre’s 20-year-old son, Andre Romelle Young Jr., passed away early Saturday morning at his Woodland Hills home.
The cause of death is unknown — pending the results of a toxicology test — but no foul play is suspected. Andre had spent the previous evening with friends and arrived home around 5:30 am. His mother found him dead in his bed around 10:30 am.
RIP, buddy.
Tara was at the big fashion trade show in Vegas this week to show off her new fashion line, called Liposuction by Tara Reid.
Okay, okay. I’m kidding. It’s called Mantra. But how great would it be if it were called Liposuction? I would buy it then.
Mantra, which Reid is debuting today at the Project show in Las Vegas, features T-shirts, dresses, bikinis, ponchos and hoodies decorated with trinkets, charms and beads in eight bright colors that are meant to inspire emotions. “It’s about putting into the universe what you want in life: Red means love, pink is friendship, green is lucky, black is protection,” says Reid, who found inspiration in her longtime hobby of making charm bracelets. “You’re gonna have a story when you wear this bikini or when you put this dress on: You’ll either get love or meet a new friend or you might meet a guy.” Indeed, her two-piece swimsuits — which come in string, boy short, halter, and bandeau styles — also feature flirty messages like “Catch Me If You Can” or “Single and Ready to Mingle,” and her T-shirt dresses have cut-out backs strung with hand-made chains. And while Reid hopes to see the items (priced between $65 to $180) in major department stores by early next year, she admits that she’s just happy being creative. “I feel like I’m in a really great place in my life, and I love what I’m doing,” she says. “I love acting but I can’t hire myself. If this works, then we’re in business. If not, I tried.”
Heh. You have to give poor Tara props for being like, “Well, I’d rather have a film career than be hawking flimsy dresses, but I pretty much self-destructed under the weight of my drinking problem, so this is what we’re doing instead now.”
And, listen, dear readers, should you happen to spot anyone out in public wearing a garment that says “Single and Ready to Mingle,” and that individual is not some manner of small dog or illiterate foreigner, I implore you to shoot him or her in the face. There’s just no excuse for wearing something so stupid. We don’t need those people on our planet. The cops may give you shit at first, but, once you explain your motive, they’ll understand.
