Back in July, Limp Bizkit’s frontman Fred Durst was scheduled to be married.  He called it off at the last minute, claiming “cold feet”.  Then he went crawling back to his jilted girlfriend, she took him back and they tied the knot.  Listen, if your man heads for the hills at the thought of your wedding day, do not marry him!  You cannot enter into a (hopefully!) lifelong union feeling hesitant.  Carrie Bradshaw, are you listening?

Anyway, Fred married Esther Nazarov in July and last month made his Twitter announcement that they “fell apart” and their relationship could not be fixed.  Yesterday, Durst filed for divorce in Los Angeles, thus legally calling for an end to a ninety-day union that just didn’t have the strength to go on.

I’d wish Esther good luck and a huge settlement, but since Durst hasn’t sold an album since George W. Bush’s first year of presidency, I’m not feeling too optimistic.

It just became a fiasco of madness.  [But] I always stay true to my heart and true to everything I did and my intentions, and I am in no way a liar.

I look back on it as very interesting [in terms of] how things have been sort of unraveling for her since.  [But] it is what it is. I can sleep at night knowing I made decisions that I wanted to make. [Still], I’m a supporter. I was then, I guess I am now.

Her own decisions and different things in her life, people can judge her all they want, but she has an extreme presence and when she’s giving it, it’s really good.  I don’t think you can really write her off and I just think it’d be silly for people to think that they could. Everything kind of works in cycles and I think she’s an example of how those things work.

I just guess at the time it was taboo for a guy like me to be associated with a gal like her.

Limp Bizkit’s front man Fred Durst getting more miles to the gallon out of fucking Britney Spears-speaking with MTV News about Britney Spears and their brief tryst that she denied.  Their brief tryst that happened six…years…ago.  Seriously.

Here’s Anna at the opening of the K-Swiss store on the Promenade in Santa Monica.

It looks like she’s curled her natural hair but left her extensions straightened, which is so bizarre to me.

And I actually kinda dig the outfit — the shape is way cool — but I can’t get over her decision to pair that damn watch with it. It’s not working for me at all.

Anyway, she’s still got killer legs, although they belong to the capable hands of Enrique Iglesias.

The award for Most Inexplicably There goes to Fred Durst, who showed up to the event sporting a gray beard. Why on earth did K-Swiss invite him? Why did he go? I just can’t imagine a washed-up rocker with a graying beard is how they want their brand represented. There’s some weird story behind this, I’m sure.