Jennifer has posted this on her blog regarding these photos:

This is the last time I will address this subject.

I’ve sat by in silence for a long time now about the way women’s bodies are constantly scrutinized. To set the record straight, I’m not upset for me, but for all of the girls out there that are struggling with their body image.

A size 2 is not fat! Nor will it ever be. And being a size 0 doesn’t make you beautiful.

What I should be doing is celebrating some of the best days of my life and my engagement to the man of my dreams, instead of having to deal with photographers taking invasive pictures from bad angles. I know what I look like, and so do my friends and family. And like all women out there should, I love my body.

To all girls with butts, boobs, hips and a waist, put on a bikini — put it on and stay strong.

Xoxo
JLH

Love, baby, I agree with ya on most of those points, but you ain’t no size 2, sweetheart. And this is the most media attention you’ve had in years. Try to enjoy it.

On the heels of a not-so-flattering article in the Daily Mail, Jennifer Love Hewitt proves even full-figured women can find love.

She just got engaged to her boyfriend, Scottish actor Ross McCall.

Congrats, Jennifer!

British tab Daily Mail has written an entire article about it!

Ha!

Go ahead. Yell at me for saying it, like you did before.

I’m not saying she’s morbidly obese, but unless homegirl is pregnant, this is a little bit bigger than I like my starlets to be.

You think John Mayer would hit that? No. He wants a Wonderland, not a Wonderplanet.

Okay, before I get all the hate mail, let me clarify that Jennifer Love Hewitt is not fat by, you know, Missouri standards (sorry Missouri readers, but prove me wrong), but she’s way fat by Hollywood standards. As a teenager I remember reading article after article in Seventeen about “Working Out with Jennifer Love Hewitt” and “How Jennifer Love Hewitt Maintains Her Body” and now I feel like I should be reading an article called “I Know What You Did with That Entire Family-Size Bag of Cheetos.” I mean, seriously, I was so jealous of her in those articles because she’d be all like, “My body is a temple and kick-boxing is the Lord’s Prayer and I love working out and I never want to eat too much fatty food because I just love feeling healthy and blah blah blah” and now what the fuck is going on? You, my darling, are the very definition of pear-shaped.

Best and worst of Super Bowl ads. [Film.com]

Ryan Phillippe is all about fatherhood. That and cheating on his wife. [PopSugar]

Kimora Lee gets all lesbo at Cipriani. [Cele|bitchy]

Kim Kardashian takes a page from the Paris Hilton playbook, keeps the sex tape rumors alive. [The Blemish]

Jessica Simpson dyes her hair auburn, colors face to match. [Pop on the Pop]

Ron Jeremy and Paris Hilton once played a little game of I’ll-show-you-mine-if-you’ll-show-me-yours in a bathroom stall. If they wanted to see each other’s naughty bits, they both could have saved some time and checked the Internet. [Warship]

Jennifer Love Hewitt and her cleavage hit up The Ivy for some publicity lunch. Oh, Love. I don’t even know what you’re working on now. The Horse Whisperer? Or something? You’ll always be that girl who gave it up to Bailey Salinger in my mind. [Rappy's]

Ryan O’Neal understands that the publics needs — nay, deserves — a full account of his fireplace-poker-swinging battle with his son. [Defamer]

Jeff Zucker takes the reins at NBC. Hang on tight. [Jossip]