Here’s a suspiciously ring-free Guy Ritchie, photographed on Monday at London’s Heathrow Airport, en route to NYC, probably to see Madonna. Meanwhile, Madge spent the weekend with her kids — and former flame Carlos Leon! — in New York, also not wearing a ring.
Awwww!!!!
As happy as I am about the good gossip, I must admit I’m sad to see that this isn’t working out for Madonna.
Madonna’s kids — Lourdes, Rocco and David — play in Central Park with their nannies.
There are actually three nannies here — you can see the legs of the other two behind the one that looks suspiciously like Jessica Biel.
A nanny per kid!
Brilliant!
Kate Gosselin, are you paying attention here?
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Madonna’s brother, Christopher Ciccone, has written a tell-all book about Madonna’s life.
“It’s extremely graphic and devastating,” said a source who declined to give details. “He wrote it on the sly without telling Madonna. They want to put it out before her lawyers can get a hold of it.”
Publisher Simon & Schuster has rushed out 350,000 copies for next month, ostensibly to get it on bookshelves before Madge’s lawyers can mount a lawsuit.
“We’d heard rumors, but didn’t realize he’d actually written it,” says a friend of Madonna’s. “He was there through the crazy years and has many stories to tell, I’m sure. He’s seen it all. Oh, my.”
Madonna and her brother, who were once very close, had a falling-out after Madonna married Guy Ritchie.
Our two favorite British wannabes, Gwyneth Paltow and Madonna, leave a London gym together.
I can just imagine their chats on the stairclimber:
Madge: Oh, dahhhling, London is just seeeew gaaaaaaaahgeous.
Gwyn: Yaaays. I simply adooooore this city in the springtime.
Madge: I recall my childhood here in London, skipping up and down the cobblestones and frolicking in the paaaaahk.
Gwyn: Weren’t you born in Detroit?
Madge: Lies. All lies.
Anyway. Check out Madge’s pants. They’re either drenched with sweat, pee or rain. Or a combination.
Watch it before Warner Bros pulls it and sends me an angry letter.
You know, I kind of hated this song when it first leaked, but it may be growing on me. Sigh. I wanted so badly to hate it.
In a new interview with Elle magazine:
“I’m not going to be defined by my age. Why would any woman?,” she asks. “I’m not going to slow down, get off this ride, stay home and get fat. No way!” Then, making a face, she adds, “I would never get fat.”
And, she adds: “I’m not against plastic surgery, I’m just against discussing it.”
Madonna was inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame in NYC on Monday night.
She posed on the red carpet with Justin Timberlake and, inexplicably, Iggy Pop, who, like, needs to wear a shirt. I have no idea which of the voices in his head implored him to go topless in front of the cameras, but you know Madge is just sitting there like “Dude, my stomach puts yours to shame. But people will run my picture even with my clothes on. That’s where we differ, you famewhoring nobody.”
It’s leaked. Again. It’s been on the radio in France, I guess, which is why you get this kick-ass French DJ muttering over the music every now and then.
