An angry teenage boy unhappily poses with his mother, FEARNet president Diane Robina, who has dragged him to the organization’s annual Halloween bash in NYC when he’d much rather be at home playing baseball or listening to Nirvana albums.
Also there: a little-known actress by the name of Lindsey Lohman, who, if you believe the Hollywood murmurings, is poised to be the Next Big Thing.
Lindsay’s in Tokyo!
She and Samantha Ronson flew to the other side of the world to support Charlotte Ronson at her Tokyo fashion show.
What a happy family!
Another day, another story about Lindsay and Samantha bickering. From Page Six:
SAMANTHA Ronson deserves a medal for putting up with gal pal Lindsay Lohan. The two took the Acela train to Washington on Thursday and “had a quiet fight” the whole time, our spy says. Lohan spent most of the time complaining about her staff and told Ronson, “I do what’s good for you, not what’s best for both of us.” Lohan was “whining incessantly and Samantha was trying to deflect it. When Lindsay would get up, Samantha would sigh and put her sweatshirt hood back up.” At one point, it escalated to Lohan telling Ronson, “Don’t (bleeping) lie to me!”
OMG, a couple arguing on a long train ride? I swear, when I lived in NYC and took the Acela, I’d invent people to argue with on the train, I was so bored. There’s nothing to do on those damn trains.
This is obviously a topic of great concern to you guys, and I can appreciate that.
For the record, I do not believe either the rumors that Samantha and Lindsay have broken up or the rumors that they got engaged in Mexico. As far as I’m aware, both stories are false, and that is why they have not appeared here.
That is all.
Hitting up the Madonna show at Madison Square Garden in Manhattan on Sunday.
How’s this for irony?
Lindsay Lohan, famous for infiltrating the LA club scene even in her teen years, was turned away from The Snake Pit on Melrose because she didn’t have ID. The same went for Samantha Ronson, who also didn’t have ID on her. Who the hell goes clubbing without ID? Oh, right, Lindsay and Samantha, who are used to everyone on the planet coming equipped with an internal dossier of information on their backgrounds.
On the plus side, Lindsay should be thanking her lucky stars that someone thought she might be younger than 30.
Out and about in LA on Monday.
Nearly a year after a judge ordered her to pay $87K in legal fees to Perez Hilton for his legal fees in the defamation lawsuit she filed (and lost) against the blogger, Samantha has ponied up the dough. The payment comes just a day before Samantha was supposed to have to appear in court to explain why she couldn’t come up with the cash. Someone didn’t want the authorities poking into her finances …
I always figured there must have been some crazy bullshit behind this lawsuit in the first place. If you don’t remember, Perez Hilton’s website repeated a claim by Jill Ishkanian’s website that Samantha Ronson was the true owner of the cocaine found in Lindsay Lohan’s car after her drunk driving arrest in May 2007. (Jill Ishkanian, just for fun, is the same chick accused of calling the cops on Heather Locklear just so she could profit from the photos of her arrest. A sweet girl all around.) But Samantha is, by anyone’s judgment, a public figure — even back then — and musings of she and Lindsay’s drug use is clearly a matter of public interest. A judge agreed on all these points. Samantha’s lawyers must have warned her that this case would be damn near impossible to win, at least against Perez (Ronson and Ishkanian later settled out of court). Our Constitution makes it pretty clear that Perez Hilton gets to talk shit about Samantha Ronson. It’s, like, on page four. But she moved forward with the suit anyway. It all seemed odd to me.
