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Nothing relieves the stress of a whirlwind publicity tour like a hearty dose of retail therapy. Just ask Kate Walsh--if you can pull her away from the clothing racks long enough to get an answer from her.
In Sydney to promote Private Practice, Walsh and hubby Alex Young hit the trendy boutiques of that city's Paddington district with credit cards a-blazing. The couple dropped a bundle on Scanlon & Theodore tops and Tsubi jeans.
Go for it, Kate! A girl's gotta look stylish when she's on the PR trail. And we love the way you seem to be consoling Alex with a pat on the back of the head as he endures the shopping process.
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Kate Walsh's Shopping Spree.
It's Ms. Jackson if you're nasty, but Janet Jackson seemed determined to be anything but nasty during her live performance on Good Morning America yesterday.
On hand to promote her new album, Discipline, Jackson strutted and crooned in an outfit guaranteed to prevent wardrobe malfunctions. Nipple-high pants, white-collar shirt and tie .... what, no pocket protector and horn-rimmed glasses taped together in the middle?
Sigh; how we yearn for the days of Janet's risqué Rolling Stone cover.
Or her days of performing as Penny Gordon on Good Times. That was a really good show. Dy-no-mite!
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Janet Jackson's Modest Morning .
The prospect of living a dog's life doesn't seem quite so distressing, if one could be the dog cradled against terminally sexy Christina Ricci's bosom.
The Black Snake Moan starlet was seen carting her pup (we're assuming that's Buzz Goldicci, the recently acquired companion to Ricci's other dog, Sheriff Steve Goldberg) through Los Angeles International Airport today. Despite the duo's near-criminal cuteness, they were able to make it through security en route to their flight.
Just one question: Could a dog of that size be considered cur-ry on luggage?
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Christina Ricci's Puppy Love.
Starting MSRP on a 2008 Mercedes-Benz CL-CLass? $103,600.
Living in a country where even someone like Adnan Ghalib might feel entitled to own one? Priceless.
Paparazzo/Britney Spears hanger-on Adnan Ghalib dropped by a Mercedes-Benz service center recently, ostensibly to get Brit-Brit's car a tune-up.
In the middle of errand-running, though, Adnan's mind seemed to wander. Then his feet wandered, as he climbed behind the wheel of one particularly seductive Benz.
Could Adnan have been considering a purchase of his own?
Sure, why not, Addy? You've earned it. In some weird way.
UPDATE: According to Star magazine, Britney is pregnant with Adnan's spawn. Hope there's room for a car seat in that Benz, big guy.
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Adnan Gets Benz'ed.
Look out, photogs; Sienna Miller, whose dislike of the paparazzi is well-documented, is brushing up on her firearm skills.
Miller, seen here arriving at Heathrow Airport with boyfriend/
"The best bit is that I'm doing that gun-twisting stuff," said Miller, who's playing the Baroness in the film. "I'm learning how to shoot properly, and it's all cool and a lot of fun."
No word on whether Miller is also developing her Kung-Fu Grip for the film.
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Sienna Miller, Hot Shot.
Ashlee Simpson and Wal-Mart: Have there ever been two entities better suited for each other in the entire history of the universe? We think not. And now, the two have merged to create one gigantic pile of awesomess.
Everyone's second-favorite Simpson girl made an appearance at the Farmingdale, New York branch of the discount chain last night to promote her new single, 'Get Outta My Head (Ay Ya Ya),' a Wal-Mart exclusive. The event was attended by 500 to 600 winners of a local radio contest. According to Newsday, it was total fan-demonium.
"She was really, really, really nice -- and so pretty," gushed one teenage fan.
The feeling was apparently mutual; Ashlee noted, "There's so much love here."
Well, at least unless the CD skips; then she'll probably launch into a tirade blaming her backing band.










