The world has changed a lot over the past 16 years. The fall of the twin towers, the rise of the internet, the loss of Princess Di, the birth of Dakota Fanning, the end of Saved By The Bell, the beginning of reality TV and oh so much more. The point is, there’s a plethora of new things that Right Said Fred are too sexy for, which is why it makes perfect sense for the duo to re-release “I’m Too Sexy” on April 2nd this year. From Gigwise:
Although theyâ€™ve never really been away, playing Gay clubs across the globe, thanks to being plugged on a popular soap powder commercial, the brothers Fairbass are re-releasing their 1991 classic â€˜Iâ€™m Too Sexy.â€™
The track hits the shelves on April 2 through Tug Records â€“ the same label who originally released the track when it stayed at number one for six weeks.
I can’t wait to hear the updated version. I hope they raise the bar a bit. By now we’re all completely aware that they’re too sexy for their shirts, their chairs, their love, etc. But are they too sexy for their blogs, their Segways and their Ugg boots? I guess we’ll know the answer in three months. I’ll be counting down the days.
Link via Idolator. For the original “I’m Too Sexy” video, click below.
It’s here! It’s finally here!! The Superbowl commercial punchline that was given away last week is now ready and begging for your perusal! If you area’t aware, Nationwide (“is on your siiide”) cast Kevin Federline in their Superbowl ad to play a delusional fast food fry cook. We would love to sit here and say that this commercial sucks, that we sat stone-faced, stoic, still… but for some reason the line “If you need a dolla, holla, cause I got a whooooole staaaack” makes one corner of our mouths go up, like, a degree. Loop this bastard 4 times in a row, and agree that it’s better than PopoZao. (via Popsugar)
Jenna Jameson on the red carpet outside of a Las Vegas nightclub is Pure _______.
You might remember Tana as the runner-up from season 2 of The Apprentice, but the chances are you do not. Well, being that she appeared on “National Television”, from time to time Tana is called upon by various snake oil salesmen to hawk their wares in the wonderful world of TV infomercials. I bet The Donald is really regretting his decision to pass over this Business Women, and what might have been his only chance to break into the dynamic market for clothing with fake jewelry stuck onto it.
Can you guess who this totally ripped, barrel-chested young stallion is?
Answer after the jump.
Barbaro, the Kentucky Derby winner that captured the hearts of 9-year-old girls and… well, I’m not sure who else, but a whole lot of people seemed to love that damn horse– was euthanized today at the tender age of 3 1/2. Since I’m a normal guy who’s never been emotionally attached to a horse, I’m probably not the best person to eulogize Barbaro on the Best Week Ever blog. Instead, I’ll leave it to the random horse lover who made this touching YouTube tribute a couple of days ago. It says it all. Listen to your heart people… listen to your heart.
For more Barbaro memories, head over to Deadspin. They’ve been waiting for this day for a while.
Remember when those less-than-flattering photographs of a surprisingly hefty Tyra Banks hit the internet a couple of weeks ago and everybody had a good time cracking jokes like, “Look- it’s America’s Next Top Eater!” and “Wow, Tyra really does want to be just like Oprah”? Well, Tyra remembers. That’s why she’ll be appearing on the cover of People magazine alongside the headline “You Call This Fat?” this week. Tyra’s using this opportunity to fire back at all the evil people in the world (read: bloggers) who made fun of her for gaining weight, which is… interesting.
Sure, Tyra produces a show where former supermodels and current fashion designers sit in a straight line to judge and criticize girls based on their looks and some might say it’s a little hypocritical that Tyra is so quick to get defensive when it comes to her own appearance. Sure. We could make a big deal about that if we wanted to. But we’re not. Instead, we’re going to stare at Tyra’s cameltoe in these new People pics and wonder whose grandmother Tyra borrowed this bathing suit from. That’s the real issue, people.
Now that our most adequite source of drunken celebrity hijinx is tucked away in the rehabilitative safety of Wonderland Recovery Center and Amusement Park, there’s an open spot in the starting lineup of Team Poptard, and someone is going to have to step up to the plate. Could Hilary Duff be that person? Let’s look at her scouting report:
Hilary — who has been single since splitting in November from Good Charlotte rocker Joel Madden (he’s currently dating Nicole Richie) — arrived arm-in-arm with her sis’ a little after 11 p.m., looking tipsy.
â€œShe was pretty drunk and staggering around the bathroom, bumping into people and shrieking that her gay male friend had a vagina so it was okay for him to be there.â€
The sisters continued to party Paris Hilton-style throughout the night at a VIP table, where our source says they were â€œall overâ€ their two man-dates.
Let’s see: talentless doucherocker ex-boyfriend? Check. Feud with other poptard because of aforementioned ex-boyfriend? Check. Turning club bathroom into a Baghdad-esque war zone? Check. Acting like a whore in public? Aaaand check. Well, she really seems to have all the skills necessary to take herself straight to the bottom. In the race to see who will become America’s Next Top Celebrity Embarassment, Hilary is definitely our horse (and not because she looks like one).
To be honest with you, we have very little idea what or who Scott Storch is. Everytime we see his picture, he sort of reminds us of a little boy with cancer, whose parents have dressed him up in designer duds so that he may enjoy his last year on the planet. Only, it’s worse, as Scott Storch in general gives us the creeps (see, left). And according to an item in today’s Page Six, we’re not alone:
SCOTT Storch is a hot record producer, but some of his lady friends are cold. Storch had a birthday party for himself last month in Miami at the nightclub Mansion. A friend tells us, “He’s upset that none of his famous female friends – Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan or Britney Spears – bothered to show up. And he even gave Lindsay $1 million in diamonds over New Year’s!
Ohhhh, now we get it: Scott Storch is the rich dork who went to your high school, the guy who tried to buy his way into the cool circles, but could only get so far because he looked like a little kid with cancer. We all had that kid in our school, the one who would throw their birthday party on a three-day cruise to the Bahamas, only to have the jocks try to drown him in the Atlantic Ocean. Do we even need to mention that the three no-shows are all battling their own personal issues right now? Linds is in rehab, Brit is neglecting her babies and Paris is doing accidental pornography damage control? Scott Storch has nightmare stink lines coming off him, and we don’t like it. Now, for our own sanity, we swear to not report anything on this moonfaced poser for at least a week.