Check out this clip from The Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency on Oxygen. First, you have the model they’re interviewing, who I’m convinced is actually one of the Pre-Cogs from Minority Report. Then, you have Janice doing her best impersonation of Alex P. Keaton in the opening of Family Ties, with the kinds of results that are always better appreciated in slow-motion.
(Link via Gawker)
Speaking of Pre-Cogs (and how often can you make that segue?), check out this list of Cinematical’s Seven Bald Chicks.
Wow. Just wow.
We’ve already gotten so many great entries for The Hoff’s Looking For Love Photoshop Contest that we have to share a few of our favorites with you. First up, Chris Falman’s Basselhoff (left), an entry that’s so wrong… yet so right.
Click here to learn more about the contest, and click below to see a few more of our current faves. Then email your submissions to firstname.lastname@example.org. Our favorite Hoff-hybrid gets a prize. Thanks, and good luck!
Esquire Magazine threw caution to the wind, and voted Britney Spears and K-Fed‘s spawn Sean Preston as America’s Worst Dressed Man. Preston, who is seen around town in decidedly unfashionable onesies, “Everyone know that flaps on the ass went out like 3 years ago,” said one fashion-forward source, who chose to remain nameless. “And have you seen his VDL (Visible Diaper Line)? Not sexy at all!” Of course, Sean Preston was quick to respond: “(Silence)… (Diaper rustling)… (Gurgling)… (Slow, wet farting)… (Giggle).” We appreciate him for his class.
All winky-winky aside, there are some days where we sit here, reading certain ridiculous news tid-bits… the anger, boiling up inside, finally shooting out of our eyesockets and igniting our college diplomas ablaze. We choose not to care, mainly because at this point we’ve completely forgotten how to feel. This is one of those items.
Oh man, I’ve been waiting SOOO long for this day. MC Hammer, the OG of awesome, is back with a hot new hit, and guess what’s it’s called? Hammertime! Thanks to the hip-hop producing genius of Scott Storch (who also gave us the gift of Paris Hilton’s debut album), the world will be rocked with beats we haven’t known since the soundtrack to The Addams Family 2. Dust off your hammerpants, check out the track, and tell us just how legit that sh*t really is!
Nick Lachey flashes a smile while beating off killer vermin in NYC.
We know, we know. That was way too nice. But we’re leaving the catty captions up to you! So leave your ideas in the comments section… there are like 47 really obvious ones.
A message from Lindsay Lohan:
“Hey everyone! I know we haven’t talked in a while… I’m wrking hrd on my new movie Georgia Rulez (I added the Z, LOLZ!!1) and busy attending charity fundraisers at night and hanging out with my Mom. But the other day I had this graet idea: Tattoos! I love tattoos! They sometimes help me remember where I was the day before. NEWAYZ, I was thinking: I have all this money, all this time, all these fans, and I’m obsessed with tats (I won’t stop til every freckle is covered, I swear, LOLZ.) Then Stavros was like “Linzer, open up your own tattoo parlor!!!” Sorry I’m just so excited, opening a business is a really adult thing to do. I mean, I’m only 20, but people seriously think I’m like 40. Anyway I was thinking that it would be like a place where young girls could get tattooed with their friends, for like birthday parties and stuff, and stay cool and keep hydrated. Smart, right?!
OK, love you all, PLEEZ come to my parlor, it’s gonna be sweet. I have two hospital visits scheduled next week, but TTYL4RLZ. xoxolilo. p.s. Thanks for asking, and yeah, motherf***er, I’m fine.”
A lot of celebrities became cooler after they died: Kurt, the dude from Sublime, Morrison, Hedberg… the list goes on and on. Well, perhaps nobody’s become more notorious posthumously than Rick James. Dave Chappelle’s skits bumped James up from iconic musician to undeniable legend. How do you honor a man like that? With the single coolest tombstone ever naturally.
Poetic. They probably considered going with “I’m Rick James, Bitch” but I guess that would’ve just resulted in far too many backwards-cap-wearing frat boys making pilgrimages to the grave site to quote it in person. And who really wants to deal with that?
A couple of months ago Bill Simmons, a.k.a. ESPN’s Sports Guy, came up with the idea for an US Weekly fantasy league. Everybody laughed and thought it was clever, never actually thinking that somebody would put the time and effort into actually organizing one. Well, somebody did.
RMartin24 dropped this link to Fafarazzi.com, a celebrity fantasy league that “works just like fantasy sports leagues – except instead of scores being tallied for homeruns and touchdowns, they’re for catfights, divorces and baby bumps!” Just what I need– another fantasy league to distract me from doing my work.
Obviously I’m ready to join. What do you say? Anybody interested in a BWE.tv league? Let’s do it.
UPDATE: We’re all set up. Click here to join the bwe.tv FaFarazzi league. The draft is 6 days and 21 hours away… so start prepping now!
UPDATE part 2: Okay, we have a couple more leagues going: Here, here, here and here. Join now!
FINAL UPDATE: Okay, we have 5 more leagues. That’s it for now. Head on over and join one: 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. Please, don’t join more than one. I’m predicting BWE goes 10 for 10. Now bring it on!
Sometimes, we see or hear about celebrity stunts that just seem to good to be true. This is a prime example. In September’s issue of Vanity Fair, Gwyneth Paltrow dons an “authentic” African beaded necklace (Claire’s, $4.99), and some eyeshadow in “Teal It Like It Is!” (Nars, $278) to promote Keep A Child Alive, an organization that raises money for children with AIDS. The caption across the bottom of the ad reads “I Am African.” We have to tip our hats to this organization for having the moxy to say what we’ve all been thinking: Gywneth Paltrow is sooo totes a black woman. One who refuses to eat, is practically see through, and is WASPier than a nest full of bees, mos def. But black nonetheless.