It’s Pet Fashion Week in NYC. [Photos: Splash News Online]
[Photo: Splash News Online]
Janet Jackson bared one of her breasts during the 2004 Super Bowl. Having acknowledged this, we may now discuss the singer’s new lingerie line, The Pleasure Principle. “I’ve always hated when lingerie is uncomfortable, so the fit in comfort was key,” said Janet, explaining why the cup sizes range from 32A to 44G. “Lingerie is a passion for me, and just like music and acting, I can’t do it unless I put 100 percent into it.” It’s great to have passions, but why did she have to name her underthings after a song that’s over twenty years old? The line doesn’t come out till November, so there’s still time for her to consider Titty Y.O. or Damita Juggs. [Chicago Sun-Times]
What would the man behind the celebrity-feared annual Top Ten Worst Dressed Women list say about the unfashionable hospital gown he has been donning? Richard Blackwell, aka Mr. Blackwell of “The Worst Dressed List,” collapsed at his L.A. home on Tuesday and was taken to a local hospital, his publicist told KTLA.
The 86-year-old remains unconscious and is being treated for septic shock with antibiotics.
This year, Mr. Blackwell named Victoria “Posh Spice” Beckham his Worst Dressed, saying “Forget the fashion spice, wearing a skirt would suffice! In one skinny-mini monstrosity after another, pouty posh can really wreck-em.” Also making the list were Amy Winehouse, “part 50s car-hop horror” and Mary-Kate Olsen, “a tattered toothpick-trapped in a hurricane.” [Photo:Getty Images]
Martha Stewart‘s arm appears to be missing, but like all good WASPS she keeps her cool. [BWE.tv]
Katie Holmes unrolled her giant jeans! All is right in the world again. [DListed]
Kanye West was spotted today at GAP’s headquarters, probably pitching a fit about his khakis. [Jezebel]
We love Laverne from I Want To Work For Diddy almost as much as she loves giving some random dude a lap dance. [YBF]
Gwen Stefani‘s back is hollerin’ from carrying that baby around. Pop already! [Seriously? OMG!]
Mary-Kate Olsen finally got subpoenaed by the feds. Ask her about those ugly gladiator sandals, guys! [ICYDK]
Beyonce rocks Obama pride while hugging her hubby. [ConcreteLoop]
10 dirty hippies that ladies love to bone. What, you didn’t know BO was an aphrodisiac? [Defamer]
Someone (Suri? Oprah? The ghost of L. Ron Hubbard?) needs to inform Katie Holmes that, despite her pixie cut and new Big Apple lifestyle, she just ain’t Audrey Hepburn. Nor is she Molly Ringwald, though we’re sure any of her precocious 80’s characters would love Katie’s cuffed jeans (Wish we could say the same about her boobs! 16 Candles zing!).
Just in case Katie is checking out Scandalist while on break from her rehearsals, we’d thought we’d create a handy list of what we adore/abhor about her outfit so she could make the appropriate changes asap.
- That she seems to only own one pair of those distressed roller jeans, which means that either Tom has cut her off from the cash or she’s not confident enough in her fashion sense to buy 50 more pairs.
- The very obvious attempt at starting a trend, after a stylist surely insisted she do so.
- Her super short hair – precious on some (Selma Blair, for starters), severe on robots.
- The Ed Westwick styled scarf. Because it is hot outside, and if it were not, that scarf would do nothing to protect from the cold (much less an appearance on a Worst Dressed List).
The teen clones were out in full force last night at the Teen Choice Awards, contorting their legs into weird poses and grabbing at their hips to see just how damn bony they really are. Also, peace is in this year!
Unfortunately, our celebrity kiddie pool wasted this opportunity to dress like the reckless, rebellious, fad-loving followers that they are and instead went for a look way beyond their years. Cute mini-dresses were in, Paris Hilton skank suits of yesteryear were sadly out. Also, Gossip Girls star Ed Westwick wore a man scarf. Nothing says Teen Choice like choosing to dress like a newly divorced 35-year old mom desperate to meet some hot arse at her local ladies night. We’re talking about you, Ed.