If you’re a British socialite who runs to the altar at age nineteen, inks your new hubby’s name on your wrist, and then divorces six months later, you might not want to rush into marriage again. One of our favorite Wasted Brits Of ’08 , Peaches Geldof, says she’s not so sure about trying the knot again.
“I don’t know. I’m too young. That’s the whole point. I was too young,” Peaches tells Scandalist while taking in her pal Charlotte Ronson‘s new collection at Mercedes-Benz New York Fashion Week.
Peaches, who announced on Monday that she would divorce hubby Max Drummey, doesn’t seem too broken up over her busted marriage.
“It’s fine. We got divorced and we’re really happy. We’re best friends, you know, but it’s just we were both too young to be married. We decided to end it so we could both have better opportunities in the future,” Peaches tells Scandalist.
Peaches is not only not upset, she seems to think her and Max’s new arrangement is ideal. “It’s just great because we’re so close still and I hate when you hear all those stories about divorces that are horrible and drawn out. It was just so easy and we still love each other. We’re best friends,” Peaches says.
As for rumors that she is hooking up with another American, Donald Cumming, Peaches insists, “I’m single.” [Photo: Studio Mao]
We can barely muster the enthusiasm to type this, so obvious was it from the moment it happened, but, guess what? Irritating British socialite Peaches Geldof is to divorce her husband Max Drummey! Never! Youre joking! Etc. Even more infuriating is the press statement she’s issued to confirm the news. As if it was a real marriage, or something.
After much soul-searching we have made the mutual decision to end our marriage and have agreed to go our separate ways. Our parting is amicable and both of us still respect and care about each other immensely. There were no other people involved in this decision and we both look forward to a future as good friends.”
How noble of you both. Congratulations on making it so far in the first place. Now please find a less immature way of getting attention next time, Peaches. And perhaps searching out a good tattoo removal place for that Max inking on your wrist could be a good first step as a single girl? [Photo: Splash News Online]
Amy Winehouse landed in rehab so many times in 2008 that we lost count, and she won this category by a landslide. In fact, 96% of voters agreed with Lu, who commented: “This one was a given.” Official results below …
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Here at Scandalist, we’ve touched on the difficult existence of Rock Daughters. Born into fame, wealth and privilege without having done anything themselves to earn those perks, they embark upon half-assed careers, turn up at parties, date boys just like daddy and generally show us all that it’s not particularly helpful for your personal well-being to have an aging rock star as a father. We do feel for them, but mostly, they irritate the hell out of us, especially when they take their kit off on the cover of a magazine for no good reason at all.
Kimberly Stewart, Leah Wood and ARRGGGH Peaches flipping Geldof have now bared all on the front of British society mag Tatler because … well, we don’t actually know. Perhaps to demonstrate they have inherited some attention-seeking talent from their fathers Rod Stewart, Ronnie Wood and Bob Geldof? Perhaps because they know without their famous DNA they’d never get within a hair’s breadth of a mag cover and are taking advantage of a lovely airbrushing opportunity? Whatevs. Admire the flashed flesh and then thank your lucky stars you don’t have to do this to feel validated.
We’ve already noted that Kelly Osbourne was once an annoying, spoiled little Rock Daughter — but has these days sorted herself out and become a gorgeous style icon and decent human being. And she’s reached across the celebrity chasm to offer her support (sort of) to current Pointless Rock Daughter, Peaches Geldof.
“The way I see it is that she’s a very lost, sad little girl. And at one point I was like that, so I don’t want to judge. Instead of everyone picking on her, they should try to help,” Kel tells the current issue of Britain’s Star magazine.
That’s very big of you, Miss Osbourne, but we think it’s less a case of us picking on Peaches and more that she keeps inflicting her negligible talents on us. And how can we help? By ignoring her? We try, we really do! But she makes it so difficult. [Source: Star Magazine, Photo: Getty Images]
When it comes to going way too far with the partying, there’s no one who can do it quite like the British. Witness 2008′s most full-on caners. Amy Winehouse made trips in and out of rehab so often she collected loyalty points, all the while dressed like a cracked-out 1950′s housewife pining for Blake Incarcerated. Lily Allen kept it simple by being the archetypal belligerent drunk — heckling her co-presenter Elton John at the GQ Men of the Year night and also being carried out of the Glamour awards. Classic. Peaches Geldof kept her PDAs (that’s Public Displays of Alcholism) to a small number, but trumped them all when she was filmed buying drugs from Amy Winehouse’s alleged dealer (hey, it’s a small Camden) and then suffered from a suspected overdose in the summer. And while royal Princess Beatrice kept herself far more composed (and clever) than this, there was hardly a bash she wasn’t spotted at this year. Partying without the incriminating pap photo at the end of the night? We like!
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The great international celebrity swap treaty continues apace — having given us Paris Hilton in recent days, we in the UK have now bequeathed you Peaches Geldof (ha!). And “surprisingly,” it seems you don’t want her. The professional famous daughter has snagged a column in Nylon magazine, cringily subtitled “British Invasion,” and her first, incredibly pretentious column has failed to win her any new fans — on your side of the pond or ours. …
“America is a strange place, a place of contradictions, but a place that never fails to change one’s world view,” Peaches writes. “[I] buy pizza from street vendors, run through Times Square marvelling at its energy, and source new vintage boutiques.”
Profound. However, the comments pasted by enraged New Yorkers tell another story. “I’m in awe of what an astoundingly abysmal piece of sh*t this is,” says Aaron while Slackjawed adds, “Never write anything again. Please.”
Unfortunately, it seems somebody in your country is paying Peaches to write this crap. We’re able to ignore her now — especially after her so-bad-it’s-awful MTV show, Peaches: Disappear Here totally bombed in the ratings — but we’re thinking about your welfare. Can you really stomach any more?
[Source: Nylon magazine, Photo: Splash News Online]
Another day, another story in the UK about pointless celebrity Peaches Geldof‘s appalling behaviour. This time, the dubiously-talented daughter of Sir Bob Geldof stormed off at a personal appearance in Ireland, after deeming to turn up an hour late and stay for a whole minute. Poor Peaches, you can see why it was tough on her, no?
But those who have despaired at just how this irritating teen has managed to shrug off a litany of reported stroppy rudeness, a video scandal showing her buying some very dubious products indeed, and how she has managed to parlay being a Rock Daughter into a lucrative DJing “career” may want to keep their eyes peeled for Peaches’ new TV venture.
An upcoming documentary on MTV UK following Peaches’ latest venture in editing a vanity project magazine called Disappear Here, shows her as a “monster” according to the woman in charge. Heather Jones, MTV’s UK managing director for content and creativity, said that no amount of editing could portray the 19 year old positively.
“Bob founded Ten Alps (the production company) so he had a final say in the content. But she’s a monster! Everything that comes out of her mouth is horrendous, and that will still show through.”
Goodness gracious. When the suits are saying this, it’s something else. We can’t wait to watch it on October 19 and verify said monstrousness. [Mr Paparazzi; Photo: Getty Images]