Sunday, December 03, 2006

Brit Celebrates Bday In 1963
By PopCultureWhore

Britney looked like a 1960’s housewife out on the town when she and former (drunk?) manager Larry Rudolph hit Mr. Chows for the singer’s 25th birthday. Patterned, mod dress? Check. Bouffant hairdo? Check. Throw in Priscilla Presley and a pink Cadillac and she’s all set. Happy Birthday Britney!

Vh1 Big In '06; Dead in '07?
by PopCultureWhore

The world of pop culture came together tonight for Vh1's "Big in '06" awards. MK at Dlisted is always talking about Paris Hilton's wonky eye, but I really never noticed it until this picture. She looks like she had a stroke.

Speaking of having a stroke, Lindsay's little sister Ali looks like she's been getting nutrition tips from Kate Bosworth. Maybe it's just the uncontrollable vomiting caused by her Christmas album. Click HERE to listen to "Lohan Holiday." Yes, I'm being serious.

Ok, those just look painful, honey. This is Ice-T's wife. I think her name's Coco? Vanilla? Do we really care? Didn't think so.

"America's Next Top Model" contestants apparently only learned how to become red carpet road kill. Furonda continues to impersonate a praying mantis ...

Preacher's daughter turned go-go dancer turned wannabe model Joanie seems to be having a wardrobe malfunction.

And God bless Miss Jay for trying ...

Delusional Much?
By PopCultureWhore

Either Jennifer Garner has body dysmorphic disorder or I’m just an obese cow because girlfriend tells People magazine that she’s in “the worst shape ever.” The picture of her in the purple dress was taken at a GQ event on Wednesday. Uh hello, she looks great. The picture below was also taken at a GQ event pre-baby … anyone see a big difference? I don’t. If her trainer really “shakes her head and says, ‘This is a disaster,’” when looking at Garner, then that trainer needs to stop hanging with Rachel Zoe and get a clue.

Paris Hilton: Friend of the Year
By PopCultureWhore

Paris Hilton is a lover, not a hater. To prove that point, she has backed out of hosting the Billboard Awards on Monday because the joke writers wanted her to make fun of some of her friends. "Paris did not want to say anything that could appear hurtful or embarrassing about people she knows,” her publicist/personal man slave told AP. Sure, Paris loves everyone – Lindsay Lohan, Rainbow Brite, Greek shipping heirs, whatever. You know she just can’t read the teleprompter. She can barely order fries from the drive-thru in a coherent manner. Billboard should be thanking its lucky stars she won’t taint its legacy with her putrid skank. Paris was rumored to have been hosting the show with new BFF Britney Spears, but someone reportedly slapped some panties on the pop princess and informed her that it would not be the best move. I hope for Britney’s 25th birthday, someone locks Paris in a closet and forces her to listen to her own album on repeat.

What a Whore Watches
By PopCultureWhore

I love me some trashy TV, but the networks seem to have gotten wise to the fact that even I occasionally enjoy a bit of brain activity while staring at the boob tube (sorry, BoomKat).

To that end, you can add Tina Fey’s “30 Rock” to my current list of DVR specialities. It’s the half-hour sitcom version of “Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip” – except it lacks the pretentious bullshit that makes me want to run headfirst into a cement wall. The gem of “30 Rock” is Alec Baldwin (above) as a clueless TV executive who taunts Fey’s Liz Lemon. (“The Italians have a saying, Lemon. Keep your friend close and your enemies closer. And although they’ve never won a war or mass-produced a decent car, in this area, they are correct.”). Tracy Morgan also gets his share of hilarious plot points (pretending to be illiterate to get out of work, faking a facial tattoo to maintain street cred) as a star of the comedy show around which “30 Rock” is centered.

I also really didn’t want to like TBS’s “My Boys” about the Chicago sports writer with a gaggle of platonic sports writer male buddies, but damn it if I don’t find it amusing. I’m still not entirely convinced that all those guys wouldn’t try to bust a move on blonde PJ (especially the scruffy hot roommate), but Jordana Spiro is rather endearing as the main character, so I will give it a shot. And I don’t even like sports. PJ needed to dump crush boy Bobby after he ditched her for chicken wings with the boys, though. Watch the first episode and other clips HERE.