So nice to see that someone from ONTD decided to pass my work off as their own.
YEARS of my hard work that someone with the name "frejasface" is pretending is their own with a 10-part series dubbed "ONTD Original."
It can't be "original" if someone else has had a blog dedicated to it for almost 10 years. Duh!
frejasface just took my work and presented it as their own.
Literally.
That's why frejasface posted old links to Lainey's blog posts. Because she took them from my site where I copied Lainey's link at the time.
Lainey decided to redo all the url addresses of her old posts several years ago. That's why old links to her blinds with numbers in the url (3400) don't work. It's an old link.
frejasface didn't know any better when s/he went through and copied all my work and presented it as their own.
Disclaimer
This blog is in no way affiliated with laineygossip.com. This is just one person's opinion of who the subjects are of the "blind items" (aka smutty riddles) mentioned at laineygossip.com. I (Barda Free) am not Elaine "Lainey" Lui.
See, that’s the kind of gossip I’m talking about. Good Gossip.
Not that we should believe what we read on Twitter and Instagram, of course not. It’s just… a kind of random story for a random person to make up. After all, this user is not the Daily Mail. Also, there is a connection here: The Departed. Also Ben Affleck played poker with Leo’s high roller crew that included an often belligerent Tobey Maguire.
Maybe Leo thinks Matt is square. Maybe Leo thinks Matt is overrated. Maybe Leo thinks Matt is a dumbass for not picking his wife from the Victoria’s Secret catalogue. Maybe it’s all bullsh-t and this Instagram person is lying. Or, maybe, they, um, had something in common. Some similar experience and/or experimentation. Maybe one time they got drunk and shared a Cuban cigar. Maybe it’s nothing.
Anna M sent me this for analysis – Matt interviewing Leo interviewing Matt from 2006. Any clues here?
The thing about Mark Ruffalo is that he makes even the non-gushy girls gushy. Duana is not a gushy girl. She’s not prone to crushing and writing imaginary meet-cute screenplays about Ryan Gosling or whatever. Bring the conversation around to Mark Ruffalo however and her voice goes up, almost squeaky. Last week we were on a conference call and she was all business and then Mark Ruffalo somehow came up and Duana allowed herself to be distracted. She may have even giggled. That’s Mark Ruffalo.
Look at him with his slouchy t-shirt and rumpled hair, greying all over, matching his beard. And then that voice...
Oh God.
Wait. There are a few of you out there, more than a few, who aren’t convinced right?
Please. Watch. Watch him commit to that conversation with his hand on his face holding an imaginary phone! Come on! (I’ve now just killed Duana’s entire day.)
We were liveblogging last year’s Golden Globe Awards but would gladly have stopped after the best moment of the entire show happened on the carpet:
WHO’s NATALIE????????
See?
This is why you invite Julia Roberts. Everywhere.
While Julia may not have known that particularNatalie (Morales? Does it matter? Julia doesn’t KNOW HER. Do we need to?), she does know Natalie Portman. They were both in Closer, of course. I LOVED Closer. Here they are in 2007 when Julia received the American Cinematheque Award. Holy sh-t, Natalie looked young. She looks like the small town niece come to the big town for a dress up party. And Aunt Julia is very proud. So proud she wrote an open love letter for Natalie, Portman, in Variety:
"It is an interesting endeavour, watching a friend in a film. It is a risk to agree to write an article about a friend in a film. With someone like my subject today, Natalie Portman, it seemed worth the risk. She is always lovely, always watchable, always interesting. Then there is 'Black Swan.' If only I could reach out from the page now and offer you a glass of terribly good wine and ask you to sit a while.
Natalie Portman in the new film by Darren Aronofsky is a ballerina. I cannot think of anything more accurate and complimentary to say about her in this role: She is a ballerina! One is so lost in the aching beauty, the elegant moves and the quiet mania of her pursuits, she, Natalie, ceases to exist. It is an intense and at times brutal film to watch. There were times when I was watching through tiny cracks in my quaking fingers. But to see her in this role was worth the one night of tossing and turning.
I, as many, first fell deeply in love with Natalie in Luc Besson's film 'The Professional.' A performance like the one she delivers in 'Black Swan' affirms that my professional admiration for her was well placed. Now as the years have kindly made her a li'l friend (that's a joke for Natalie), I am simply beaming with pride for her and want only to have her over to our home to hug her, tell her all the wondrous things we think of her, rub her weary feet and make her the biggest, most delicious dinner she could ever eat!"
So much amazingness in one short letter.
First, she boasts like I do. She was right about Natalie Portman. She wants you to know it. JULIA ROBERTS BELIEVED NATALIE PORTMAN COULD DELIVER LIKE THIS. No one else did.
Also...
She’s so tight with Portman, a lock for a Best Actress nomination, she has a nickname for her. That makes Julia cool and with it. And friends with everyone.
And... don’t forget... she’s happily married. “We” want to rub her feet, have her over to “our” place. It definitely isn’t subtle.
Just like it’s no secret who she’s voting for. Julia Roberts is not voting for Annette Bening.
Jennifer Lopez spent the weekend in Miami, part of it luxuriating on a yacht in a bikini, ready for the next after formally announcing her divorce from Marc Anthony. It's freedom. And relief. And, for us, it's as you've all been agreeing, very good for gossip. This is the most you've cared about her in years.
Comic-Con is a great place to catch up on gossip with sources and compare stories. And at Comic-Con everyone agreed on two things: Justin Timberlake is a twat, and Marc Anthony was not kind to his wife; bitter with insecurity and paranoia, stressed by financial anxiety, and frustrated with the fact that he didn't marry a woman who was content to be quiet and sit by his side, a trophy with a legendary ass.
Marc wanted JLo for a long time. When she finally accepted his advances, he tried to own her. And she was down with that...until she remembered that's not how she was built.
By all accounts she is happy to be without him. And while for the sake of their children they'll try to keep it civil, she also doesn't mind it if the people around her start talking. Loudly. Not just because this is the game she plays but also because she knows she's coming out of her third marriage, she's aware of the reputation, and for whatever reason she wants people to know that it's not that she didn't try, or that she was frivolous about the decisions leading up to and during and after their marriage, but because the marriage became totally unworkable for her, or anybody, regardless of celebrity. Craftily too, she wants women to be able to identify with what's she coming out of, without actually stepping up herself to name what it is.
Since January, when Idol made her relevant again, JLo's career has been on an upward trajectory. It has been boosted undoubtedly by the split, but in order to sustain that, she cannot be seen as a 40-something year old woman who was simply bored by her husband and looking for a younger celebrity boyfriend. Yes it will be super smutty and intriguing to follow what her dating situation is going to be now. But equally as smutty and intriguing will be observing the management of the Freedom of the JLo. We're seeing the beginning of the rollout now.
Ps. How can you see JLo on a boat and not think of Ben?
OMG.
I was just trying to turn the ass-touching part from Jenny From The Block into a gif stumbled across this fan video instead. Behind the scenes when they were shooting. Bennifer. Like, all over each other.
Remember when this happened? Click here for a refresher on Cameron Diaz throwing herself at Alex Rodriguez in Mexico over Thanksgiving changing her forever in my mind and remind me that she is the girl who lost her sh-t at Justin Timberlake for picking up with Jessica Biel so soon after they split; she is the girl who embarrasses herself at a bar with a douchebag who barely cares.
And now this prick, while Cam’s away in Europe promoting The Green Hornet, is apparently kicking it low rent with some Housewife of Some City (the one who always walks around in a bikini?) called Kelly Bensimon in Miami. Page Six reports that ARod was flirting with Bensimon at an Art Basel party the other night. Another source tells the paper that: "While Alex was recently seen with Cameron Diaz again, they're not back together. He is single."
Does she know that?
Or will she get home and throw down with a D Lister when she finds out?
Please.
Pease let this happen.
And please let it happen like this. The video below. I’ve been waiting to find a reason to post it. And since Cammie is prone to jealous rages, well, it’s really the best fit. Thanks Ritchie!
You don’t have to be Chinese to appreciate the beauty of this clip. It will make your life no matter what language you speak. If you are fluent in Cantonese however you’ll know why I love it so much. It’s the best f-cking sh-t I have EVER SEEN. And before you suggest that it might be a fraud...
Don’t.
You don’t know my people.
If it was a fraud, you’d be able to see the other girl’s face. She’d get full exposure for her troubles. They’re vain that way these Hong Kong girls.
Anyway, enough commentary from me. Watch and be happy. And now imagine Cammie D doing the same. OMG. Why wasn’t I in this restaurant when this went down?!?!
Her father’s daughter and her aunt’s niece – this is Emma Roberts last night in London at the premiere of her new film 4321. Afterwards she hit the party. And seemed to enjoy it, ciggie dangling out of her mouth, ready for a late night.
Oh young Emma. Just 19. There’s hope for you yet. Drama after all is in the family. Her dad had his problems, her aunt Julia wasn’t speaking to her dad because of those problems, and her aunt Julia, actually, at this age was juuuuust getting started. If Emma’s to follow Julia’s lead, in the next 3 years, she’ll skyrocket to fame, date a succession of co-stars (remember Liam Neeson???), leave one man at the altar for his best friend, shock the world and marry a random on a whim (not that Lyle is random but their pairing definitely was), suffer a nervous breakdown, all before the age of 24.
Photo Assumption says Emma totally has it in her. You?
While Robert Pattinsonnarrowly avoided getting strangled by Twi-hards yesterday in New York, and probably spent the rest of the night wanting to strangle himself (the Twilight albatross gets heavier and heavier…at this point it’s more like a noose), Kristen Stewart was in LA working on her Joan Jett biopic and hanging out with Joan Jett herself.
Please.
Getting screamed at by crazy ADULT fans, or having Joan Jett personally coach you…
Who had the better day?
By the way, there’s video of yesterday’s mauling. Even funnier, and more disturbing, than the photos. I particularly enjoy the part when you can hear some lunatic say:
We love you so much!
Then there’s the “Please! Please!” and you can hear some sobbing too.
Of course there’s the moment when he’s grabbed around the neck by the one in green but you’ll note that the attempt is followed up by a second lunatic in blue who tries to do the same but gets thwarted.
This proves it. Twi-hards are officially the craziest of the lot.
Radar is reporting that Robert Pattinson was in New York shooting today. A swarm of Twi-hards tried to attack him as he was leaving the Strand after filming a scene. (Amazing bookstore, but never ever go if you are short on time. You’ll need at least 2 hours. And then you’ll have to go back the next day.
So anyway, Pattinson was exiting the shoppe and they swarmed him, and his security had to fend off the lunatics, and he ran into the street and was nicked by a cab.
They’re trying to kill him.
See? It’s a noose. Twilight is a noose.
Here's what I don't understand. So you're a Twi-hard. You see him. And he flees. He escapes. He wants no part of you.
And you keep chasing?????????
It's as bad as begging to blow a dude even if he keeps pushing your head away.
PS. In fairness to Laura though, at the very least, Laura can restrain herself. Laura can spend 2 hours on a terrace and not make a fool of herself.
These Twi-Hards…they’ve turned him into a goddamn fugitive.
Every day they line the streets, waiting for a glimpse. And as soon as the glimpse comes, they start screaming. As you can see in this video taken today - they scream simply because he’s walking to his car, head dipped down, desperate to get the f-ck away from them.
Twi-Hard lunacy has become so extreme that OK! Magazine reports that the crew has now constructed some sort of cage, 7ft high, for him to hide inside when he needs to be alone on set. We had something like this for Marcus when he was a puppy. Like a pen we’d leave him in when we went out. We’d give him a few cookies, and put the water dish in there, to train him to be independent.
Robert Pattinson is now living like my puppy.
Awesome Twi-Hards!
What drives this?
Oh it’s that dream. The same unique dream they all have: “I know that if I could just meet him, if I could just have that chance, he’d see that I’m different from the rest. And we could be together.”
As for those of you who think that it’s just the young ones…
Please. It’s not just the young ones. You’ve read the hate mail. It’s also the middle aged ones. With children. It’s all ages f-cking crazy!
Speaking of hate mail – you ready for another one? This comes from Wendy in Michigan.
Hi Lamey bitch! Don’t you dare join in with those tabloids and trying to spread rumors that Rob is with that Emilie fat ass. YOU ARE a JOKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She’s too fat for him anyway, look at her ass in those jeans and until you accept that Robsten is the real deal no one will be reading your site so give it up you dumpy ass whore!
For those of you who don’t speak Stephenie Meyer crazy, “Robsten” is what they call Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart.
Attached – “Rob” on set today and also joined by Pierce Brosnan.
Worst obviously because those crazy bitches could have hurt him, undeterred by the piss poor security, and best obviously because for those of us who are endlessly amused by the Twi-Hardery, this was some funny sh-t. Many of you were initially skeptical about all that hatemail – when you are sane, it’s difficult to imagine the behaviour of those who are very much not sane.
But then a few of them tried to strangleRobert Pattinson in New York while he was shooting Remember Me. And that pretty much took care of the doubt. They are F-CKED. You would have to be, non?
Hi Robert. Can you still get it up if I’m strangling you?
He said he would climb Kilimanjaro for charity, then his girlfriend decided to tag along, but he got booked for a movie so he backed out, and since she doesn’t get booked for sh-t, she had to keep at it. Along with Emile Hirsch who was confirmed yesterday as the “surprise” celebrity. Buzz kill.
So Jessica Biel left for the week long expedition yesterday after spending the holiday with the Pip in Colorado. Click here for pictures. Just me or does her lip look extra, extra swollen? Is that normal?
Following Shelfy’s departure, Justin was spotted out for lunch yesterday in Hollywood. He’s still working on The Social Network.And if his performance in The Social Network is anything like his performance in The Open Road, well,not even David Fincher and Aaron Sorkin can save that sh-t.Perhaps the acting coach can work wonders.
But have you seen it?
Here. Suffer through 90 seconds of Justin Timberlake trying to act. One of the worst scenes, like, EVER. Christ. It’s full fontrum like you’ve never felt it before.
It’s a good thing this was buried so quickly. Because Jeff Bridges will be up for an Oscar for Crazy Heart. And you know how the voters don’t like to be disrespected by Norbit.
Every couple of years or so, Harvey likes to pick a young actress, turn her into a star. Or try to at least. It happened with my Gwyneth. The Alba Bitch had her chance, Anne Hathaway too, now it looks like Blake Lively has caught Harvey’s eye. A deal with the devil, you could say. Curious to see then if Blake shows up in Marchesa on carpet after carpet. It’s so obvious.
Anyway, boring Blake and her boyfriend Penn Badgley were spotted leaving the Waverly Inn with Weinstein a few nights ago. Last night it was on to Letterman. She arrived casual in a trench, left in a hot pink/purple one shoulder showing off those impossibly long legs. And still… even in a dress like this, Blake Lively puts me to sleep.
To Todd & Tina, husband and wife gossips – thank you so much, it’s an honour. As for retiring…I’ll still be gossiping as an old hag, promise. By then, perhaps, I can enlighten you about Sex & Drink. But for now, all I can tell you is to focus on the mouth.
JailBait Miley Cyrus appeared on Ellen this week to promote Bolt and made everyone hate her even more.
See clip below.
I know. You want to slap her in the beat-me mouth, don’t you? That voice, that cackle – how many cigarettes do you have to mainline to achieve that cackle? And the low classy chair fidgeting. My mother would have twisted me by the ear and dragged me down to the stinky vegetable market to mix with the villagers if I low classy chair fidgeted like that on national television.
She has a thing, my mother, about body twitches. Like when you see someone seated at a restaurant, and they’re bouncing one leg up and down under the table? It’s the worst habit ever.
According to my mother, it’s also a sign of poor breeding. She’s been known to request a different seating arrangement if someone next to her starts bouncing their legs. And once, particularly offended by a particularly offensive leg bouncer, she actually hissed “Cha!” into his ear as she swept by on her way to the loo, claiming she had sneezed.
Never mind that she eats with her mouth open.
It all goes back to the old days. Picture a narrow street in Hong Hong at night, the sewers are stinky, the people are stinky, and the triads are running the show. And a group of punk ass gang members holds court at a sidewalk noodle shop, all wearing beater tanks, their underarm hair poking out like black insect legs, a cigarette or a toothpick out the side of their mouths, legs spread open and one hand braced on one knee bouncing up and down kissing their teeth and hurling obscenities at the ladies walking by…
In Italy shooting more ads for Nespresso. He’s the brand’s global ambassador and while some have criticised him for his association with the company, George continues to earn a substantial paycheque wit commercials that run primarily in Europe that keep him comfortably in Como through the summer, and of course living in luxury in LA in the winter.
John Malkovich was apparently part of the shoot too. Random.
Anyway, as mentioned, these ads do not air in North America – they prefer to keep their greedy grabbing overseas. Thanks to YouTube however, we can watch any time. It’s not enough they get paid millions per movie. Even for George.
