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.
LipGloss Zac Efron has maintained a very, very low profile in Vancouver while working on his new film Charlie St Cloud. Stays away from party places, is smart about his movements, and is focusing all his energy on his role.
He is professional on set, rather aloof but polite, and eager to learn, clearly intent on modelling his career after his idol Leonardo DiCaprio. Can’t say that’s a terrible gameplan. Maybe Leo told him to get rid of that ridiculous hair.
Zac’s girlfriend is also in town – she’s filming Sucker Punch. This is Vanessa Hudgens yesterday without makeup. She’s cuter without makeup.
But while Zac has been well behaved and low maintenance on Charlie St Cloud, my sources tell me Vanessa’s attitude is slightly less … endearing. I hear she’s not well liked by the “little people”, that she’s not particularly kind to them, “bratty” is the word that was used, and that she supposedly showed up on Zac’s set the other day with her friends and was so obnoxiously distracting, certain members of his crew thought she was drunk.
Zac was able to power through his scenes in spite of it. Needless to say, she wasn’t exactly welcome.
By the way. Did you ever hear about this? Happened at the Bandslam junket. I mean please.
As noted yesterday, Zac Efron is back in Vancouver for reshoots on Charlie St Cloud. He was photographed at sailing practice yesterday and his pants were falling off. There may have been a little posing happening too. They’re actors, they ALL work on the stand and the lean and the shoulder dip. Trust.
Have heard recently from sources on the set of Charlie St Cloud who worked on the film last summer that Zac was very well liked. He was prepared and low key, no crazy ass diva demands, no celebrity posturing. Unlike a starlet recently who halted production on a project for 3 hours because wardrobe brought her a rack of clothes to try on in the wrong size. It was an innocent mistake, it was a size up, and she lost her sh-t because 1. she thought the costume designer was trying to f-ck with her about weight gain and 2. she’s been paranoid about weight gain her whole life. Gradually her assistant had to coax her back to work and the bosses arranged for her to keep the clothes, the ones that fit. It’s not Jennifer Aniston.
We get it. Your body is sick. You have legs for miles. We get it. Every f-cking week on Gossip Girl we get it. Your tits. Your ass. Your mumble mouth when you talk. So would a little subtlety hurt, just once? Why not try a different gear at the Met Gala?
Of course not.
Harveyis a powerful producer.And Harvey’s wife designs for Marchesa. And Blake Lively showed up in blue loud Marchesa and orange skin and a hint of some vag flash, apparently intent on demonstrating to us that it’s possible to spray tan your hoo hoo. Evenly. Really? No folds? Blake Lively can.
What makes it the worst? She’s just so gorgeous. She doesn’t need much. And yet she keeps layering herself in so much. And at a certain point it becomes tacky. At a certain point it becomes...
Jessica Simpson.
Oh yeah I did. Admit it. There is some Porny in Blake. There is a lot of Porny in Blake. More alike than not alike. Always a size too small and bursting out of somewhere. How could that possible be considered a winner?
That’s a wrap on the Met Gala 2010. Am thoroughly enjoying your emails. Keep sending!
Megan Fox has been working. She has not been famewhoring, she has not been pap-baiting, and as far as celebrity famewhoring pap-baiting offenders go, she’s actually not the worst. You’ll note, it is possible to go long stretches without seeing Megan Fox “candids”. And it’s IMpossible to go long stretches without seeing Alba/Biel “candids”. So no, while she may be irritating when she opens her mouth, Fox isn’t high on the list of hate. Maybe the middle third. Sound fair?
Having said that, if she says she hasn’t worked on her face, I say she’s full of sh-t.
Megan will next be seen in the upcoming Jonah Hex due out on June 18th. Which is soon. And there still hasn’t been a trailer. And there’s also buzz that there may be post-production problems. Could Jonah Hex be the bomb of the box office this summer?
This is Coldplay arriving in Buenos Aires, currently touring through South America. Guy Berryman is so hot. Prior to departing on this trip with the band however Chris Martin was with Gwyneth Paltrow and their children in Nashville where’s she’s been shooting Love Don’t Let Me Down. The couple was also spotted together in New York for a quick weekend away. Maybe she’s exhausted the organic barley supply in Tennessee.
The point?
All is well with the Martins. Another late year rough patch has been hurdled and the perfect life has been preserved. Until, of course, another Kate Bosworth type skanks around again. Or maybe this time he’s been warned to keep his sh-t in line. Also, no lawsuit mounted against Star Magazine yet.
Many of you have asked me about these photos (click here) of Ewan McGregor with Melanie Laurent, with whom he’s been working on The Beginner. They were holding hands, doing a walk/cuddle, out and about in Paris, not knowing they were being papped.
If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, this shouldn’t surprise you. References articles here and here and there are more, you’re welcome to browse through the archives.
This is a man who not infrequently travels the world on a bike with his friend, who goes away for long periods to work. Not all marriages are conventional and their marriage certainly isn’t. So it’s probably not fair to judge these photos, and these ones attached of them on set the other day, on the basis of what your expectations would be in your marriage. Ewan is not Keith Urban. He is not a famewhore trading on his private life. He hasn’t publicly declared that his relationship adheres to the code of the MiniVan Majority. So is it fair to apply to his relationship the standards of the MiniVan Majority? If two people have an understanding, and a commitment that is held together by more than sexual fidelity, bound by bonds that are more lasting than body chemistry, if that works for them, can we complain?
Gossip, as I have always said, is a buffet. You pick your side. Me I’m inclined to believe that Ewan and Eve enjoy each other together, and enjoy themselves apart. As for whether or not these pictures are disrespectful, well, he doesn’t call photographers, he isn’t Jessica Biel. Should he be more careful? We are careful when we have something to hide. On the assumption that he is not hiding anything, and that he and Eve are straight up about their arrangements, why move around like a fugitive when he hasn’t broken any rules?
This is not to say that those would be my choices. I consider it to be a highly evolved way of living, and I’m too petty and small to be able to do it. I do however know many people who manage it quite successfully. Their decisions, their preferences, their lives. When they don’t package it disingenuously, really, what’s the problem?
Until Eve comes out and calls him a cheating motherf-cker then, I wouldn’t write off Ewan quite yet. You have always loved him for NOT being like the others.
You all had such a good time reading Bill Paxton’s lips the other day after the Golden Globes and deciphering whether or not he said he “lost to cancer” that we’re doing it again, this time with Third Lip Nicole Kidman. Did she drop a f-ck bomb on Sophia Loren? Me I don’t think so. But a few others disagree. Click here to see.
Third Lipreading aside, there are other more intriguing matters to report. As you may know already, Keith Urban and John Mayer are hooking up for a CMT Crossroads special. My sources tell me exclusively however that following Crossroads, the two are expected to announce a joint tour. Contracts are currently being worked out.
Oh the f-cking smut. Can you imagine?
John Mayer’s douchery is legendary. More on this later. Keith Urban old shenanigans are well documented. And the two together, unsupervised, on the road, on the bus, guitars and pussy galore? Please. Gran is gonna freeze that buzz. Handholding and bagholding from city to city, Keith will be chaperoned by a Third Lip. And if she can’t be there herself, she will install a spy. Trust.
Here they are after the Globes on Sunday arriving at the Weinstein party.
Seems impossible but Third Lip Nicole Kidman seemed downright demure in size and paralysis next to Courteney Cox’s. Did you watch any of CC’s interviews on the carpet? That sh-t is rigid. And it makes for the strangest effect when she speaks. Like she’s trying to push it out the way. Like there’s a slab of ice sitting on top of her mouth preventing her from proper pronunciation.
It’s quite an accomplishment to out-Third Lip the Granny Freeze. But somehow Courteney Cox, she found a way. This served her well when she lost out to Toni Collette for Best Actress Comedy. Because according to many experts, it was hers for the taking. Which is why she looked like she wanted to strangle a bitch when she realised she lost. You would not have wanted to be one of her staff members last night. Then again, if you’ve been reading long enough, you already know that.
For dinner in New York last night. Without the GMD. Seems like she’s enjoying her freedom. Jacek and I just booked a 5 day trip to NYC for mid December. He’s never been. Can’t wait. Sorry, I digress…
So Katie Holmes went out in a strapless dark blue cocktail, love it, without a coat. Rich people don’t need coats. You and I need coats because we have to walk to the restaurant. If you’re like me and your husband can’t be bothered to drop you off as close as possible, you definitely need a coat because it’ll be at least 2 blocks. We fight about this all the time. Katie Holmes never has to walk 2 blocks. You’ll note, she’s also not carrying a wallet or a purse and simply has a phone in her hand. Makes for a better photograph.
Katie is in New York shooting a movie called The Romantics replacing Liv Tyler in the role. She’s also producing. Or, rather, Tom gifted her with something to do. I mean, really.
Note from Jacek: When she says "two blocks" she actually means "two storefronts" (i.e. about 20 yards). This is more accurate and now decide if I'm out of line.
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?
It can be hard to breathe when you’re as young and as famous as he is. He copes in public situations not unlike many of his counterparts in the industry – as alarming as this sounds, a bump here and there is pedestrian in Hollywood. He’s been known however to lock himself in the bathroom and blow until he can face the world. But a word of advice to our fresh star – people know, and they are watching, and they are offering money to those around you, some friendly, some unfriendly, to catch you in a compromising position. So be careful who you trust. Fortunately, for your sake, so far they’ve refused to sell you out. But everyone has a price. People with children and mortgages have a price. And eventually someone will cave. And if you’re still hiding out in the toilet and rubbing your nose in it, suffice to say that photo can set them up for life. Careful now.
Who makes sure that her husband has someone on staff specifically to hold her bag while she watches him at work? This is the employee’s only job responsibility. This person does nothing else but hold the bag. There’s no multitasking here. Because the bag can’t be put away in a room or on a table. It must be held. But not by her. Because she photographs much better when she has her hands free. This is Status. This is Respect. This from a woman who claims she’s down with down home living. Not high maintenance? Please.
