Posts Tagged ‘Jesse James’
5:07pm, Le Pain Quotien, Chelsea: This is the first time I got a “crazy” vibe from a star. So many of them hide it well. But not Boardwalk Empire‘s Paz de la Huerta. Maybe I’m too sensitive. She lingered at the counter, ordering something and wanting it delivered to her table outside. After her order was settled, a pause ensued, interrupted when she burst out with a frightening, “Brrrrr, it’s cold inside!” maybe to Dish but possibly to the Universe. I’m sure she’s an excellent actress, just not too polite. She didn’t move aside for Dish to place her order. So I leaned my sweating self over and called out my latte to Counterboy. Crazy peered at me now and then before continuing to scroll away on her iPhone. I ran out as soon as I could. Crazy is beautiful in person, a little odd in the face, as if the wiring got crossed, but she is fabulously curvaceous and well dressed in black dotted blouse and form-fitting black skirt.
Jesse James and Kat Von D back together. Dish might need a scotch.
What sordid lives these people lead. Ex-Hef-fiansay told Howard Stern that sex with Hef lasted a few seconds. Ewww and can you BLAME HIM? He’s a thousand years old and if I were surrounded by boobies all day, I’d grow tired and uninterested in flesh. Now people are defending Hef, testifying to his long-lasting libido. Ew.
More ew: A giant uproar about Katherine Heigl’s being 20 minutes late to The Book of Mormon, disrupting viewers with these antics and then smoking an electric cigarette during the show. No manners. If I were rich, I’d still get to the show on time.
A special shout-out to John Amos, one of Dish’s favorite actors. He’s just so cuddly and magnetic on screen. At this moment, TG is immersed in an episode of Good Times, which, to Dish, is way better than The Munsters, his last obsession. I can tell how happy TG is by how often he wiggles his toes. Good Times = mega wiggle.
Pics of Rachel Weizs’s wedding band have surfaced and she and I are kindred spirits. We have the same simple band.
Just when I was praising her business savvy, Kat Von D left two interviews and canceled the promotion for her new season of L.A. Ink, no doubt due to press over her recent breakup with Jesse James. This lady needs to have a serious talk with Shirley MacLaine, who performs even when she’s yakking her brains out. Stiff upper lip. Do the job.