More on Madonna and Britney Reunion
We told you all a month ago about the possibility of Madonna returning the favor and joining Britney Spears for a show or two on her upcoming tour. Now, more peeps are talking that Brit's choreographers are working overtime to figure out the perf gyrating moves for the two gals to dance out together on stage.
Madge's rep, Liz Rosenberg, is still mum saying that "nothing is scheduled," but if we've learned anything the past year, it's that the more Liz denies, the more chance there is that it's true. She might as well have said, "Yep, it's in the can, bitches."
We're so told, still, it's gonna happen, just not sure where, exactly. And after reevaluating Brit's CD, we really hope the duet is to "If You Seek Amy." No song could be more perfect for these two honeys currently on the prowl.
Caught! Britney Paints the Town, Not Vagina!
Britney Spears, relaxin' at In Style Nails on Santa Monica Boulevard. Brit-Brit chilled outside smoking a cig (can't expect the gal to quit everything) while her minion went in to make sure the salon wasn't busy. When the coast was clear, B went in, and as she sat down, the manicurist asked her if she was Britney. B.S. replied "yup" in a very "here we go again" kind of tone, dished a fellow spaee. Nice to know it was just her nails the gal was freshening up, not her enormous vajayjay—the one we've been reading about on her hacked Twitter feed. Have no fear, we're told Brit's people are seriously "looking into it." An even grosser thought is...
Jake and Reese Make Out—Gee, Such Passion
Wow, if these photos are any indication, looks like Jake Gyllenhaal and Reese Witherspoon have upgraded their relationship from hand-holding to kissing. The boring babes were actually caught smooching courtside at a Lakers game this weekend. Did they finally realize they need to one-up their tepid friend-like relaysh with something a little saucier?
Nothing works better than being on display in the front row at a basketball game—that's the equivalent of a People cover nowadays. Just ask Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgens, who use courtside seats for publicity between High School Musical press tours—truly smoldering stuff there, babes.
Now, gotta say, this Lakers biz is a serious step-up from J&R's predictable dates—Starbucks runs and walking, yawn. Tell ya what, Jakey, we'll start to believe how in love you are with Wither-hon when we catch her entertaining you in the bathroom at Coco Deville à la Paris.
The Prop 88s! Kendra Pays the Playboy Price!
OMG, it's here! The final installment of our cheeky year-end nods, the Prop 88s! This is where we all take the power back and demand what's to be made illegal—or not—in Hollywood. Ain't it fab? Last chance to play God, or the Mormon Church (take your pick), so vote, babies. And check back tomorrow to see which wretched celebrity soul got the most votes out of all 88 nominees!
The Prop 88s! Will Smith, Zip It About Unzipping It
Oh dear, do we really have to endure a whole 'nother year of movie stars talking insipidly about how much they plow their wives at home? Is this really necessary for celeb entertainment followers? We say not! So if ya want to stop the fake-horny madness, too, just vote now!
Truth, Lies & Ted: The Hottest Gossip of 2008!
Where to even begin? The Jen Aniston’s public/naked therapy sessions? Lindsay’s half-assed coming out? Madonna’s $70 million breakup? Rob Pattinson, Miley and their army of sex-free teen heartthrobs? Or the funnest celeb of the year, Sarah Palin?
Hit the clip to see what made the list of my top gossip for 2008, in the latest episode of Truth, Lies & Ted.
The Prop 88s! Nicole Kidman Must Finally Fess Up!
It's day eight of our Prop 88s. Hope you're in a picky mood, folks, 'cause we've got eight crankyass choices for what needs to be enforced or eighty-sixed out of 2009. Forget Nicole Kidman's weird baby body—let's find out what she was hiding under all those bloody bodyguard attack headlines a while back! Grab some bandages and vote!
Bitch-Back! Angie Not to Blame?
Dear Ted:
Love your work, even though I don't understand a lot of your references. I think you are the fairest journalist out there. I've been reading in the N.Y/ papers that J.Lo and her hubby are either separated or having trouble. Anything true about it?
—Charlotte
Dear J.Lowdown:
Mrs. Marc Anthony is a lot quieter these days than when she was Bennifer. Expect a ton of denials and "no comments" for a while.
Dear Ted:
Is Toothy Tile James Marsden?
—Nikki, Miss.
Dear Marsden Mystery:
Sorry, James is gettin' up there, but he's nowhere near as obsessed over by the paps (and vice versa) as T2.
Dear Ted:
Why do people call Angelina Jolie a home wrecker? Will you please tell these idiots the only people that can wreck a home are the two involved in the marriage? And if one of these two people is weak and cannot resist temptation, then that person is in fact the one who wrecked the home, thus making them the home wrecker! So in this case, I'm guessing that would be Mr. Pitt, correct?
—bdalexander68
The Prop 88s! Come Out and Play, Toothy!
It's day six of our Prop 88s—cast your vote for your fave rule that must be obeyed in '09! Should Katie take it off? Should Gisele put it on? Should Toothy Tile really shock us and come clean? Imagine the scandalous thought and vote!
One Not Knocked Up Blind Vice
Hot couples earnestly trying to procreate in Hollywood usually get such great, fawning press, just ask Marcia Cross and her man, or Josh Holloway and his gal, if you don't believe. But, what about when it all goes...wrong?
That's the certainly less celebrated coverage you hear about, and for good reason: Smokey Shooter and Mimi Kitten are one smokin' celeb couple—literally. And even though the multitalented lovebirds have a bunch of differences between them (namely, their ages), there's one thing they can settle on: They want a kid. Badly.
But there are two problemos in this offspring sitch:
