22 posts tagged “celebrity gossip”
Congratulations to Sarah Michelle Gellar and Freddie Prinze Jr. on the birth of their daughter Charlotte Grace (love!). In a way, I kind of feel like this is MY baby too, since I spent the better part of my teenage years referring to SMG as my wife. Buffy the Vampire Slayer superfan? Certainly was.
Best wishes to the happy couple. I have no doubt that my fellow blogger Angela will interject with a rant on how Freddie had been dating Kimberly McCullough of General Hospital and that SMG is a homewrecker, etc., etc. but 7 years later they’re still married and I didn’t see Kim McCullough saving the world from certain doom 6 years running so I’m team Sarah Michelle all the way!
According to Buffy Baby Folklore (which I just made up), Charlotte Grace will master the roundhouse kick in heels by age 12, prevent an apocalypse at 16 with just the help of a mascara wand and a devastating wit, and have a string of hot but troubled boyfriends who are either dead or have some sort of warewolf/shapeshifter/bad-demon-turned-good-demon thing going.
Buffy and Angel 4-ever.
XOXO
Blair
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first Jessica Szhor.
now this:
what next? ED EFFIN' HARDY?!
you're so lucky i'm teetering on the edge of having no dignity left this week. i'll still do you.
call me.
your lawyer has my number. it's on the restraining order.
written in blood with hearts around it.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
The Burroughs Building (Queen West and Bathurst)
My apologies for the delay in posting this, but I spent most of yesterday projectile vomiting into my kitchen sink (it’s closer to the couch than my bathroom is, and a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do). So here it goes.
The annual Holt Renfrew party during the Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF) is one of the most anticipated social events of the year. And TBS was, well, there. This year the party moved from the store’s Yonge/Bloor location to a loft at Queen West and Bathurst. After climbing 6 flights of stairs to the party (god bless my flats and my discovery of an elevator later on) I found myself in a superpacked and overheated loft space full of extremely well-dressed and beautiful people, all clamoring around the sexy bartenders pouring specialty grey goose martinis (hereto for known as my downfall).
So, the free grey goose martinis were flowing, and the music was pumping care of The Stills followed by uber-cutie Alexa Chung on the DJ stage. What wasn’t pumping, however, was the air conditioning. Total sweat shop, but it did cool down later in the night as people began to trickle out. I enjoyed (several stomach coating, in theory) tasty hors d’oeuvres and even posed for some pics (almost wet myself laughing when the photographer requested that my two photo-mates and I ditch our wine glasses as they looked, quote, "cheap". Or maybe he meant that we looked cheap holding them. That's probably it).
Who was there: Various Degrassi cast members including Miriam McDonald (Emma Nelson), Lauren Collins (Paige Michalchuk), Adam Ruggiero (Marco Del Rossi), and more. CBC super-hottie George Stroumboulopoulos, Canadian supermodel Coco Rocha (stunning and so, so tall in a Greta Constantine that stirred up a little controversy), MTV Aftershow hosts Jessi Cruickshank (WORSHIP HER!) and Dan Levy (who we spotted in what appeared to be a minor lover’s quarrel in the stairwell around 1 a.m.), MuchMusic VJ Sarah Taylor, Canadian Idol/ETalk host Ben Mulroney, was that Kat Dennings of Nick & Norah fame? (who we glimpsed being escorted up to the VIP rooftop), red-headed Canadian stunner Rachelle Lefevre (from Twilight and Twilight: New Moon) the aforementioned Alexa Chung (so teeny tiny and I hear that her boyfriend, Arctic Monkeys singer Alex Turner, was denied access to the VIP section). Also in attendance were a a mix of minor socialites, Queen West hipsters, fashion types (including Greta Konstantine designers Kirk Pickersgill and Stephen Wong and owner of the popular Queen West store 69 vintage - the lovely Kealan Sullivan –who gave me one of those oh-so-Euro two cheek kisses), photojournalists, members of the Weston clan, 30-something men who resembled Gerard Butler, and lots and lots of dyed blonde haute couture ladies.
Who was there but shouldn’t have been: a certain mega-annoying MTV Canada Aftershow ‘friend’ who shares the same name as a certain Ivy League School in the US (and it ain't Harvard or Princeton). How this girl gets invited to ANYTHING is a complete mystery to me. I’m actually surprised she was even able to find the party, since she spends so much time with her head up her own ass. Also, I hear she threw a hissy fit when she was less-than-thrilled with the parting gift she received upon leaving . She even had the nerve to toss the gift box onto the street. Um bitch, check yourself: You should be happy that you were even allowed in the door.
Who wasn’t there: Clive Owen. Turns out, he spent the night at the Grey Goose Soho House party on the unused lower platform of Bay Subway Station. And I hear he was quite fond of the drink. Something we have in common, clearly.
Another quick note on Coco Rocha: she was at the party to promote Vignettes, a series of short films co-starring Rocha and her BFF Behati Prinsloo. It was playing on a loop on two screens set up around the party.
So that’s all for now, lovely and loyal readers. Party on.
XOXO
Blair
So Kendra Wilkinson, a former girlfriend of Hef, is preggers and married to Hank Baskett a football player? I dunno what he does, but I hope he’s deaf with the patience of a saint, cause she is definitely not from around here if you catch what I’m saying…..
The Girls threw her a baby shower yesterday and I don’t even care what else she got as gifts – it doesn’t matter because she got a HUGE jar of MASSIVE pickles. I want. You can keep your Gucci baby Pram and your Tiffany’s rattle and whatever else celebs are into for babies – I don’t even know. I want that jar of pickles! I haven’t had a good pickle since I moved to London. I did get an insider tip from a friend who said I need to buy gherkins. They are close but I can only find them in baby cheese and pickle tray size. I miss Bicks. I also miss the Caesars from Pickle Barrel. There’s no such thing as a Caeser here… When I come home next summer I want a pickle and Caesar waiting for me at the airport. No joke.
-M
My dearest lovelies – the Richie-Madden’s, had a baby boy born very early this morn. Sparrow James Midnight Madden weighs 7lbs 14 oz, and both mamma and baby are doing well!
Big congratulations to the Richie-Madden’s on their darling new addition, can’t wait to see pictures!
XO
M
or as we like to call it around here, official stalker fest 2009. you best believe the following is a list of celebs my lil' 'researching' talents will be working overtime to 'bump' into (here’s looking at you Brad Pitt/circa 2005/ OneXOne Gala), follow (sorry about that Tove Christensen/circa 2004/Shattered Glass Premiere), become best buds with (oh hi there Lance Bass and Amazing Race Riechen/2006/Sienna Miller TIFF party), all with the tricky issue of getting around the restraining orders and such:
David Duchovny: OMFG. CALIFORNICATION. need I really say more?! need I?! currently signing myself up (and begging and pleading and paying THEM) to become an escort. because you just KNOW he'll be calling in them troops!
Adam Brody: because i feel like we're kindred spirits, intertwined in this whole rachel bilson/hayden christensen fiasco. he dated Rachel. I wanted to date Hayden..but like DESPERATELY, so I feel that legitimizes the whole situation. so really, we both go screwed over by two people that are now engaged. you and me, adam brody. cut.from.the.same.cloth.
Cilian Murphy: um. he used to be a musician. he has an irish accent. he's beautiful. moving on.
Drew Barrymore: cause she's not effing around with Ed Westwick anymore. So I'm back to liking her. AND she's dating Justin Long. Who's best friends with Scott Speedman...who this one time, at a TIFF party, recognized me (hand to god!) from a few days earlier and uttered the following "hey you! is this where the party's at?!" followed by a 100 mega-watt smile and I.wet.myself.
George Clooney: cause he's the fug girls' intern. duh!
Jay Baruchel: not gonna lie. have had a crush on him since Popular Mechanics for Kids.
Rob Lowe: um hello, dreamboat! who hasn't at one point in their life quivered over this guy? tell me who?!
Natalie Portman: if life was fair, she'd be my best friend forever and ever and ever. and it would have solved sooo many issues with this whole Hayden Christensen fiasco, cause rachel bilson wouldn't be engaged to him. it'd be me. and I would have been hanging out on that set of Star Wars all the time. legally. and that whole awkward restraining order thing...well, it just wouldn't have been an issue..
Dominic Cooper: god, if only to talk some sense into him; he should be so lucky to date Amanda Seyfried... and to stop it with this hooking up with that whorey-looking chick from the play he's currently acting in, whose name i'm too lazy to look up. Then again, he did, according to wiki, 'break-up' with his girlfriend of 13 years to date Amanda. Gawd. what a man-slut.
Tilda Swinton: again, if life was actually fair, she'd be my kooky aunt cause she's AWESOME. and we'd swap clothes and such and talk about Leonardo DiCaprio.
Tom Ford: Can I please just work for this dude? PLEASE?!
Snoop Dogg: I just feel like we'd be super awesome party pals, you know? Like all about the Cristal and them bitches and hos.
Oprah Winfrey: OMFG?! THE MIGHT OPES?! ARE YOU EFFING KIDDING ME?! OPRAH WINFREY COMING TO TIFF?! This better not be a typo and if she's effin' filming her show here, if I don't get in, I will MURDER. :) for further reading on my I NEED this, please read here, here and here.
...so um..yeah, that's it. a lil' excited..no biggie, ya'll...
Oprah, call me!
xo xo Angela
It appears that after stepping in front of a mirror, looking less than up to snuff, the mirror shattered and tore her dress in the process. Now Mischa has seven more years of poor acting gigs and terrible paparazzi photos. It's a shame too, cause i have feeling there's more to her than ugly boyfriends and bad outfit choices.
xo
M
A web site just broke my heart.
How so?
It informed me that (my former faux BFF) Hilary Duff is friends with Leah Miller (MuchMusic host and overall disease, also married to my faux husband Dallas Green).
I just vomited a little in my mouth.
And I had Indian food for lunch.
So it hurts. Real bad.
XOXO
Blair
Hey there, kittens!
Back from vacationing in one of the most beautiful cities in North America, we’ve been reflecting on memories and pure shenanigans of the trip that was; where we said buh-bye to sobriety, emptied out our wallets dry and even lost our dignity. Oh dignity!...where are you?...come back!
But alas, with much anticipation, I’m sure, here it is…our Blossom encounter!
K, so check it. We decided to venture out on an unsuspecting, non-celebrity filled journey to Navy Pier, which used to be home to 1893’s World Exposition Fair, which Walt Disney’s father worked on, which soooooo totes inspired him to create the Mouse and Disneyland!..sigh, ain’t the city grand?! But moving on, I get to the front of the line to buy my ticket when a lady cuts in front of me…before I can even react, I stop dead in my tracks because I know..in my heart of hearts, I KNOW…and sure enough, she turns around and apologizes sweetly telling me she just wanted to see the prices and I say no prob and THEN we exchange that look… you know the one… where I look at her and think ‘…whoahhhhhh! Blossom’ and she’s totally staring thinking ‘I totally know you know who I am’ and then she walks away… and you’d think that’d be over right? … but alas, not in the slightest.
I proceed to go mute, a rare occurrence…ever… and Blair immediately notices. Knowing me for years, she totally knows me not.speaking. totally must mean something AMAZING just happened, like the time I completely froze solid meeting Justin Timberlake and only snapped out of it when my hand was already mid-air, chucking an ‘omg. I hate Britney.break up with her now. she’ll ruin your life’ letter at his face. Clearly, that piece of articulate prose spoke to him.
Soooo anyways, Blair’s all ‘uh..what just happened?!...’ and without even looking, I whisper the following ‘do you know who that was?!’ meanwhile, Kelly’s oohing and aahing her adorable children and Blair’s turning around to see who that was and then ta da! She, sees and because she’s.totally.never.ever.been.creeped.by.another.celebrity.sighting.before ;) , to the horror of Kels and I because we know how restraining orders and all work (hiiiiiiiii Chuck Bass! ) this happens:
So totes Blossom..and interestingly enough, wearing a pre What Not To Wear outfit, POST What Not To Wear…
I mean, totes digging the Converse and I can see both the top AND the bottom working… but not really together. I would love to know how the Fug Girls feel about this…
K so moving on from our encounter from Blossom (we spoke! we eyed! cute babies! etc), we decided to do a lil’ shopping and I took the gang to Filene’s Basement to find some designer funness for cheap cheap cheap. Unfortunately for us, the racks of clothes were basically non-existent but fortunately for the thirteen year old teenybopper girl in me, we came upon celebrity encounter number two. The superstar in question was none other than…drumroll please… DAN MILLER from O-TOWN! ….
Um…Dan Miller!
O-Town!
Making the Band!
No?...only me?
Ok, so he was totally not even an original alum of the Making the Band reality cheese fest and the manufactured boy band hysteria that followed..but still! I loved them! And met them and totally thought I’d marry at least one.
So upon noticing this piece of gem, I freeze..again..and proceed to drag Kelly behind the only rack of clothes to inform her. And then I do the same to Blair. I guess they were still not over the Blossom episode because they didn’t seem to care…as if! And I swear it’s like he recognized me…the crazy eyes must have given it away. Our encounter was a bit short-lived, however, as the rest of the gang had no interest in finding out whether Jacob still has those dreads, if Trevor still signs all his autographs with a ‘69’, if Ikaika really DID become a doctor, etc. So when we got back to the hotel room, I naturally wikipedia-ed the lights out of him, in fear that Dan Miller may have loitering there for so long because he was actually working, but to my surprise, he seems to be working as part of a song-writing collective called The Clutch, who have written songs for peeps like Ciara, Timbaland and Britney Spears. Impressive stuff, Dan Miller!
Unfortunately, the love of my life, the father to my future half-latino babies(oh hi! the cutest!), Erik Michael Estrada, is NOT EVEN CLICKABLE. As if wikipedia....someone needs to get on it.
There you have it folks, our not, one, but TWO celebrity encounters. Almost as good as Chicago celebrity encounter 08, where Kelly and I got eyebrowed (yeah we did) by members of the Kooks, then proceeded to get stalked by them again as they walked by our favourite restaurant as we were waiting for a table. Had I followed my instinct and followed their cab, there could have been babies.
Next time.
Xo xo
Ang
But totally more on that later... we have the Fourth of July to get ready for, kittens!
xo xo
the ladies
