July 6, 2012
Born and Raised
Why So Quiet, Tommy Cruise?
June 22, 2012
Your Time Is Now, Cat Marnell
Like all of you, we have favorite websites and blogs where we read a bit, learn a bit, and sometimes laugh and cry a bit. One such website is xojane.com which is helmed by Jane Pratt of 'Sassy' and 'Jane' fame. Fun Fact: We won a bottle of Benetton Colors perfume in the 8th grade by entering a 'Sassy' contest. We were so totally excited when the fancy lady from New York City called on the phone to tell us we had won. Another Fun Fact: Many years later, while living in New York City, we attended Jane Pratt's launch party for 'Jane.' Anyway, xojane.com is one of our sites we dig which brings us to Cat Marnell. Miss Marnell was the beauty and health editor of xojane, having cut her teeth at 'Lucky' magazine back in the day. Along with xojane writers Emily and Julie, Cat was fun to read and her honest voice resonated with readers.
However. Cat is addicted to drugs and is unable to write. She would post maybe one story a week while everyone else was publishing 4 or 5 pieces. Every once in a while she would post a video in lieu of a story wherein she would berate Julie (her former assistant) or snort bath salts or apply self-tanner in a manic state which was not becoming. We're not talking smoking a joint to unwind which would be fine, but Cat is on angel dust, heroin, cocaine, or ecstacy. Having failed at numerous rehabs she is now truculent about her drug use to anyone that will listen, telling Page Six that she can't spend another summer worrying about deadlines when she'd rather smoke pcp with her friends. To that we say, grow the fuck up. You are 31 years old and you can either be a successful writer or be a drug addict. You can't be both. Having just read Bill Clegg's 'Portrait Of An Addict As A Young Man' and Nic Sheff's 'Tweak' we get the whole too addicted to do anything but drugs thing, and we hope Miss Marnell gets it too. This beautiful thing we call life is more than smoking angel dust with your friends. Get it together, kid, for this is your time.
May 8, 2012
Johnny Travolta Gets His Wings
What the what?! Johnny Boy Travolta has finally decided to come out of the closet. As everyone knows, the Church of Scientology has their members do what they call "auditing" during which time the new cult members divulge all of their deepest, darkest secrets. Then, the "church" holds these admissions over the heads of their members to get them to do whatever they want. Members need to tow the line or else their secrets will be revealed. It's common knowledge that high-profile scientologists John Travolta and Tom Cruise enjoy having sex with men. Bisexual, homosexual, whatever the case may be, they have built careers touting themselves as heterosexual family men.
Now, by being so blatantly indiscreet in pursuing his gay massages, John Travolta is in effect outing himself. Way back in 2000 or so, there was a wrestler in Europe or something, that was going to tell his story about having sex with Tom Cruise. Cruise's pitbull lawyer, Marty Singer, shut that shit down before you could say, "But he's Jerry Maguire!" We don't want to get into a big, long discussion about scientology, but there is a pattern of threats and coercion and blackmail and suspicious deaths that dates back before we were born. If the "church" wanted to make Travolta's problems go away, they would. After the death of his son, we would think that John has had enough. So what that he likes to have sex with masseurs? He obviously has an arrangement with his wife, Kelly Preston, and they seem to be doing fine raising their children and living their lives. It's not like being revealed as gay could damage his career. He has no career. If anything, being true to himself will bring him new opportunities.
Both of the plaintiffs suing Travolta are being listed as "John Doe" to protect their identities, and they are being represented by the same attorney. We're a little nervous for said attorney's life but Travolta will undoubtedly settle this out of court so hopefully no one will get hurt. It's interesting to note as well that no one sued that dude that wrote, "You'll Never Spa In This Town Again," which was chock full of stories about Travolta's many gay escapades at the LA Spa. Being that he's totally best friends with Oprah, we say he does a show on OWN where he comes clean about his life. Holy amazeballs ratings that would be.
May 5, 2012
Girl, You'll Be A Grandma Soon
May 1, 2012
Mayday, Mayday
April 23, 2012
Baby On Board
April 22, 2012
We're Not In 90210 Anymore
April 20, 2012
Welcome Back, Kathy
Kathy Griffin has a new show on Bravo, Thursday nights at 10, and it is wicked funny. She had regular people guests on rather than celebrities and the girl from Mississippi, Tiffany's roommate, was adorable. (Side note: we're typing this on an iPhone and the autocorrect is bananas.) Kathy discussed all the usual pop culture fun and turned us on to a great new guilty pleasure on vh1: Couples Therapy. If you haven't seen it yet, dvr that shit now. It's totally an amazeballs train pulling into dysfunction junction.April 19, 2012
Don't Be Tardy For The Party
The Real Housewives of Atlanta reunion continued tonight with a whole lot of back and forth about nothing. Everyone continued to scream on and on about the african baby saga and no one brought up what broke these girls up in the first place - the damn song! Andy asked about it but didn't press for an answer. Ever since season whatever, in which Kim was going to sing the song with Nene, and then she decided to sing it on her own....shit. was. on. Nene acted like she didn't care that she wasn't on the song, and then Kandi acted like she didn't care all that much that Kim didn't pay her for producing the song, and Kim has never been held responsible for her behavior. She can't sing to save her life and would never have had a hit if Kandi had not produced it. The song was successful because Kandi's track is beyond catchy and that woman is a brilliant producer, yet Kim kept all the proceeds. That is some bullshit, to quote the ladies of the ATL. To add insult to injury, the song is now the theme song to Kim's spin-off show, Don't Be Tardy for the Wedding. Not that we're keeping score (we are) but Kim has now wronged Nene, who got her on the show, and Kandi, who made her wealthy. Careful, honey, karma is a bitch.April 18, 2012
We Watched What Happened, Live
One of our favorite actresses, Loretta Devine, was on Andy Cohen's show, Watch What Happens Live, and he asked her what advice she had for Nene Leakes now that Nene is in the acting world. Loretta said, "Oh God, stop talkin' about money because real actresses know how much you make." Loved it! Loretta was awesome in 'Waiting To Exhale' and she's perfect on 'The Client List' and is a highly respected actress and we hope Miss Nene will take her advice. A role on 'Glee' does not a fortune make, Boo. The Cabin In The Woods
The Real Housewives of Orange County is better than ever with the addition of Heather Dubrow into the mix. Heather is a nice Jewish girl from New York turned Hollywood Actress/Stay At Home Mom. Despite being married to a plastic surgeon, she is the most natural of all the OC ladies. Speaking of plastic surgery, Tamra Barney had her big, giant trailer park breast implants removed and her BFF, Vicki, was such a bitch about it. And what is up with Vicki's new boyfriend, Brooks?! He is total ugh and a big downgrade from Don Gunvalson, not to mention he is a little too interested in Vicki and Don's divorce settlement. Dude! It's none of your business! Back to plastic surgery - Alexis! She is a mess. After her nose job, she is one step closer to being an actual barbie doll. She had a gorgeous face, but now it's just generic and whatever. After their house was foreclosed on, one would think Alexis and her creepy husband would think twice about spending a fortune on plastic surgery, but they both went out and had extensive and very expensive work done. Brilliant.April 17, 2012
The Seven Year Itch
It has been a crazy-ass long time since we've visited and we sure have missed y'all. It has been 7 years since we started this little family in a high-rise in Miami and Dear Lord, so much has changed. Miami is now Connecticut. Our evenings of cocktails and cigarettes have been replaced with Diet Coke and nicotine gum. Hours on the phone with my friends have been replaced with texts and facebook. Blogging is now cool again in a retro way, like neon and scrunchies (neither of which we condone, btw), and we have the itch, bitch. Becoming a mother has made us a gentler and kinder blogger but somewhere inside we still have the snark. Let's bring it out.








