(Guess which person in this photo is me right before hearing the fake part.)
In what sounded like the exact M.O. of the hackers who released leaked photos of Vanessa Hudgens near the premiere of Sucker Punch, nude photos of Blake Lively that just hit the Internet this evening are already being declared fake by her Read More …

LeAnn Rimes posted the above photo on Twitter over the weekend prompting the following exchange with a fan who expressed understandable concern that her favorite country artist is dying in front of her eyes:
@AJPatterson1987: Whoa, you’re scary skinny! Sorry don’t mean to offend but that’s a lot of bones showing through skin…
@leannrimes: those are called Read More …

Naomi Campbell is going to beat some “racist” Cadbury chocolate with a cellphone. [Gawker]
Ah, there‘s Tom Cruise. And his fedora. [LaineyGossip]
Andy Dick needs to put on his big girl panties and GO HOME. [Dlisted]
Review of Tree of Life – they say it‘s good and deep. [Pajiba]
Some of the nekkid photos Marilyn Manson took of his ladies. [Yeeeah]
Brangelina is using marriage talk to promote their movies?!? [PopEater]
I love these photos of Alec Baldwin & Russell Brand. [Celebuzz]
Sarah Palin is a biker bitch. [The Frisky]
Oddly enough, I don‘t think Pauly Shore would be a bad boss. [Agent Bedhead]
Oddly enough, I love these photos of Marc Jacobs & Lady Gaga too. [PopBytes]
William & Waity say “suck it” to Vancouver. [Crazy Days and Nights]
John Travolta has always been nice to Jeff Conway‘s family. [LimeLife]
Yay!!! Adele planning for a third album, to be released next year. [ICYDK]
Should white actresses play women of color? [Bossip]
Robert Pattinson looking kind of sexy in a suit. [INFDaily]
Gwen Stefani‘s famewhore ways are really starting to bug. [A Socialite Life]
Victoria Beckham is big! Good for her. [Pop Sugar]

Know how I know airport security is an illusion? This got through.
Welcome to Tuesday’s The Crap We Missed, jam-packed with a variety of celebrity random from the holiday weekend including:
Three midgets. (Uno, dos, tres.)
Two pregos. (Eins, zwei.)
One Pippa bra.
Michelle Rodriquez’s butt crack.
Some Minka nips.
And Carlton Banks.
Can you tell Daddy missed you?
- The Superficial
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After crashing into her police escort yesterday and refusing medical treatment at the scene, here’s Snooki suddenly requiring a neck brace in Italy today which I’m sure has absolutely nothing to do with the two police officers she put in the hospital having legal grounds to sue her, and everything to do with her not Read More …

Apparently it’s Questionable Bikini Photos Day because here’s Tori Spelling in Malibu yesterday where I swear to God the hole in her chest is getting deeper. Seriously, what the hell is that thing? Did she specifically ask for breast implants that make it look like she took a mortar round to the chest, or is Read More …

For those of you blissfully detached from the Internet all weekend, hip hop/R&B singer Kisean Anderson, a.k.a. Sean Kingston, was practically, and possibly was (It’s that bad), killed on Sunday after crashing his jet ski into a bridge in Miami. He also had a female passenger with him who somehow survived unharmed, but obviously didn’t Read More …

Bradley Cooper covers the June/July issue of Esquire magazine, and the online version provides a few scant excerpts, so I went through the print edition to see if there was much more to the story. And, disappointingly, the final product is a mixed bag. The odd thing about this interview is that the Bradley and the journalist (Lisa Taddeo) cooked dinner together, which isn’t out of the ordinary because Esquire usually does things a bit differently and more intimately with their cover stories than merely transcribing a standard few minutes at a press conference. One example of this approach would be Matthew McConaughey’s weekend hospitality tour, which was rebuffed by a different writer with startling similar results to the case at hand.

The bizarre thing about this particular article is that, within the entire breadth of the seven-page interview, there are very few quotes from Cooper himself. Mostly, the journalist reveals what other people say about Cooper as well as her own impressions of him, which doesn’t appear to be a positive take. Basically, the story is that the Taddeo and Cooper went to Whole Foods and purchased some pasta and squid to prepare at her home. Presumably, cooking and eating the dinner as well as the conversation itself was a process that took at least a few hours, yet it seems like an entirely wasted effort on Cooper’s part. Either Taddeo made up her mind before doing the interview and didn’t bother preparing proper questions, or Cooper is a major tool; for now, I’m leaning towards the latter possibility:

On Interview Travel Arrangements: “He doesn’t need a driver,” his publicist says. “I mean, we will have one waiting there for him, but Bradley doesn’t need to be driven around. He isn’t like that.”

On How Fame Feels: He shakes his head. “Since Limitless opened, my agent calls me every morning and asks, “Do you feel any different?” And I’m like, “Nope. Do you feel any different?”

On Working It: [His publicist] reads a giddy e-mail from one of their foreign partners, they say they have simply never ahd a movie star so amenable to doing publicity. And then in France did you know that he replied to every single question in French! This is true, he gives his whole body to the human at hand, but the inaccurrate thing is when it’s described as though Bradley Cooper is doing everyone else — Relativity, his directors — a favor. The raw truth is that Bradley Cooper knows better than anyone else that this is his moment. “There is no off switch for his career,” say three of his friends in three separate conversations. He is willing himself into being a star and the way he does that is by always being on, active, and engaged. Even when he is genuinely connecting with someone, he is using his hair and is eyes and tilting his chin and smiling and nodding at your very interesting story.

We’re about to eat dinner with no wine or water and he was going to make this after-dinner digestive of fennel in olive oil. He starts to say it’s an Italian custom, and i say that yes, I know about it…and suddenly the opportunity to impress is over. “Do you think we need it?” he asks.

He Avoids Ridiculous Questions: Sitting down, I ask him how many times he’s been in love. He says, “But really, what do you think about the squid?”

On The Occasional Bout Of Sloth: “Oh my God, I am so f&#@king lazy,” he says. But even his laziness is moderated, because all is about capitalizing on a moment.

I say something about someone from my past that he reminds me of, and he looks into my eyes, and like a movie scene, he says, “I’m not that guy.” And even as I’m thinking, What the hell is he talking about? I’m also nodding. Hypnosis, eyes, hair smaile. Yes, whatever you say, Bradley Cooper.

On Being A Tabloid Darling: “Being in Us Weekly does not make you famous. Paul Thomas Anderson does not read Us Weekly and go, ‘Hey look at this guy! I want this douchebag in my next film.’ ”

On His Admiration of Zach Galifianakis: “I like the way he walks through life,” He pauses, “I like that line.”

“Are you imagining the way it will look in print?” I ask. Because we have been narrating the story all day. Cooper reaches for the saute pan and the sea salt. Cooper crosses his legs, and then Bradley Cooper looks out the window at his rising star in the night sky.

He laughs. I like they way he walks through life. “If you have me saying I like the way that sounds, then yeah, that makes me sound like a douche.”

[From Esquire June/July 2011 print edition]

From what I gather in the entire seven pages of this interview, the journalist thinks very little of Cooper and is attempting to sway the readers’ opinions in favor of him as a self-obsessed, image-conscious actor who attempts to manipulate the perspective of those who interview him. Hello Miss Captain Obvious, that’s generally the way things roll with the Hollywood publicity machine. Yet the writer here seems to think that she’s making some groundbreaking, existentialist observation about the construct of one Bradley Cooper, and it comes off as a petty move. To me, it seems like Cooper was probably weary and jaded from his recent experiences with the press (after all, the piece does note that the interview was conducted immediately after the Renee Zellweger breakup), and he did a decent job of deflecting some brainless, unnecessary questions with some self-depreciating humor.

Beyond the interview, the accompanying Esquire photoshoot isn’t much better and features Cooper surrounded by a cache of cougar-esque beauties, all of whom are vying for his attention. As a cover story, it’s not terribly impressive for a magazine that used to conduct amazing interviews but has recently grown a bit too much attitude for the job.

Photos courtesy of Esquire

“Not only has covering my eyes with a hat prevented the paparazzi from taking my picture, it still offers complete visibi-” *walks into wall*
Here’s Leonardo DiCaprio and Blake Lively trying to pretend they didn’t just have sex by cleverly leaving a French hotel separately, and then heading in the exact same direction. It’s almost as Read More …

These are some new photos of Justin Timberlake out and about last night. The girl is… well, we don’t know. The photo agency is going with “mystery woman” and other sites are going with “a friend.” Considering Justin seems to be making a conscious choice to walk behind her so the paparazzi won’t get a shot of them together, I kind of wonder if this was a date. Can I just say something about the chick? Like, now that I’m really looking at her, I think she’s an attractive, pleasant-looking girl. But when I first glanced at the photos, I thought JT was on a date with the Millionaire Matchmaker, Patti Stanger.

So, why is JT going out on dates with mystery girls when he’s allegedly been trying to make it happen with Olivia Wilde and Mila Kunis? Well, I don’t think Mila is into it. I think she has no desire to be JT’s new Jessica Biel. JT and Mila did film this little promo for their new movie, though:

They’re kind of cute together, and I could see it, but I hope Mila keeps making him beg for it. As for Olivia… well, I think she and JT might have had something at some point, but it was probably pretty casual. And besides, she’s moved on from JT to a real movie star: Bradley Cooper.

In additional JT news, his William Rast-sponsored car won the Indy 500 yesterday (or Sunday, whenever).

UPDATE: Ah, okay. So this chick is his cousin. Good to know. But here’s a question: why do you people know what his cousin looks like? Are you obsessed with JT?

Photos courtesy of Fame.