Celebritiezzz: January 2008 Archives
What did Diana Vreeland believe in? Certainly not nostalgia. Back plasters and larders, however...
Here’s the thing. Like most people (or at least those we know), I didn’t give a fuck about Britney Spears until recent developments made her not only not the simplest type of moron but the most complicated type of moron—the type who shaves her head; checks herself into and out of hotels multiple times in one night; gets wheeled around in hospital beds; and develops multiple personalities, at least one British. (To those who say this is not a “type,” I say just wait.)
But. Is it any surprise the lady went cuckoo? As the "Britney Spears Blackout Sizzle Reel" details, "Britney" has amassed so many awards (read money) that she has raised herself to the upperest of upper echelons, where tripping out is, and should be, completely the norm. Here, the accolades in handy graf-form, because seeing them flash onscreen doesn't quite do them justice:
Spears is the eighth best-selling female artist in American history and a six-time Yahoo! Top Searched Artist of the Year; has sold over eighty-million units worldwide in less than a decade; has had seven number-one worldwide hit singles, five worldwide blockbuster albums, and four consecutive number-one albums on Billboard Top 200; and has received a Grammy Award, four Billboard Music Awards, four MTV Europe Music Awards, an American Music Award, an Echo Award, two World Music Awards, two MTV Asia Awards, two Emmy Awards, a Japan Golden Disc Award, and a Brazil Music Award.
With the wall-to-wall coverage of the presidential primaries, the biggest news story of the year has been totally overlooked by the major networks. Hollywood's wealthiest actress and author has just given birth to a baby boy. That's right – Courtney Thorne-Smith is a mommy!!! Congratulations, Jacob Emerson Fishman, you're mom is so rich and talented.
OMG. TR Pescod, with his shirt open, in the Hampies.A recipe for HEAVEN.
Dropping $100,000 on renos for their West Village rental ain't no thang to silver-haired fox TR Pescod and his moneybags BF Tim O'Brien. "When they signed the lease for a duplex they wanted in Greenwich Village three years ago, T. R. Pescod and Tim O’Brien knew that it would have to be gutted to suit them. It took four months and $100,000 to turn the apartment into the kind of home they wanted."
Their friends thought they were crazy at first, but they came around. Said Roberta Russell, the apartment's owner: "We felt very lucky. They had Impeccable taste, and they had the discretionary income and the time to build it to suit, so it was worth it to them.Impeccable taste, discretionary income, and time, time, time! That's our TR!
