Jessica Finally Admits It!!

Jessica FINALLY admits to plumping here lips late last year. I mean, we ALL knew when we saw these pics (which I posted when they first surfaced!):



In the October issue of Glamour, Jessica Simpson says, “I had that Restylane stuff. It looked fake to me. I didn’t like that. But…it went away in, like, four months. My lips are back to what they were. Thank God!"

Thank God is right -- Thank God she, like, finally admitted it.....

What The?!??!

Is John Travolta gay?!?! I don't care, I LOVE him no matter what, but I am shocked at this photo right now!

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Bag, Borrow or Steal

For those of you that know me, you know that when it comes to handbags, I am a label whore. I don't deny it and I clearly don't try to hide it (especially when I am flashing around my LV).

Well, I came across something quite incredible this morning. There is a company called Bag, Borrow or Steal and it allows you to borrow designer handbags for as long as you want!!! For a small fee of course.....

The monthly fee ranges from $15/month to $175/month, depending upon which type of bags you want to borrow. There are 4 categories at 4 different monthly price points:

1. The Trendsetter @ $15/month gets you bags like Dooney & Bourke, BCBG and Nicole Miller.

2. The Princess @ $40/month gets you bags like Coach, Juicy, Kooba, Botkier and Michael by Michael Kors.

3. The Diva @ $90/month gets you bags like Gucci, Marc Jacobs, Burberry, Chanel and Hermes.

4. And then there is The Couture section at $170/month which is the best of da best. Prada, Fendi, Chanel Gucci -- the runway, top collections.

There is some overlap between categories, since all companies have lower priced and higher priced bags on all fronts. But overall, I do think this is a really cool idea. Some people just don't have $2,000 to lay out for a new bag, and this is a really fun way to have ALL different kinds of bags every month. I clearly think The Couture collection at $170/month is a little ridiculous -- because after 6 months of payment you could own your very own fabulous bag. And after all, owning is MUCH better than renting. But until then, why not have a litte fun?

www.bagborroworsteal.com

Tara Reid Denied at Red Rope!

OK -- this is the FUNNIEST thing I have seen in a looooong time!! Tara Reid goes to Hyde, the new LA hotspot, with a group of friends and cannot get in!

As if thats not good enough -- Paris and her new BFF, Kim Kardashian (Nick Lachey's ex) walk up and have the red rope immediately unhooked right in front of Tara. This is TOO good. Enjoy!

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La Lohan's Jugs

So if you read my blog, you know I am a La Lohan fan. I don't know what it is, but when she is on TV or in a mag, I can't look away. I think she is gorgeous and I love her style. For a while, I didn't buy into the rumors of her boob job, but now, I am starting to change my opinion.

Here is an older pic of her (as a blonde) and with no boobs:




And now look at all these photos of her and her momma tatas:









Hmmmm, I just don't know. I don't care either way if she did or didn't, but it just seems the evidence is here.....

Hurricane Season!

When I told everyone I was moving to Miami from July to December, the first thing they said was, "You are moving to Miami during hurricane season?!?!?!". And I responded, "Uhhh yea. So?"

Well today, I am bracing myself for my first hurricane as a Miami resident. Supposedly it's only a tropical storm right now, but they are saying it could change at any time. I went to the store and stocked up on water, candles and food. It's all kind of weird -- everyone is in this state of panic -- but since I have never been in a hurricane, I am sure I am taking this too lightly. My little 3-story apartment isn't even hurricane proof, but it seems Ryan and I are staying put.....for now.....

When They Were Happy.....

So, back in my NYC days, I used to work for Grubman, Indursky and Schindler -- the entertainment law firm that represents the biggest names in music, film and TV. Grubman, as in Allen Grubman, as in Lizzie's dad.

Anyhow, a few years back, Paul Schindler got married in Central Park and some of his clients came to help celebrate. Here are some long, lost pics of Nick and Jessica, as well as Ashlee (pre-nose and chin job), as well as Carson Daly. Enjoy!

http://www.sweetkisses.us/displayimage.php?album=1633&pos=0

Special thanks to Heather (my partner in crime when we worked at that dump together....)

Work Out Baby!

In the last 3 hours, I have just become addicted to another reality TV show. Ugh, kill me now.

I was watching a re-run of "Blow Out" on BravoTV -- oh, how I love me some Jonathan Anton. Anyhow, when it was over, it was followed by this show called "Work Out", which I have never seen, so I left it on. Well, of course it happens to be a marathon session since the season finale is on tonight, and here I am, 3 hours later, still watching this damn show! Ahhhhhhhhh! And I am enjoying it!!!! Another ahhhhhhhhh!

Basically the show is about this woman named Jackie, who is a personal trainer and owns an elite Sports Club in LA. It follows her life inside the gym and outside the gym (her lesbian relationship), as well as the trainers who work at her gym. Yup, I'm addicted.

Federline Mirrors Vanilla Ice

Wow, ok, I am speechless right now. I am watching the Teen Choice Awards from Sunday night...I know, WHY?!? Well, I DVR'ed it the other night and I just needed something on in the background as I am trying to get some work done. I know, I know. You are still asking, "WHY the hell would you choose the Teen Choice Awards?!"

Anyhow, right now, at this moment, the Kevin Federline performance is happening and I am truly speechless. It is taking me back to my teen years when Vanilla Ice was in the limelight. It was super scary then, but I have gots to say, it is even scarier now in 2006.

Paris Does Miami

Paris is here, in my new hometown, promoting her album. Ya know, the album in which she isn't really singing at all? Ya know, the album that is SO digitally enhanced that it sounds like Gwen Stefani? Yea, that album.

Anyhow, she is staying at the Shore Club -- same place Nicky stayed when she was here a few weeks ago when in meetings for her new hotel, Nicky O. I have seen this girl so many times in NYC that I could actualy care less if I ran into her for the next 3 nights.

Here is Paris by the pool at Shore Club:



And it looks like she is on Washington Street in this pic, possibly in front of Suite:

Paris Does Ibiza

A friend of a friend of a friend.....you know how it goes. This thrice-removed friend was in Ibiza and was dancing right next to Paris. My friend sent me pics and I am just doing my duty of passing them along for the world to see. (My friend's auntie's cousin's brother is the one with the number 7 on his shirt....).

Ryan's Celeb Sighting

Ryan always makes of me, well for a lot of things, but mainly for my celeb obsession. It's not that I am obsessed, it just that I have a guilty pleasure in reading about them and watching all those dumb shows. But I wouldn't say that I am the type of person who gets starstruck because I have seen SO many celebs in my lifetime.

Anyhow, Ryan and I were at Suite on Saturday night and we saw Mickey Rourke there. He was there by himself, which we both thought was a little odd. I actually have no idea who he is and would have never spotted him in a crowd of people (the only thing I personally know he is in is Sin City). But Ryan, who could give a shit about celebs, was actually pretty excited with his sighting. He said he just thinks he is great actor that only chooses "cool" roles. He actually went up to him and told him he was a big fan of his old stuff, and gave Rumble Fish as an example. By the way, Rumble Fish was circa 1983. I was like, "Way to go, Ryan, you just made him feel old!"

Another Hollywood Breakup

So, I just read that Kate Hudson and rocker hubby, Chris Robinson of the Black Crowes, split. I don't know why I am actually and truly SHOCKED when I hear that a Hollywood couple splits.

From past experience, I should just know that they are going to divorce at some point. But you see a couple, and you see the pictures of them, and you really want to believe that they are different and that they are in love and that they are going to beat out the Hollywood statistics. But as my friend Courtney said about Kate and Chris, "Maybe she finally actually looked at him...". Love it!

Wrong Sighting!

So after hearing that Matthew McConaughey was spotted on the beach in Miami yesterday, I actually went looking for him today. I know, I am a loser, but I just love him.

I had my hair appointment at 1pm, and my salon happens to be located right by all the hot hotels, so I figured it was perfect to just walk around when I was done. I went to the beach area in front of the Setai, Delano, etc. and as I was walking onto the beach, I saw the telltale sign that there was a celeb nearby -- the paparazzi! They were snapping pics a mile a minute.

I started walking towards the water and then I saw who they were taking pics of, and it wasn't my Matthew. Ugh! Nope, definitely not Matthew -- it was Adrien Brody. He was playing paddleball with some girl. Seeing the wrong celebrity, in some sick and twisted way, actually makes me MORE disappointed in not finding Matthew. Because it's like -- I came so close! Kinda almost? Ya know?

So, the hunt for Matthew continues....!

My Imaginary Boyfriend

OK, I am semi-freaking out. I just found out my one and only is here. Here in the same town as me. He is like a mere 10 blocks away and I need to find him.

Who might you ask? WHO??!? Do I even need to tell you?!?!




Yes, that's right. Matthew is in Miami, and tomorrow, I will try to find him. I normally don't care about celebs. If I see them, cool. If not, I don't care. But Matthew -- he is a different story.

I have a hair appt at 1pm tomorrow, so you can bet, before AND after the salon, I will be scoping out the beach in front of all the major hotels. Call me a loser, call me whatever you like. Cause when it comes to Matthew, I just don't care!

Funny Girl

I know most people can't stand Nicole Richie, but personally, this girl cracks me up!

Product Plug

For as long as I can remember, I have been a Secret Deodorant girl. Actually, no wait. I kinda remember using Teen Spirit for a year or two back in my pre-teen years but we all know that doesn't count.

Anyhow, you know how if you use a product for too long, it just doesn't work the same anymore? Well, that's how I was starting to feel. And a non-working deodorant is just not the same as a non-working hair gel. You don't mess with deodorant. You need one that works. Period.

So, in my search for a new deodorant, I have found a winner. Listen up.

Dove Ultimate Clear
Scent: Cool Essentials with cucumber and green tea extracts

Not only does it smell like a yummy melon exploded in my armpit, but it also does NOT rub off onto your clothes. It actually stays on your skin! I swear. I will prove it to you. I went to put on my new black Sisley dress last night, and forgetting that I had already put deodorant on earlier, I pulled the dress on over my head without wiggling and maneuvering in that special way to make sure that I don't get white stuff all over my dress. I ran to the mirror to inspect the damage on my new black dress. Hmmmm, that's odd. No deodorant to be seen anywhere. Hmmmm. None.

Absolutely amazing right? I know, I think so too. Go buy it!

My Miami Sightings

• Nicky Hilton, Scott Storch and Richie Rich of Heatherette at The Forge having dinner last Wednesday. They then moved over to Glass for a fashion show and some drinks. Nicky looked really cute -- she was wearing a simple black and white stripped shirt and her hair was pulled back in a cute little ponytail. Scott Storch is a loser -- he was wearing those big, policeman-style sunglasses in the restaurant. Page Six reported that Nicky was seen cuddling up to Brandon Davis this night as well, but I didn't even see him there.
  
  
• The middle brother of the Gotti boys walking and shopping along Collins Ave. His hair was spikey and crunchy. It scared me.
  
  
• The lead singer of Creed, Scott Staap, laying by the pool at the Murano Grande on 5th and Alton (where he lives). He was there with his wife and 2 kids, where he payed none of them any attention all day.