So now that Kelly Kelly was released by the WWE last month, she’s gone back to her real name, Barbie Blank. She also dyed her hair brown, I guess to complete the transformation. And since years of carefully studying bikini pictures for wardrobe malfunctions have honed my eyesight, I think I can make out that her iPhone case is a picture of her hockey player boyfriend Sheldon Souray. So that makes two of them that are currently out of work. That’s rough. Luckily though, it looks like Barbie has a bright future as a professional Twitter model. She can even work from home. Related Links Kelly Kelly’s Sexy Behind The Scenes Calendar Photoshoot Kelly Brook In Daisy Dukes! Kelly Brook Is Pretty Kelly Brook’s Ass Ruined By Mom Jean
So now that Kelly Kelly was released by the WWE last month, she’s gone back to her real name, Barbie Blank. She also dyed her hair brown, I guess to complete the transformation. And since years of carefully studying bikini pictures for wardrobe malfunctions have honed my eyesight, I think I can make out that her iPhone case is a picture of her hockey player boyfriend Sheldon Souray. So that makes two of them that are currently out of work. That’s rough. Luckily though, it looks like Barbie has a bright future as a professional Twitter model. She can even work from home. Related Links Kelly Kelly’s Sexy Behind The Scenes Calendar Photoshoot Kelly Brook In Daisy Dukes! Kelly Brook Is Pretty Kelly Brook’s Ass Ruined By Mom Jean
It all started with a competition to win a ticket to a private session with Justin Bieber on September 11, 2012 in Frankfurt, Germany. I am a belieber, creeping him all day on Twitter and of course I took part of this contest. There were lots of radio stations that gave away tickets for this event and I took part of every single one because I wanted to met Justin so bad. I sent 7483 e-mails but still did not hear back from anything. I never won anything. I thought I’d never win. The next day I got home from school, I already kind of gave up and thought that I would never get my chance. I checked my e-mails and there was it. It said that I won the tickets to the acoustic concert. I freaked out completely just cried. After about 45 minutes (screaming and fangirling) I actually finished reading the email. I read the whole email and discovered this sentence on the end of it: You also won – no joke – a meet and greet with Justin Bieber. I was now completely gone forever. I was the happiest girl on the planet. When we got there, we got in a room where we had to wait. Finally were allowed to go upstairs to meet Justin. When we arrived, I already saw him through the glass door, joking around with Alfredo , and Kenny was right next to them. I promised myself that I would hug them too, but when we walked in, I don’t really know what was going on with my body, it felt like a dream. We were allowed to walk in, I was one of the first groups. I saw Moshe and he smiled at me. I watched Justin and Fredo still joking around with his iPhone and something. Then he came up to me and opened his arms and said, “Aye how are you?’” I hugged him and I was so still like the Statue of Liberty. He smiled at me like an angel and I just… don’t know what I actually did. Then we took a picture. His cheek was like 5 centimeters from mine. I first didn’t know what to do with my hand. so I just placed it on his back, a little above from his ass lol. Then I thought he might not like that so I kept my hand to myself. I gave him my Believe album to sign it. I also wrote a letter for him and gave him it too. At first he was a little confused and though I wanted him to sign that too. Then he looked up at me, smiled at me and was like, “Aww for me?” Then he hugged me and said thank you for the letter. We then had to go and we hugged again. I realized that I didn’t even hug Kenny or Fredo. We got back to the “waiting station” and had to wait about another hour until we could see him again. He gave an acoustic concert. His voice is just like heaven, he was so sweet and in such a good mood . I saw so many girls crying but I didn’t. I didn’t even realize that this just happened to ME. When I came home and was laying in my bed, I realized everything. I cried the whole evening, the whole night and the next day. I am so thankful that my biggest dream came true, the one at the top of my wish-list. I thank God, and I thank Justin for letting me meet the person I love. This was the best day of my life! – @BieberTapes More: It all started with a competition to win a ticket to a private…
Camille Rowe is an amazing model WHO I HAVE POSTED NUDE PICS OF IN THE PAST ….sh’e fucking hot, has great pierced nipples she’s not afraid to get paid to show off in pictures, like a good little model whore I would want to make an honest woman out of, if honest woman is defined by fucking a bitch up the ass til I cum while she’s asleep…..you know I’m classy like that….
I don’t know when these Lindsay Lohan beach pictures were taken, but I do know that the girl standing next to Lohan is far hotter than Lohan, which is a bad strategy when trying to reposition your sex appeal as awesome tits everyone once wanted to titty fuck…..the red herpes ridden vagina we didn’t care was having an outbreak… I also know that my life was better back when Lohan was blowing up my phone with text messages back in 2008….4 years is a long time without hot, crazy celebrity messages in my iPhone…. But I survived and you will too, just not too sure if Lohan will. RIP Motherfucker, in advance. TO SEE THE REST OF THE PICS FOLLOW THIS LINK
Sibling rivalry in pre-war Central California, the American dream, and… dick jokes ? John Steinbeck’s dusty, angsty 1952 opus East of Eden is a staple tome known to every Lit major on earth, but the tale of two brothers caught up in family dramarama hasn’t been told quite like it is in Victor Quinaz’s new short film (exec produced by Zachary Quinto ), premiering today at the Hollyshorts Film Fest. Buoyed by the surprisingly swaggerific comic timing of Gossip Girl ‘s Penn Badgley as the mercurial bean-farming bro Caleb Trask, this is East of Eden like you’ve never seen it before. Quinaz’s East of Eden , part of the web series Periods (created by Quinaz and Anna Martemucci), breathes LOLs into Steinbeck’s heavy 20th century saga with a wink, giving Badgley a fantastic forum to flex his comic chops. Also pretty hilarious: Philip Quinaz as the gentle Aron Trask and Brian Shoaf as pop Adam, the ultimate disapproving dad. (That’s Martemucci as the boys’ whore mother and Periods regular Alison Fyhrie as Abra.) Watch the exclusive online debut below: The short premieres today at Grauman’s Chinese in Los Angeles on opening night of the annual HollyShorts Film Festival , which screens over 300 short-form films between today’s kick-off and next Thursday (August 9-16). East of Eden is just one of a collection of Periods shorts premiering at the fest, including the Quinto-starrer Before After . (Quinto executive produces the series via his Before the Door Pictures banner.) If you like what you see here, there’s more good news: Details on PERIODS. Films’ first feature film are set to be unveiled at tonight’s screening debut. Get info on the HollyShorts lineup here , and check out the Periods. website for more from Quinto, Quinaz and Co. Follow Jen Yamato on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .
Lena Dunham pokes a nice-sized hole in The New Yorker ‘s we’re-witty-not-funny facade with her promotional-film-within-a-film for the magazine’s new iPhone app. In the first part of the clip, the Tiny Furniture filmmaker and Girls creator — who never lets her ego get in the way of good comedy — lolls around in a ridiculous pair of pants on a talk show hosted by Mad Men ‘s Jon Hamm. After explaining to Hamm’s technologically retarded character just what an iPhone app is, Dunham does what every talk-show guest does eventually: urges him to play her clip. Dunham stars as the New Yorker ‘s editor, despite bearing little resemblance to the publication’s actual chief, David Remnick. Girls cast member Alex Karpovsky also appears as her slow-witted assistant and offers up a series of slyly stupid reaction shots as Dunham then gives a so-rudimentary-its-funny demonstration of the app for those New Yorker readers who are really fighting the leap from print to digital. After breaking it down for the Luddite crowd, Dunham then suggests that she and her assistant have sex the following week. Actually, that’s the one false note of Dunham’s short. Everyone who’s ever worked at Conde Nast knows that the first rule of The New Yorker ‘s Sex Club is that you don’t talk about Sex Club — until a fact checker vets your comments. Check out the clip below, then write the New Yorker to suggest that Dunham, who has contributed a couple of smart pieces to the magazine, guest-edit a future special issue about anything she damn well wants. That kid is full of good ideas. Watch It on YouTube. Follow Frank DiGiacomo on Twitter. Follow Movieline on Twitter.
