The House of Hype Video Music Awards afterparty in Los Angeles played host to the majority of interesting celebs in town Sunday eve. Chris Brown, Missy Elliot and Michael Phelps were some of the bigger bold-pusses in attendance, ready to cut loose after a tepid show. Britney behaving? What was that about?
So, infamy-deprived peeps partied in the VIP cabana until it got a little rowdy and the cops rolled in, making everyone leave, such jerks. About a hundred lucky folks were allowed to stay, though, and one got even gotten luckier with the famed Olympic swimmer. Curious?
A fetching clubgoer who partied with Phelps said that despite the flocking girls around him, the big-schnozzed dude was incredibly down to earth. He was all about having a dance party to his fave pump-up tunes like Lil Wayne and Bob Sinclair, for ince.
Mikey, dressed in an adorable black blazer with a white shirt underneath, was eager to just have a damn good time and never let the fame get to his head. “He’s not hot at all, but supernice,” said our party pal.
Initial looks aside, we think Phelpsy is rapidly growing in doability, and we must not be alone. Michael and his crew ended the night taking by taking a buttload of mostly gals back to the London Hotel in WeHo, and we’re told, by certain between-the-count spies, M.P. had his eye on one sweet thang in par-tick, lucky bitch. Detailed bedhair report coming later in the day...
—Additional sassing by Taryn Ryder