—Cat-and-mouse Best Supporting Actress winner Tilda Swinton, to yours truly backstage at the 80th Annual Academy Awards, after the black-Grecian-gown-clad gal (who has a boyfriend and another partner with whom she has kids) answered my query of whether or not her sensational private life fed the professional one
But Swinton is the real pro here. “You’ve got a lotta loving at home,” I pretty obviously winked to the redheaded babe. “I have, yeah,” she replied. “How do you know that?” I told the Michael Clayton madam that reporters from Great Britain were calling me about her most spectacular mattress arrangement. “That’s great,” she deadpanned. “They weren’t calling me.”
James claims his fairy-tale flick has “real dilemmas and real issues and realish people. There’s nothing wrong with High School Musical, but we aren’t all just idealized and perfect.” J.M. obvs doesn’t read up on the tween mags, 'cause every Zac Efron fan out there would sure beg to differ with him on that.
So, what has the Scotsman learned from working in H-town? Apparently squat, since he delightfully declared, “I’ve never worked in Hollywood!” Sure sounds relieved to be spared the saga of starring in studio films. Don’t hold your breath, Jamie, you and your dreamboat eyes will prolly star as the next big studmuffin superhero, trust.
Lindsay Lohan's puffy, white, freckled ass on New York magazine. Gross! How dare she compare her loser self to the late, great M. Monroe. The only thing they have in common is an addiction problem. What is up with these mothers who say it's okay for their daughters to pose nude? Is this really going to help her career?
Margot
Texas
Whose career, darlin’, Lindsay’s or Dina’s?