T-Mobile threw a bash Friday night for the iD, the new version of the Sidekick. A slew of celebs came out to party, Fall Out Boy performed and, yes, Ashlee Simpson was there...but we'll get to that in a sec. First, let's talk Jenna Jameson. The once curvy gal has been lookin' skeletal as hell lately, so when I saw her walk the carpet with new human sidekick of choice Tito Ortiz, I had to get the scoop on her dramatic weight loss.
"I went from 125 to 95 pretty quickly. I think my lightest was about 92 pounds," she said, saying it was due to stress over her messy divorce. "As a woman, you either eat a lot or you don't eat. It wasn't intentional. Now I'm trying to gain a little weight back. I'm feeling really healthy and I feel a lot more positive. My divorce is starting to come around a bit, and hopefully I'm able to walk away from it not angry—and be able to be friends."
The former porn princess also addressed those pesky plastic surgery rumors that she had some work done (that went awry) below the belt. "The whole vaginal reconstruction thing is just retarded. It's embarrassing that someone would hate me so much to say something like that," the busty-in-many-ways babe scoffed.
"It's not botched...it's beautiful!" Jenna added, regarding her apparently scalpel-free nooky area. Tito nodded, enthusiastically, at this declaration. Um, too much information, you two.
Inside, as it were, I spotted this do-me duo hanging at the same table as Nicole Richie, who was rockin' a new platinum blond bob. Table-hoppin' Nic also joined Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen's stage-side table during Fall Out Boy's performance. The teeny threesome rocked out together like some sort of decadent dollfest. Cute, but weird.
Directly behind that bunch was Ashlee Simpson, holding down the fort as her main squeeze, Pete Wentz, did his thang on stage. Ash was gazing at her eyelined guy adoringly as Petey-poo did his hard-core rocker routine.
Do you all think he's attractive? I'm not sure I dig the whole dude-wearing-makeup deal. Then again, we've all seen what P.'s packin', so maybe that makes up for his penchant for face paint?
I mean, if that (female) model's complaint about Jared Leto in the performance department is to be believed, let's hope not all pancaked pricks are more interested in the latter than the former.
And then, C. saw for herself what made the former 'N Syncer go bye, bye, bye. At the other end of the carpet, his former flamer, Reichen Lehmkuhl, was muggin' for the cameras. And, to make things even more awkward, R. brought along a new boy, Ryan Barry, who's semistudly, if C. says so herself.
The twosome were kissing, too, as the flashbulbs popped out the wazoo. Talk about harsh! Lance was a friggin' presenter at the shindig, and Reichen shows up with his new b-f to steal the spotlight.
Happy to report Lance kept a stiff upper lip and seemed unfazed as he presented an award to Martina Navratilova. L.B. even stuck around for the dinner—alongside such grand gurus as the Rebecca Romijns (including ab-perf Jerry O.), Neil Patrick Harris and Motorola's David Pinsky—as well as the after-do, where Reichen and his arm candy were canoodling just a table away from Miz Gee. Cristina, ever the bitchy Jersey judge, was practically chanting, Get a room, already, you two attention bores!
'Fraid she takes after her boss.