They might be good-looking, but...

......they're morons

God gave them looks, in many cases in conjunction with their surgeons, but He didn't give them much else.
 
"When I model I pretty much 
go blank. You can't think too 
much or it doesn't work."

               -Paulina Porizkova

"I don't even wake up for 
less than $10,000 a day."

               -Linda Evangelista

 "I love the confidence that 
makeup gives me."

                  -Tyra Banks


 
 

You know how this one will turn out

Lindsay Lohan? The dumb thing about all the attention on this one is the fact that she's simply not that interesting, talented, or amazing. Drunk, on drugs, crashing her car, so on and so forth. One day you'll open the paper, or CNN.COM, and find out she's dead.

You know how when you're really sick to your stomach, and it just won't come out, sometimes it's a good idea to just will yourself  to puke, just to get it over with? Well, that's what it's like with Lohan. You just know one day you'll be reading about her having crashed her car, or having OD'd, or whatever the hell she does to kill herself. So it would be great if she'd just get it over with. If you're not gonna fix yourself, then just off yourself. Like Anna Nicole Smith, why drag out the inevitable?
 


Judging reality shows will drive you to drink

It's hilarious, watching Paula Abdul slur her way through TV appearances. She's done it more than once. It's even more fun listening to her denying it. But when it comes down to it, at least she's finally entertaining. She was a just a fat ex-choreographer with no singing ability, then she was juding no-talent wannabes next to some British dickhead and a fat producer of bad pop tunes. You never know where life's taking you. Then there's Samantha Harris, co-host of "Dancing With the Stars." Completely vapid, she actually in one episode gave away the judges' scores before those judges actually produced those scores. She also muffed a line so bad that no other human mouth could reproduce what she said. How do I get one of these jobs?
 


 

Anna Nicole, your brain fell out the hole

Anna Nicole Smith was always a little batty. A one-time Playmate of the Year, she married a VERY VERY VERY old geezer who, who'da guessed, croaked.  She fought his kids in court to keep tens of millions of dollars, but a wise judge saw the obvious motive in the marriage, and gave the money back to the kids. Anna Nicole ended up with her own show on the E! channel, in which she appeared as a braindead whale. See, she put on tons of weight, and turned into a total retard. THEN she got hooked up with a weight loss pill company (face it, it's just speed), dropped a load, but through either drugs, alcohol, oxygen deprivation, or just plain stupidity, remained dumb as ever. When those looks finally go, or the weight comes back on, it'll be really, really sad. In the meantime, it's like watching a car wreck in slow motion.

February 2007: Sadly and predictably enough, she's dead. Gold-digging, hanging out with scumbags, gaining tons of weight, dropping tons of weight, pushing diet pills, doing drugs, drinking, plastic surgery, you NAME it, they all added up. Her son died the previous year from an overdose. You make your own luck in life, good and bad.

And it just gets uglier. Her Lawyer, Howard K. Stern, says he's the father of her baby. A former boyfriend, Larry Birkhead, says HE is the father. And then, no shit, Zsa Zsa Gabor's husband says he's been banging Smith on the side for ten years, and HE may be the father. The South Carolina developer who reclaimed her house in the Bahamas is ANOTHER former boyfriend. Is there ANYBODY this chick wasn't doing?

If these three guys are all claiming to be the dad (and what the hell, the kid may yet inherit HALF A BILLION DOLLARS if her lawsuit against the estate of the ancient oil tycoon she married goes through), and it's easy enough to tell the truth through DNA, then all three must have a decent shot at it, meaning ALL of them were getting a shot at it, if you know what I mean. So in addition to gold-digging, hanging out with scumbags, gaining tons of weight, dropping tons of weight, pushing diet pills, doing drugs, drinking, and plastic surgery, we should include whoring around. It all adds up.
 


 
 

When I grow up, I wanna be .... something

Antonella Barba was a washout on American Idol. Right there, you know things will turn out bad. (People who compete, and even win, on that shit show are shallow, generic, boring, useless individuals.) But then racy pictures from her past surfaced. She said some were fakes (okay), but that the rest were "very personal, and that is not how I intended to portray myself." Well, dummy, once you're in a picture, that's that. 

She went to say something incredibly stupid: she wants to have an image in the future that is "more classy." In the same breath, she said that might include posing for Playboy. "I'm definitely not opposed to other offers, whether it's acting or modeling or something." 

Something. Anything. Don't be GOOD at anything, just be SOMETHING famous. How about marketing, or telecommunications, or working with the poor? Nah, it's gotta be something famous. Not sure what, just SOMETHING.


 
 
WAAAAAHHH !!!!!  Let me in, I am The Oprah !!!!!

Poor Oprah Winfrey was in Paris, where she's NOT well-known, and was not let into a VERY expensive store, Hermes, after hours. She complained that she could see other shoppers still inside (those who'd gotten there BEFORE they closed for the night), so why the hell didn't they let her in, she wanted to know. She claims it was because of racism on the part of the staff. The store says it was because they were closed for the night, and were preparing for a public relations event. 

Oprah says it was "one of the most humialiting moments of my life." 


I will not be treated this way. I mean, like a commoner.
So let's get this straight: not being allowed after hours into a hoity-toity store, where they sell $135 teacups and the like, is one of her most humiliating moments? Sorry, just can't relate. If they rest of us do that, we'll be told, "Sorry, we're closed." That's how it works. Nobody gives a shit HOW much money you have. 

The black media have been quick to propagate this nonsense. Softpedia proclaimed "Hermes apologized to Oprah for the racial incident." Uh, no, they didn't. They apologized that they weren't able to accommodate a rich patron after hours, but have admitted to nothing racial. Blackamericaweb.com has also been rabid in pushing this as a racial incident. 

Oprah has done a lot of good things in her career for other people (after her show stopped being a tabloid trash-fest, that is), but crying "racism" where it doesn't exist doesn't help the world overcome REAL racism. This is a whiny rich chick who didn't get her way, that's all.

Oprah also screwed up in defending a guy who wrote a book that she promoted through her "book club." Turns out his true memoir was all fiction. She essentially told the public that the truth doesn't matter. Check out this dirtbag's story.
 
 
 

Look out, Lindsay Lohan's packin' !!!

Lindsay Lohan is a remarkably untalented, cute little thing who was charming as a child actress, but wholly useless as a grownup. Her starring movie roles have been flopped. Like a lotta decent looking chicks, she tries to be all-purpose, singing and acting, and sucking at all of them. 

The studio head in charge of her latest movie sent her an open letter, saying that her so-called exhaustion, which had led to her missing lots of shooting and costing them plenty of money, was really due to all her partying. After one alleged hospital visit, she was photographed the very next night on the town.

She obviously doesn't aim very high. Check out the following quote: "It's so amazing seeing that one woman just going somewhere, this beautiful sex kitten,  who's basically a pinup, which is what I've always aspired to be."   She aspires to be a pinup, a sex kitten. Holy shit!

Lohan also says she would prepare for a trip to Iraq by taking shooting lessons with her security guard. Oh sure, they're gonna hand her a f***g gun when she gets off the plane.

She wanted to hitch a ride with Hillary Clinton. A Clinton spokesperson suggested Lohan hook up with the USO instead.  A week later, she started blabbing details of her sex life. Holy shit, isn’t there anybody in her family who can tell her to shut the hell up before she goes from having NO dignity into the land of NEGATIVE dignity?

Lohan just keeps piling it on herself. After she kept becoming mysteriously "ill" or "exhausted," a studio head lambasted her publicly, blaming her bad health on heavy partying. She apparently got the message, but then she admitted she was in AA, although she continued to get wasted. Should anybody care? Just don't choke on your own vomit while on somebody else's lawn. Kindly do it at home.
 
 

Should somebody care?

Kate Hudson, daughter of the very washed-up Goldie Hawn (wife of the very washed-up Kurt Russell) and ex-wife of the super-dork singer for the Black Crowes (a band that shamelessly rips off other bands), won a judgment against a tabloid for calling her "dangerously thin." They would have been safer had they called her "dangeously untalented." Every single one of her movies sucks rocks.
 
 
 
Ghastly Girls

Mark Gastineau's daffy ex-wife and their idiot daughter got a TV show, in which they shopped for men and complained about the inconveniences of dealing with hotel mini-bars. It would be great if they could do a cross-over show with the Gotti kids and end up in the trunk of a car in the Jersey swamps.

Mom, I'm slipping off the chair 
like I was your facelift.

 
 

Here she comes, here comes Speed Racer

Halle Berry ended up  in hot water over splitting after an accident, was already known to her neighbors as a goofball behind the wheel.  A TV producer who used to live near her says, "She was well-known in the neighborhood as Halle on Wheels or a Berry, Berry Bad Driver.  She was a menace."  Of course, now that she's won an Oscar, all is forgiven, right?

One more quick note about Berry: she sucks at this acting thing. After winning an Oscar that she didn't really deserve, she got all freaked out on TV, crying and blubbering about the opportunities this would open up for her and others, and she then proceeded to make a boatload of completely crap movies. Catwoman?
 

Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes, the tattooed singer who once set fire to her boyfriend's house and did five years' probation, killed herself and busted up her passengers while doing 85 MPH on a Honduran highway.  One of her assistants had earlier run over and killed a small Honduran boy. Sorry, not gonna miss 'er much.

Lauren Hutton, 57, former model and actress, slid on gravel while riding her motorcycle at about 110 MPH.  She slid almost 200 feet on her face and chest, shattering her arm and leg, and ending up with rods and screws stuck in her.  She's gone back to riding. 



 
 

Ugly is as ugly drives.

Who's callin' WHO trash?

Lizzie Grubman, who's somehow famous for putting on parties in NYC, was told by a club bouncer that she couldn't leave her daddy's oversized SUV parked in the club's fire lane. She told those assembled outside the club, "F__k you, white trash," then reversed her car into the bouncer and fifteen other people, leaving behind broken bones, assorted injuries, and plenty of lawsuits.  She fled the scene for an ex-boyfriend's house, and was later arrested on charges of assault, reckless endangerment and fleeing the scene of an accident. She ended up doing 37 days in jail, and rather than PR, all she's known for is backing her car into folks.

Obviously hard up for finding more losers to put into reality shows, MTV put her in one. The reviews were BAD. But what I want to know is, was she born this ugly, or did somebody else back a car into her face?


 
The Wonders of Makeup

After a traffic incident and drug bust, Yasmin Bleeth (formerly of Baywatch) took this lovely mug shot. 

Rehab, Botox, a lift, and a made-for-USA-Network movie are likely next.  Also, some gratuitous nudity.


             GAH !!!!


 

But, but, but it made money    Having an agent doesn't mean you avoid doing absolute shit

Charlie's Angels (the movie)  has some good looking chicks in it. But y'know what? It SUCKS. It sucks BAD. It's a BAD MOVIE.  It's really, really bad.  And you know what else?  The second one is just as bad.

What especially bugs me about it is that one-and-a-half of the women in those flicks are talented. Drew Barrymore can be funny when she wants to be (although she does her share of crap, like 50 First Dates). And Cameron Diaz has done stuff like Being John Malkovich, and Gangs of New York, to name a couple. Lucy Liu is a waste of space, and Demi Moore is long past worthless as an actress (and has had mixed success as a producer). Why do people in show biz insist on doing crap when they can do so much better?

Sandra Bullock is a very lovely girl. But she does one crap movie after another. It's hard to name a good Bullock flick. Every single one of them sucks. She doesn't just need new management, she needs a new job. Nicole Kidman is another one. She's gorgeous, obviously smarter than her lunatic ex-husband, but even she managed to film Bewitched. Ouch.

Julia Roberts won an Oscar, but that didn't stop her from making one of the worst, most cliche pieces of doo-doo ever, Mona Lisa Smile. 

Halle Berry got an undeserved Oscar, cried her brains out for the cameras, then made one shit movie after another. If she's IN it, it sucks, and she sucks IN it.
 

Slam dunk this chick

Lisa Leslie, center for the LA Sparks women's basketball team, did the celeb version of Weakest Link.  When asked "Which Roosevelt was elected president as a Republican?" she replied "JFK."



 

Skin it, skin it good

Some of the same "supermodels" (as in Naomi Campbell) who previously posed in the buff for anti-fur ads ("I'd rather go naked than wear fur") are now back to wearing fur, because, hey, there's money in it.  Apparently their commitment wasn't as thick as their skulls.  Maybe if they ate more, they wouldn't be so light-headed.
 
 
WrestleBrania

Sable  (real name Rena Mero), former ring card girl who graduated to lady wrestler, has settled a lawsuit with the World Wrestling Federation, saying they tried to make her bare her breasts in the ring and participate in lesbian story lines.  She is an interesting study in the relativity of tastelessness.   She wanted more realistic-looking boobs (to which her wrestler husband offers squeezes to interviewers, the better to verify their bounciness), so she had them put under the muscle.  Since she had to be put under for the procedure, her husband had to approve the final product in the operating room.  She's also partial to fake nails and navel rings.

She stopped taking her eleven-year-old to wrestling matches due to their content, but then she posed for  Playboy.   She may end up being the only woman ever featured on two covers of Playboy in the same year.

In other words, it's okay to drive 80 MPH, but not 85.

Even more frightening is Joanie Laurer, who used to wrestle under the name Chyna. She used to be just a pumped-up, steroid-abusing lady fake wrestler. But now, holy crap. First of all, she's hideous now. I think some kind of plastic surgery gone bad. She appeared on Celebrity Boxing, and got smacked around by Joey Buttafuoco. Somehow a sex tape of her and her boyfriend accidentally ended up on the web, and it's reportedly disgusting. This same boyfriend later had her put in jail for beating him up. She ended up humiliating herself further on one of the celebrity reality shows, and fell completely apart on the Howard Stern show, where she did a striptease in front of her own brother. 



 

Hey, my brain is naked !!!

Alyssa Milano's mother is shocked, SIMPLY SHOCKED, that there are nude photos of her daughter out here in cyberspace. Goodness gracious! And they've found so many sites with these nude photos, that Mom has made it her solemn quest to track them down and threaten them with legal action if they don't take down the offending images ASAP. Mom even has started a business to help other starlets track down unauthorized (as in "they're not paying us royalties") pics. 

Gee, I wonder where all these nude pics CAME from? Hmmm, maybe they came from those nude flicks she did. Yeah, I'll bet that's it. Maybe they're from that nude lesbian vampire movie she shot. Yeah, that could be the ticket. Hey, Mom, if you don't want people hovering over pictures of your naked daughter, TELL HER TO KEEP HER CLOTHES ON. Wow, what a concept. 

One other way this daffy broad has distinguished herself is by installing gigantic fake choppers, just like some other buck-toothed wonders.


Ooohh, I feel a draft. Between my ears.




 

An earhole with a View

Quick note: Starr Jones seems to think she MATTERS. She got her stomach-stapled ass fired from her show, on which she was nothing more than another bimbo, and went on all sorts of shows to tell everybody about it. She also said the "panel" needed another woman of color, as if this dippy show was some kind of public institution. Nobody gives a shit, she has no relevance on this planet, and she should just shut the f__k up. Now back to our regular programming.

Starr Jones of The View said she'd met her first three goals in life: becoming a lawyer, meeting Diana Ross, and getting on the cover of a magazine.  She then said her new goal was "to stop looking for a man, and let him find me."  At the time, he could have found her by randomly throwing a rock. She'd forgotten that last goal, eating the state of Rhode Island. Well, then she got engaged, and the world freaking world got to hear about her impending nuptials, ad nauseum. Oh, but then she got her gut stapled, and now looks like Nicole Ritchie with a tan.

Probably the most moronic of the A.M. fare is The View. A bunch of batty women who supposedly have diverse and educated views on a variety of subjects sit around a table and dazzle us with what they don't know, and then they bring in the usual crop of actors and singers plugging their latest Top 40 tripe. 

The View is also an excuse for Barbara ("If you were a tree, what kind of tree would you be?") Walters to look casual. Face it, her journalistic tendencies were already suspect, long before she declared that headcase Dennis Rodman was one of the most fascinating people she'd ever met. Rodman? A mumbling, attention-starved screwup? But the rest of the dingbats on The View talk about Walters as if she was a cosmic gift to journalism.  She also got BJ queen Monica Lewinsky to cry on cue, as everyone predicted.   She also couldn't wait to suspend her vacation so she could call into ABC and talk about all the times she spoke with or ate with JFK Jr, once his plane went down.  And on New Years Eve '99, she modeled some of the ridiculous "millennium outfits" she asked some famous designers to come up with. This is journalism?

Is it soup yet?  November 2000, it's revealed that Walters okayed a deal with Campbell's to plug their soup in conversations held on The View.  And so they did.  Vieira said on the air that her daughter "won't eat anything but Campbell's Mega Noodle Soup."  Walters responded, "Didn't we grow up eating Campbell's soup?"  And the rest of the bimbos chimed in, "Mmm mmm good."  Another plug for Barb on her way to the Journalistic Integrity Hall of Fame.

July '99, marriage-meister Larry King had as guests most of the bimbos from The View to give their educated opinions on the coverage of the JFK Jr. situation.  Here they are, these airheads who occasionally have a pajama-party theme for their show (but Walters really likes their views on things, remember), discussing the glut of coverage of the Kennedy thing while simultaneously adding to that very glut.

In February 2004, Walters announced that because she'd had it with the blurring of the line between news and entertainment, and dropped out of 20/20.  Well, Barb, YOU had everything to do with the blurring of that line. Around that same time, she did an episode of 20/20 which she touted as "the ultimate reality show," in which couples vied for the chance to adopt a baby. She made adoption a competition, on television. She later apologized, but I can't help wonder how she did something so stupid in the first place.
 

March of the Bimbos

They dumped the dippiest one of the bunch, a good-looking reject from MTV.  The dippiest one left for a time was the lawyer/pundit Jones, from whom you'd expect more intelligent discourse. On another occasion, main chick Meredith Viera described the outlawing of sex toys in Alabama,  reached into a bag and whipped out a vibrator. These are women with opinions we should all hear? Way to go, Barbara, building those credentials for the Hall of Fame.

When the obligatory pair-of-boobs who rounded out (literally) the group proved too dippy, they booted her and launched an on-air audition for a replacement. A number of women degraded themselves for months, trying to win the job. If the goofy chicks who run this show really gave a rat's ass about other women, they wouldn't put another female through such a humiliating bunch of crap.  As if joining their low-IQ coffee klatch was anything more than a paycheck.  The (naturally) cute (but trendy-dressed) Asian gal who finally filled in is as vacuous as the bimbo she replaced.  Her job is to humiliate herself demonstrating idiot fashions and perform stunts like getting into a bathtub full of chocolate, fully clothed.

Then that bimbo decided to move on, and they got yet another obligatory blond.  That would be Elizabeth Hasselback (wife of a retread NFL QB who can't keep a job or get off the bench)  who only got famous for losing a reality show competition. She's a dedicated GOP suck-up. Unfortunately, she's not intelligent enough for a true political discourse. Her ramblings about gay marriage were hilarious. She's as well-rounded in her opinions as the rest of the braindead bunch. As Donald Trump poined out, Hasselback is considered the dumbest woman on television.

Rosie O'Donnell was announced as the replacement for Meredith Viera, after she'd previously made a bunch of comments about the idiot lawyer for the show. She said that Jones was a hypocrite for blathering on and on about losing weight through diet and exercise, without mentioning her gastric bypass surgery. So Jones left the show before O'Donnell could show up. Too bad, woulda been a helluva catfight. But then Rosie shit out a stream of half-baked conspiracy rants regarding 9/11. Hey, I despise Bush too, but I try to use facts, not brain farts, as arguments. So she left as well, leaving the empty-skulled Hasselback as the source of polictal wisdom on this train wreck of a show.

Whoopi Goldberg took over for the departed dummy Rosie, and promptly stuck her foot in it, defending Michael Vick as simply practicing a "sport" (dogfighting) that was indiginous to the South. Huh? What a goddamn moron.

Nothing against women on TV, mind you.  But don't piss down my leg and tell me it's raining.  And don't display a bunch of bimbos and tell me they're significant.  Walters says in the opening montage that she had an idea for a show that was different, "maybe a little too different."  Ain't nothin' different here, just the usual round of empty-headed TV claptrap.

Super Bowl idiocy:  Lesley Visser (whom I met on a plane and who should know better) confabbed before the big game with Barbara Walters and Meredith Vieira, about their shared love for tight-fitting uniforms.  Dingbats.

Sherri Shepherd says she doesn't believe in evolution. Even more telling is when she said she hadn't given much thought to whether or not the world is flat. When Starr Jones was asked what could be done to fix The View, she said it was necessary add more people of color, as if The View was some kind of necessary public institution instead of just a gabfest plugathon. But she probably didn't intend for them to add another dingbat of color like herself, which is what they got.
 


 


Hometown bimbo

Noted Hollywood homewrecker Kate Capshaw was featured in American Airlines' May inflight magazine, describing the highlights of her hometown of St. Louis. It largely feels like she was fed the lines, although her take on the local sports scene sounds very much from her own bosom: If you're in St. Louis, you've got to go to a St. Louis Cardinals game. The Cardinals are awesome. They rock. I don't know how they are going to do this year, and I don't know how they did last year, but you've got to root for the Cardinals.
Ah, but what if they suck?  Oh, that's right, you don't know how they're doing.  And of course,  they rock.  Hmmm, so how would you know that they rock? Ah, but wait, there's more insight.

Mark McGwire, of course, is a Cardinal. And Stan Musial was. Cardinals games are fun. You get a hot dog and beer.

What, just for walking in? What if I'm eleven?

I never went when I was old enough to have a beer.

Oh, so you haven't been to see the Cardinals in forty years or so. But they rock. Right? 

But I imagine that's a cool thing to do.

Uh, yeah, I imagine.



 
 
Hyperbole upon overkill: why are all these lady singers now suddenly divas? When the hell did they suddenly make this leap? It's like all these models who manage a TV interview suddenly being called supermodels. I see better looking women in catalogs. Are they supermodels too

Mariah Carey, Whitney Houston, Celine Dion, these are divas? Uh, like Maria Callas, maybe? Beverly Sills? They have nice voices, sure, but they all pretty much sing hack bullshit, especially Carey. Face it, once you've done a Christmas album, artistically you're pretty much toast. And please, don't put Cher in this category. Her voice is frigging awful, and she sings even worse material. You'd think, with all that hardware they've stuck in her, they'd have given her a better larynx, maybe something made out of aluminum.



 

March '99, yet another goofy women's group hands out another goofy award. This one goes to Kathie Lee Gifford, for Mother of the Year. Up before the roosters, works on her show, tapes her show, attends various events (like going places where they give her awards), checks on the sweatshop, and then somewhere in there she sees her kids. Oh, but it's quality time, right?




The Bondo BrigadeLet's take what God gave us, and f___k it up

Holy fat tire, Batman!  Just saw a commercial for the odious "Dancing With the Stars" and there was Lisa Rinna, who as I understand it used to be on the soaps. I've seen pics of her before, when she'd already had some work done. But April 2007, there she is on my tube with lips as big as pancakes. Holy shit, soembody slap her surgeon. Whatever they hell they injected her with must've contained yeast or lard. Her lips are like shelves. I know these women like these pouty mouths, but she looks like she could give a B.J. to a blimp.

Tyra Banks was so determined to prove people wrong when they say she's got breast implants that she let an "expert" feel up her tits on her TV show. In fact, she got all teary-eyed about it, as if she was describing having been molested.  Jesus Christ, I can't imagine how somebody gets that damn insecure or stupid. January 2007, an unflattering picture of her in a one-piece, showing some heft, got published all over the place. Hey, shit happens.
 
 

GOLF BALL HEAD: Shaune Bagwell, ex-wife of baseball player Jeff Bagwell, will do just about anything for money, including taking cash for a temporary tattoo on her chest for Goldenpalace.com, and appearing on the Howard Stern show. She took some of her divorce settlement and had her mouth hideously redone, AND had massive cheek implants. She looks like a squirrel with a mouthful of nuts. She's also sickeningly skinny.
 
 


I'll open that can of peas for ya.
Beaver Face

Among the many famous chicks who've gotten gargantuan tooth veneers are Leann Rimes (who used to be a gorgeous young girl, but looks clownlike now), Alyssa Milano, and Hillary Duff. They now have teeth like donkeys.

Many of them are so bad, you can even tell they've got these clown teeth when their mouths are closed. It's like they're boxers wearing mouthpieces.
 
 

 

It's okay if Gary Busey wants to look that way. Hell, producers pay him to look like a creepy piece of shit. But why would young women DO that to themselves?
I'll have that tree down and that
dam built in no time.

Is it Jim Carrey imitating a burn victim
on "In Living Color?" No, Just Helen
Hunt showing off her humongous 
choppers.
I've always adored Helen Hunt, even after she did that crap Mel Gibson movie What Women Want. But now she's gone and capped her teeth, and she looks goofy. Get 'em whitened, maybe, but don't put hubcaps on 'em. 

I grew up on Heather Locklear. I can still remember when I first saw her on Eight is Enough. Even SHE got her face done, and she looks kinda sandblasted. Woe is me. 

Delta Burke, before she blew up like a zeppelin and then bitched her way off Designing Women, was actually quite beautiful. But now it's hard to tell. Dec 06, I caught her ont he tube while flipping channels. It's very clear, she's got those Chinese eyes of a face lift. The right side of her mouth seems droopy as well. And you can tell she had collagen stuffed into her lips, and badly, because her upper lip is now a chicken lip. Seriously, she's an alien creature now.

The latest Hollywood chick who appears to have caved into the overwhelming temptation of plastic surgery is Meg Ryan.  In plugging her (godawful crap) movie Against the Ropes (which is about a boxing promoter, and which will offend the intelligence of any boxing fan), the closeups revealed that she had something dreadful done to her face.  She doesn't look natural anymore, and that was always her biggest draw.

Madchen Amick was another one I always drooled after, starting when she was on Twin Peaks. But after watching her on ER, it's apparent she's had some procedures, and just doesn't look natural any more.

Give Joan Rivers an Oscar, becaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaause .... most of her face is built out of the same stuff they make the stauettes from.  She's one of the queen bees of plastic surgery, right along with Cher and Melanie Griffith.  This frightening looking screech owl and her equally vacuous daughter will be haunting (literally) the red carpet again at the Academy Awards.  If I gave two craps about any of those people, I'd suggest they arm themselves with aluminum bats as they pass her.  But they all deserve each other.

Joan Van Ark, now doing infomercials, has obviously had her head done.  She looks like a freaking scarecrow now.

Cher had a tendency to disappear every so often, and when she's resurface in a new movie or video, people would ask where she'd been. The answer was, having more surgery. She's more plastic than cellphone. She's also now being touted as the only female recording star to have a number one single in four different decades. Yeah, yeah, yeah.  A couple of decent tunes written by somebody else, then some really bad pop (Half-Breed, Gypsies Tramps & thieves), a crap dance tune which came with what MTV itself called the worst video ever, and a crap disco tune that owed more to over-production than her grating voice.  This is an accomplishment?  This is called periodic resurfacing (and in the case of Cher's face, that's a literal term) with a novelty song. Check her out in the movie "Stuck on You." She looks like a frigging alien.
 
 
|Do you realize, if you take all the bionic parts off of Jane Fonda and Cher, you'd have enough plastic, rubber, and silicone there to build a whole other woman? Or at least a blender. 

The story goes that Cher, Goldie Hawn, and Melanie Griffith had so much collagen injected into their lips, they sort of exploded. If you look at their faces now, they look like Nancy Sinatra: their lips have been plowed flat. Everytime Cher comes back from sabbatical, she shows off the nose under the nose under the nose, she's been sandblasted just a bit more, and she puts out another bomb. And she gets paid for this. I'm in the wrong damn business, I tell ya.

Speaking of Cher, do you suppose her old nose is in a warehouse somewhere, with Michael Jackson's? Or did they make a boat anchor out of it? Oh, wait, I know, she donated it as housing for some homeless folks. The one she's got now keeps shrinking with every visit to the clinic, and the nostrils keep growing as the rest of it disappears. I really think she's going for that Phantom of the Opera look, where the nostrils pretty much are all that's left, and she continually gets pasty white. 

Cher recently released a greatest hits album (good God, will it include Gypsies Tramps and Thieves ?), titled If I Could Turn Back Time, after the bad song that went with the video voted by MTV viewers as Worst of the Year a coupla seasons back. It's an ironic title. If she could turn back time, she'd also have to turn half her bod back in at Ace Hardware. 



 
 
Paris Hilton is sorta okay looking, except you can tell right off that she's had extensive plastic surgery. Pictures from when she was 16 indicate LOTS of surgery, in fact, including one helluva nose job. She appears to have no talent whatsoever, isn't terribly funny, her show is dippy, and the only reasons she's famous are that she was born into money, has a funky name, and appeared in a homemade sex video in which she gets it three different ways. Why do people watch her on the tube? I absolutely don't get it.

Paris Hilton said of her over-produced crap CD, “I, like, cry when I listen to it, because it’s so good.”  And I, like, cry when I flip channels and accidentally hear her say anything at all. I, like, cry when I realize there are a lot of talented artists in the world, but this frigging bimbo is rich and famous for doing absolutely nothing except having a funky name, getting a nose job, and going down on a guy in video. No shame, no talent, no brains, no nothing. 

Hilton was signed by an ecologically-friendly accessories company that plants a tree for every product it sells. It asked Hilton to take a trip with them to Port-au-Prince, to plant a whole bunch of trees. When told that folks in Haiti speak French, she said "I wouldn't mind spending a few days there and the weekend in Paris." DOH!

Asked to help in a burglary investigation, Hilton told police, "I'm not that smart ..... I don't remember .... I forget stuff all the time."
 
 
 

If this is what she looks like NOW, how ugly was she BEFORE?

Meow.
Joecyline Wildenstein, goofball New York socialite (who collects awards just for being HER, from swishy club-hopping Greenwich Village gumballs) in the midst of a messy divorce (would YOU stay with something that looked like THAT?), is the new poster child for failed or just plain ridiculous plastic surgery. She's been compared by many to a lioness, now that her cheeks and forehead have been sculpted to stick out like concrete barriers, and her lips are puffed out like two flat tires. Seriously, she looks like something from the cast of CATS, only without the makeup. Either her surgeons are former NFL officials and can't see what they're doing, or they simply took the money and gave this idiot woman whatever Halloween mask she asked for. Money doesn't guarantee happiness, but it often seals in stupidity.



 

These Ears Were Made For Hurtin'  Singers who give me a headache

 
Even Her Dad Was a Better-Looking Broad
 

Nancy Sinatra, she of the bizarre failed-surgery flat lips and complete tone-deafness, performed (if such a term counts here) in August '98 at the poorly-named House of Blues in Chicago. After her usual off-key warbling, she pronounced herself "rusty." Insert joke here.

In all fairness, she never really could sing. Even her big hit, These Boots Were Made For Walkin', was more notable for feminist sentiment than any vocal talent. Posing nude for Playboy recently revealed the saggy skin to go with the saggy voice.

Hey, there's always guest shots on the Howard Stern show.


Jessica Simpson is BRILLIANT. At first, she was just another bimbo with a lame singing career. Her over-emoting version of Take My Breath Away ruined the song for a lot of people who liked it twenty years ago. She'd also do the diva thing, putting her palm up while closing her eyes, while singing the tune, as if to show just how emotionally invested she was in it. It's a form of self-parody, I think. MEANTIME, she and her equally talent-free (ex)husband, Nick Lachey, from some nameless boy band (and they're never really bands, just collections of dancing haircuts with embarrassingly choreographed moves) got themselves a reality show. Whether or not she was really as dumb as she sounded on the show, or he as shallow, it doesn't matter. It made them both famous. Ultimately it did him no favors inthe career department, but now she's in movies, has her own perfume, and so on. Nothing succeeds like dying prematurely, or acting like a complete moron.
 

Britney Spears may not be able to sing a note, but she's gorgeous. When she wants to be. But most of the time she's a professional skank. Her backup dancer husband appeared to be a complete moron who was banging her while his previous woman was still carrying his previous child. The government actually let these two breed? She can't sing, and when she talks, sheer stupidity comes out. How dumb is SHE that she went for a guy who was fooling around on his pregnant girlfriend? 

With Britney acting like a complete loon, getting wasted with Paris Hilton and prancing about sans underwear, it may actually be possible for her t o lose a custody battle with Kevin Federline. Who'da thunk it?

A useful quote from "Britney Spears," a quickie bio book by Jackie Robb: "For your best everyday Britney look, keep it simple: Start with matte foundation ..... reach for a light matching powder .... brush with a mauve or light pink blush.  Line your eyes with a simple dark brown pencil .... Use brown-black mascara ... feminine and natural are the adjectives to remember when selecting eye shadow ..... For full Britney-bright lips, line yours with a pencil .... fill in with matte lipstick ... stick to lip gloss in a fresh, fun flavor .... Fresh, clean and natural is the way Britney likes to look everyday."

Keep it simple.  Get up at 5 AM so you can finish the routine above before you get on the school bus. But, um, is five pounds of chemicals (tested on only the finest laboratory rabbits) on your face really what you would call natural
Besides that, nobody really thinks of Spears as fresh or clean any longer. She's pretty much just skanky. 
 
 

Um ..... was Keith Richards unavailable, maybe ?

January 2000, singer Melissa Etheridge revealed that the father of the children she is raising with her girlfriend is none other than solid citizen David "They won't let me have a guitar in jail" Crosby.   It was apparently Crosby's wife's idea that he jerk off in a test tube and provide Etheridge with progeny genetically predisposed to rampant drug and alcohol abuse, as well a tendency to be just a plain old fat screwup.  And now they're flogging the outing of the secret for publicity purposes.  They didn't have to tell everybody, but if the secret's out, they certainly didn't have to go on Larry King and everybody else's venue to beat hell out of the subject.  WHY in hell would she want everybody to know that the dad was a guy who looks like that and acts like that?

Janet Jackson, another member of the Second Generation Family Nose club, says it was hard making her album "Janet," because the subject matter was so personal, so painful, y'know, the usual psycho-babble. She hints she might be a lesbian, she hints she might be into S&M, she might be mentally ill. Those are hot buttons right now. This hackneyed marketing nonsense was old over twenty years ago. It's not therapy, it's product. Sorry, I don't buy it. It's another over-produced, too-slick pop thing. Dance music. Just say NO to disco.  But here she is in March 2001, plugging her latest.  And here she is on Dave Letterman.  And holy crap, she's had even more plastic surgery in the meantime.  Whose nose is it this time,  anyway?  Was it donated from a cadaver, was it molded out of polystyrene, was it cloned from a sheep?  Whatever that thing is, it ain't hers, and it's not the same one she had two years ago.  Musical noses, that's it, that's the game she's playing with her brother. You know the brother, the ghastly one.
January 2004: Now with a totally tasteless stunt and in an effort to boost her sagging career, she's mucked up the Super Bowl halftime.  For the Correct Opinion on this mess, go here.
 
 
 

Somebody, quick, spike her head

Toni Braxton helped put on a memorably bad halftime show for Super Bowl XXXIV.  After turning in one of the worst possible lip-synching jobs ever seen on television, she stood there, at the end of a totally forgettable song (highlighted only by her failure to properly mouth words, something any teenager can do, and also by the repeated wailing competition with Christine Aguilera), with an unsmiling, smug look on her face, like she's just done something great.  Yeah, she frigging STOOD there, couldn't keep up with the pre-recorded dreck, then couldn't SMILE.
 


Calling the kettle black

Madonna declared during a July 2000 visit to Britain, "My God, all you have is naked people in newspapers here! I mean, tits are everywhere!''  As correspondent William H. points out, this is an observation from a woman known for her conical metal bra, the torn fishnet tights and the externally worn undergarments and who published an X-rated book full of explicit naked photographs of herself. 

Sept 2000, William H. also sent me this one:  Joan Collins yesterday launched an attack on what she calls Britains' "ghastly TV". "I absolutely despair of British TV at the moment, I think it is just ghastly." She goes on to say that she would rather 'throw up' than watch much of Britains' 'gormless TV'.  She further accuses several of the channels of spewing out 'mindless pap' and added: "It makes me sick to see naked people, those naked shows.  It makes me absolutely despair of what children are watching."    This from the woman whose career highlights were several trashy soap operas and forgettable soft porn films. 


Um, yeah, okay, I guess

Xmas 2001, the manager for Destiny's Child, a laughably overblown girl pop trio, put out multiple press releases, letting the world know that the group was not breaking up after all.  There were sighs of relief all over, followed by much scratching of heads.
 

They could use some decent material

There are a lot of pop singers out there who are cute enough to look at, and some of them can even carry a tune, but all they sing is crap. They insist on writing their own songs, or in some cases they simply get credit when their hip-hop producers sample an existing song and throw everybody's name on it, essentially ripping off the original songwriters. Mariah Carey, the Duff sisters, the Simpson sisters, Jennifer Lopez, Britney Spears, you name it, they all sing shit. In fact, Jennifer Lopez is always ont he verge of being dumped by her record company, because her records don't sell that well, and she's unbelievably costly to maintain. 
 
"I mean, I'd love to be skinny like that, but not with all the 
flies and death and stuff."

                            -- Mariah Carey (allegedly)  on viewing pictures of starving African children.

Disclaimer: Actually, I've read plenty of bits suggesting that she never really said this.

Mariah Carey's big single in the spring of 2000 is accompanied by an interesting video.  The song is about overcoming odds, blah blah blah, and the video seems to be all about young people with crappy lives who succeeded in spite of their difficulties.  Carey herself is seen in the video crying fake tears, and running around in her underwear.  Way to dress up the message, cutie-pie.
       Poor dear, her movie Sizzle, or Dazzle, or Drizzle, whatever it was, got dogged by the critics, and came out just about the same time that hijackers struck America.  It deservedly disappeared.  Right about that time, Carey also suffered some type of breakdown, and was admitted to a very exclusive hospital for "extreme exhaustion," the kind you and I can't afford to suffer.  Shortly thereafter, she was dumped by her record company.  They actually paid her millions to go away.
     Glitter. There, I looked it up.  Her movie was called Glitter. You can all rest easy now.
 
 


Buy them a bag of potato chips

The first week of June '97, Farrah Fawcett was on the Letterman show. Since Charlie's Angels came out when I was in high school, and was my absolute favorite show (along with "The French Chef" and "Mass For Shut-Ins") I've always worshipped her. She was in a preposterously bad Chevy Chase movie (redundant, I know) just a couple of years ago, and still looked great. But on Letterman, she was frigging ANOREXIC. 

Her cheekbones were sticking out, her arms and legs were horribly thin, and she's obviously had the worst nose job in history. Since then, she's made other spectacularly batty appearances.

With her skull bursting out of its skin and her schnozz shaved on the sides, it looks like she's sporting a bird beak. For crissakes, somebody FEED her. Lee Majors looks like he eats well, maybe he can send her some leftovers. 


Farrah in meatier times.



 

Quick, Ted, shut her the hell up

Jane Fonda has long been known for her rampant stupidity. She takes quite literally the concept of "Say something moronic now, you can always apologize later." She made a jackass of herself as a propaganda tool of the Viet Cong back in the early 70's. She's claimed sensitivity to native Americans, but is a big fan of the tomahawk chop during Braves games. She put out exercise and cookbooks that violated basic rules of exercise and cooking, then admitted later she didn't know what she was doing. The most recent brain cramp came in April 1998, when she was forced to apologize for telling a U.N. group that parts of Georgia resemble a Third World country. Specifically, she said: "And it's what makes working in Georgia very interesting, because we're like, in some ways, like some developing countries. I love Georgia. I'm proud to be living there. But we have very special problems that some of you can recognize that we're dealing with .... In the northern part of Georgia, children are starving to death. People live in tar-paper shacks with no indoor plumbing, and so forth."

Gov. Zell Miller (a native of the north Georgia mountains) replied: "[Your statement is ] simply ridiculous and reflects a prejudice I am shocked to learn you hold .... maybe the view from your penthouse apartment is not as clear as it needs to be .... Produce statistical evidence that one single child starved to death in this state last year. You went up to the U.N. and flapped your gums. Now produce the evidence."

Ted finally had the brains to dump this bimbo.  And as always they do, Fonda says that now she's doing the things she's always wanted, she's living her own life, blah blah blah.

April 2005, she finally apologized (sorta) for her stint in North Vietnam during the war. Only 30+ years too late.

Uhhhhhhh ...... duh.



 

Whoopi Goldberg is actually kinda funny and thoughtful in real life. She refuses to get a new nose or lips or hair. So why do her movies SUCK?  Thank Ja they only gave her Oscar-hosting duties for one year before realizing what a mistake they made.  She thought that cussing on network TV was somehow hip, instead of just sophomoric.
 



 
I swear to Jehovah, if I see Liz Taylor climb out of one more limo and get one more award for showing up someplace, I'm gonna summon Richard Burton from the dead just so he can ooze on her. Robin Quivers is an untalented, fat, ugly kinda thing who's paid to laugh at Howard Stern's lame excuses for jokes. She's the Queen of the Lepers on his crap radio show. And yet she puts out an autobiography. I thought you were supposed to accomplish something to publish one of those. Or at least get caught. Only in America.

Idiot on a Stick

Memo to Demi Moore: Yeah, you look good. But you're wrong, a lot of people HAVE read "The Scarlet Letter." Obviously you aren't one of them, juding by your empty-headed comments and the shit movie version you did. In fact, I doubt you've read much of ANYTHING (including the reviews for Striptease and G.I. Jane and Charlies' Angels II). When they installed your boobs, lipo'd your ass, and did all that other work on you, you should've requested a cerebellum. Y'know, as long as they had you zippered open. Oh well, too late now. Next time, try the Cliff's Notes, at least. Ta-ta. 

 

Return to where everybody has their original nose.