There was an issue with supermodel Naomi Campbell's luggage on a British Airways flight. Of course, you can imagine how this story ends. It involves witnesses reporting that Naomi was taken off the plane in cuffs being "aggressive and abusive to staff." A Scotland Yard spokesperson would only say that "a 37-year-old woman was arrested on suspicion of assaulting a police officer." That's right, folks. Naomi Campbell is 37. That means she is a MILF and we are all much older and closer to death than we ever realized. [Independent]
John, Hillary, and Barack may not be the only Americans whose passports were accessed during recent "file breaches" at the US State Department. The AP has said that the late Anna Nicole Smith's passport was also viewed, although it seems to have been the result of a valid request made on behalf of the US embassy in the Bahamas following her death. State department officials said that several hundred US citizens' "passport files are flagged for extra protection because of their prominence," and that includes politicians, entertainers and athletes. Concerns have risen as passports not only include personal information such as date and place of birth, but also one's social security number -- and that can be used to help gain personal information such as credit records. [BBC]
Dumbo-based Brooklyn imprint Powerhouse Books' latest, Inheriting Beauty, is out. The photos are a bit lifeless, but the most interesting aspect of the book is its subject matter: "the women who rule the world." There are fashion royalty scions and spouses -- Armani, Arnault, Ferragamo, Hermes, Lauren and Herrera -- not to mention your Rockefellers and Hearsts. Captured in their penthouses overlooking the city skyline, or the Thom Bar in NYC, these women seem more powerful than Angelina could ever be.
Given the success of The Real Housewives series on Bravo, not to mention the fact that MTV's The Hills is still going strong after three seasons, it seems the power of the socialite has never been stronger. Many of them have strong entrepreneurial tendencies -- everyone from Tinsley Mortimer to Lydia Hearst has handbag lines (the latter recently collaborated with Puma on one), while Fabiola Beracasa is doing jewels, and Paris Hilton has a clothing line in LA's Kitson boutique. Her sis, Nicky, is showing hers at LA Fashion Week this weekend. In fact, some socialites are among the hardest working girls in Hollywood; Nicole Ritchie, whose fame is directly due to her social life, was out and about two weeks after giving birth, putting in necessary face time at a producer's birthday party. Brooke Astor may be turning in her grave, but even the resolution of the writers' strike may not be enough to put Hollywood back above the modern socialite.
After tomorrow's Project Runway finale, distressed design fans can still get their fashion fix by paying a visit to the city the show calls home. In New York, you can buy clothing made by Project Runway's designers, sign up for a class at Parsons, get fabric in the Garment District, and best of all, stalk Tim Gunn. After all, when you rewind the show on your DVR it's pretty clear that he's winking at you and coyly saying that you two crazy kids could "make it work." Don't worry, I saw it too. So, get out there, get dressed to impress, and go get your man! Or, you know, just leave Tim alone to sulk and do some fun fashionista sightseeing with a few friends.
In case NY Magazine's recent fleshy spread wasn't enough to cure your fix, there's plenty more Lindsay Lohan soon to be on view. The Monroe wannabe has put her stamp of approval on a series of photographs "based on her body art." Opening this Thursday at the Sky Terrace of Lohan's 42nd Street Atelier building, the event marks Lohan's complete overexposure (or perhaps she's just paying Atelier back for the free digs). [Page Six]
Are stoop celebrities the next internet stars? In a case of press attempting to make something out of nothing, NY Magazine divulges who exactly the two twenty-something girls of Charles Street are. Their claim to fame? They sit outside on their stoop, day after day. Yep, that's it. Haley "the brunette," 23, is a college dropout, and Rebecca, 22, "basically does nothing." The rag even went so far as to get the girls' neighbors' comments on the situation--they prove as boring as the girls in question. [NY Mag]
A Los Angeles legend will be shutting its doors shortly: Dutton's Brentwood Bookstore has announced it will close in April. What was once a LA-area collection of indie bookstores will be no longer, and it's a sad day for book-lovers and -nerds. Get on over there while you still can.
In a real-life "Italian Job" robbery, thieves have stolen millions of euros worth of jewelry from Damiani's showroom in Milan. "Luckily for the showroom, some of its most valuable pieces were on display at the Oscar ceremony in Lost Angeles" last night (including a bracelet worn by winner Tilda Swinton). The thieves--"seven men, unarmed and unmasked"--entered through an underground tunnel that had been dug leading into the cellar of the showroom, tied up the staff and walked off with a not-yet-known sum of jewels leaving "very little trace" behind. [BBC]
Last month Sarah Silverman and People magazine's sexiest man alive (this year) Matt Damon made a video for Jimmy Kimmel called "Fucking Matt Damon." Shot at the Delano Hotel in Miami, it features Silverman and Damon crooning about fucking one another "on the bed, on the floor, on a towel by the door, in the tub, in the car, up against the mini bar," exposing her infidelity to faux-boyfriend Kimmel. Now comes Kimmel's "plotted revenge," with more celebrity cameos than you can shake a stick at (Cameron Diaz and Robin Williams included). Ben Affleck plays Kimmel's lover, while Brad Pitt is a FedEx delivery boy. And, following suit with a hotel setting, the video features ample footage of the Hollywood Roosevelt's pool and rooms. [Huffington Post]
Oh, LA Times, always concentrating on the important things. In their photo gallery of Oscar arrivals, they make a special point to tell us that Jessica Alba is pregnant. Thanks, guys. Good to know she's not just a fattie. Also, go Marion Cotillard! [via]
Along with pictures of Lindsay Lohan's magnificent, freckled breasts, this week's issue of New York Magazine has a look at the new 46,000 square foot Gucci store on Fifth Avenue. They describe the store as "a great big glass, steel, bronze, marble, leather, velvet luxury explosion" and the merchandise as "all smooth and shiny and Euro." Sounds hot! Speaking of hot, did I accidentally run one of the Lohan boob pics with this post instead of a photo of the Gucci store? Oops, my bad. That was completely an accident. [NYM]
The untimely death of 28 year-old actor Heath Ledger from a possible overdose of sleeping pills has left many shocked. Ledger had a promising career, and less than six months ago, he was living happily with his daughter and then-fiancée Michelle Williams. Sadly, their relationship ended over the summer, and if you believe what you read in the tabloids, the final months of Heath Ledger's life were filled with constant partying and promiscuity. This map follows the trail of Heath's many exploits in the weeks prior to his death as told by the New York gossip columns. [Photo]
Miami 411 has a pretty inclusive map of celebrity homes in Miami proper and SoBe. I've never heard of some of these people but there are some big names here (J. Lo, Madonna, Matt Damon) along with some funny niche celebs like Janet Reno, Hulk Hogan, and Gloria Estefan. Check it out for some proper stalking. [Miami 411]
Ontheinside.info is a nifty New York webguide that calls itself "personality-driven," as all the picks are presented by various New Yorkers -- some famous (Gretchen Mol, Will Forte, Amy Sedaris), some not so much. In addition to photos and audio of the personality in question, you also get a few nice pics and audio for each of the person's favorite places. You can browse or search the listings by personality or venue type, making for pleasant idea-spelunking. Check their blog for more details and angles on the personalities involved.
French movie stars tend to walk freely in Paris, their fellow citizens too snobby or indifferent to bother to stop them for autographs. American celebrities usually cause more of a stir, but the international jet-set hangs together at a handful of Parisian hotel bars and watering holes, where you are likely to get a celebrity sighting with your overpriced Champagne.
The London Star Map is what it says -- a printed, pop-out map of celebrity homes in London. Stalkers take note though: Some of the celebs are dead, like Jim Morrison and Peter Sellers. Otherwise you have an extremely rudimentary map that also, via an accompanying key, lists a few film and music locations of note, a smattering of nightlife, and a handful of popular sights. It's unclear from the online press if the map even indicates the celebrities' home addresses or just plants their head in a general area. For £6.95, you'd expect a little better intel.
People try to pretend like they're above scoping out famous people, but if you've come all the way to LA for a vacation, there's no shame in wanting to spot a celeb or two. Some hotels, those that are better suited to this than others, provide the chance to sit back at the pool with a cocktail and enormous sunglasses, the better to blend in with your prey.
The Oscars are still two and a half weeks away, but we thought we'd get revved up for them now with a handy user's guide to the events. Below you'll find out where the celebs party before, after, and during the Oscars, where they get tweezed and primped, and where they break their awards season fast.
The Kodak Theater: The Academy Awards will be held at the Kodak Theater on February 25th. All of Hollywood Blvd will be closed off so access will be difficult. Bleachers for 300 fans will be set up along the 500 foot red carpet, but the tickets for these seats have already been given away during a fall lottery.
The Vanity Fair After Party at Morton's Steak House: The famous Vanity Fair after party is held at celeb hangout Morton's every year. The steakhouse is already the playground for various Hollywood stars, producers, and agents, but on this night it will be completely packed with LA's glitterati.
Liz Hurley's wedding to Indian textile businessman Arun Nayar may not be until March, but those lucky few who have been invited may do well to get their planning done ASAP. After a first wedding in boring old Sudeley Castle in the Cotswolds, it's off to India. The second wedding, a six-day affair, will be held in Mumbai and at either the Devi Garh Fort Palace or the Umaid Bhavan Palace, both of which are in Rajastan. Either way, activities are supposedly planned for the whole time. No skipping off to any craft shops or hotel bars on your own, you movie stars.
The bride will be wearing a pink sari, and so will all the other ladies. "Pink! Saris! For! All!" states the very specific info pack that came with the invitation (well, it probably doesn't state it in exactly that way). As for the guys they have to wear turbans and orange kurta pyjamas (long, baggy shirts with leggings).
There is some help for this implied shopping dilemma, since Liz Hurley has set up her own clothing store for her peeps at the hotel in Mumbai. "Please don't panic, all Indian clothes can be bought when you arrive in India, where they will be much nicer," the invitation supposedly says, and with the groom in the schmatte business, we're sure Liz is right. Somewhat more hilariously, the guests have been told to pack mosquito repellent (easy to get in India) and a travel iron (Is Posh Spice really going to be spending her days in India figuring out how to get wrinkles out of Becks' turban?)
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