As the wax covered porcelain dragon Camille Grammer sit on the floor of her dungeon counting all the millions that Kelsey Grammer passed to her side of the table two weeks ago, he made his checking account weep some more by marrying 29-year-old Kayte Walsh without a prenup in NYC today. The bride wore ivory, the groom wore foolery and the groom’s business manager wore a “…the fuck is he doing?” look during the entire ceremony.
People reports that Kelsey made Kayte his fourth wife at the Longacre Theater, where he did La Cage aux Folles for a year. Kayte was escorted down the theater aisle by a gigantic shovel and an even bigger wheelbarrow. Afterward, Kayte, Kelsey and their guests headed to the Plaza Hotel for the reception. No word if the guests nibbled on tossed salad or scrambled eggs.
Kelsey’s spokeswhore confirms this mess:
“Kelsey Grammer and Kayte Walsh were married today at a private ceremony for family and friends.”
Yes, Kelsey looks like a nervous father who is about to caca in his chonies before escorting his older-looking teen daughter into her debutante ball, but who cares! And yes, Kelsey’s addiction to marriage is eventually going to leave him with nothing but what’s on that curb, but it’s his wallet that’s bawling like my no-no on a Saturday night. Not ours. Camille got hers, so I’m good.