Yesterday, we learned that Hilary Duff has a neighbor in her NYC building named Dieter Addison, who she alleges lives his life like the lyrics to “Wake Up.” Except instead of something going on a Saturday night, it’s every night, and instead of a dance floor in London, Paris, or maybe Tokyo, the party is in Dieter’s living room. Hilary was pissed off. So she blasted Dieter on Instagram several times, using his full name, his picture, and a link to his Instagram page. And it got her into a little trouble with Instagram.
Hilary Duff is currently living the residential nightmare we all know as: The Shit Neighbor. Well, allegedly he’s a shit neighbor; that’s just according to Hilary, who finally had enough and moved their drama to Instagram so the whole world could suffer with her.
Sharon Tate’s Sister Is Not Here For Brad Pitt And Leonardo DiCaprio Starring In Quentin Tarantino’s Manson Movie
Ever since the Manson Family brutally murdered actress Sharon Tate and six other people during one horrifying weekend in August of 1969, Sharon’s sister Debra Tate has spoken out against her sister’s killers at parole hearings and in interviews. You can imagine Debra’s feelings about Quentin Tarantino’s upcoming movie centered around her sister’s murder reportedly starring Leonardo DiCaprio and Brad Pitt. And if you can’t, well, let’s just say she ain’t jazzed about it. Continue reading
The next time someone complains that Hollywood only makes reboots, sequels, and superhero movies, you can add that they’re also pretty big on current citizen of Hell Charles Manson at the moment as well. Quentin Tarantino has what will probably be the most high-profile one (still currently untitled, but reportedly starring Leonardo DiCaprio and Margot Robbie). Trailing close behind it will be a story about three members of Charles Manson’s family starring Matt Smith and a ghost story movie about Sharon Tate starring Hilary Duff (what even).
Last week, Hilary Duff and her 5-year-old son Luca flew to her ex-husband’s homeland of Canada to spend some time swimming in our lakes, drinking our super-strong beer, and driving into town and witnessing at least three Canadian Standoffs. Little did she know while she was rockin’ the dock up north, TMZ says that back in Los Angeles, a burglar was ransacking her house.
Hilary Duff stopped doing deep squats on her trainer-turned-boyfriend almost a month ago, which is a whole lot longer than I thought it would take for someone like Scott Eastwood to swoop in and work his fuckboi game on her.
E! News says that Hilary was having dinner on Saturday night in West Hollywood with a girlfriend when Scott walked in around 11pm and approached her. A source says they talked for quite some time and that Hilary was “all smiles” and “flirty” with Scott. Hilary’s constant-smiling wasn’t an awkward defense mechanism to distract Scott while she attempted to slink away. E!’s source says they hit it off so much, that they left the restaurant together and went to 1OAK.
Usually taking things from a restaurant to a club on a Saturday night ends with a Sunday-morning Uber ride across town before the sun comes up, but the source says it wasn’t like that. Hilary and Scott were just “casually chatting” at 1OAK and it didn’t look like things were romantic between them.
If Scott and Hilary start dating, I sincerely wish her the best of luck if things between them get serious enough for her to meet Scott’s daddy. Clint Eastwood has major feelings about kids these days. I can only imagine what grumpy old man thoughts he’ll grumble out regarding that picture of Hilary Duff kissing her son on the mouth.
And here’s Hilary looking like a gym-rat trophy wife of a Putty Patroller while walking to her car in L.A. yesterday.