Horribly mediocre actress Sharon Stone is never one to abide by rules. Sharon seems like the type of fun aunt who doesn’t want to put a bartender out, so she just reaches behind the bar and takes the bottle of Arbor Mist from the top shelf (where it belongs) and flashes the bartender a smile and says, “Put it on my tab, Biff” even though he’s told her eight times his name is actually “Chad.” Oh, Shay shay.
She’s also one of those who makes every day throwback Thursday, so she celebrated “Wayback Wednesday” yesterday by throwing up her Basic Instinct audition tape on Twitter: Continue reading
Some of the Madonna memorabilia available for auction next week include the sunglasses she wore in the Lucky Star video, pictures of Madonna rolling around on the floor with a stripper at a bachelorette party, a hair brush with her hair still in it and a pair of “personally worn panties”. However, one item in particular has got people filling their ice trays in preparation for a big ole pitcher of that sweet, sweet tea: A never before seen letter (no not that letter) penned by Madonna some time in the early 90’s in which she calls both Whitney Houston and Sharon Stone “horribly mediocre”.
Any Beyhive member will tell you that last night’s Country Music Awards was really The Beyonce Country Time Jamboree Extravaganza (featuring some other tricks and awards, I guess, I don’t know, I wasn’t really paying attention)! But to us Dollies, last night’s Country Music Awards was really The Dolly Tribute Spectacular (featuring some other tricks and awards, I guess, I don’t know, I wasn’t really paying attention)!
Seen above wearing the perfect gloves to wear if you’re planning on fisting Slimer, Sharon Stone didn’t give Cannes a taste of her A-list movie star glamour this year, because some luxury jewelry maker was too cheap to pay up. When Sharon Stone shows up to your event, the red carpet explodes into a wall of fire from all of the flashes from all of the cameras trying to get a picture of her. But you gotta pay for that kind of action.
Page Six says that the luxury jewelry brand de Grisogono held a party at the Hôtel du Cap-Eden-Roc and they wanted La Stone to bring some major star power to their event. A source says that Sharon slid them an invoice with her fee and rider on it, and they wrote the words, “You Crazy,” on it before sliding it right back. The source said this:
“She wanted $300,000 plus eight rooms at the [hotel] for a week and a private jet. They pulled out.”
Sharon’s rep tells Page Six that she never got an offer from de Grisogono. More like, never got an offer a star of her level would ever consider!
Instead of Sharon, de Grisogono got Bella Hadid and low-budget cheap whore Kim Kartrashian to come to their party. Kim got to wear a pair of their earrings but she had to give them back after the party.
Yes, $300,000 is probably more than Sharon’s last movie made, but that’s irrelevant. It’s Sharon Stone, star of a million masterpieces. She’s worth 45 Bella Hadids and 90 Kim Kartrashians, at least. Not to mention, that she also doubles as security. Since her ex-husband was attacked by a Komodo dragon, I’m sure she trained in the martial art of lizard fighting. So let’s say that a predatory lizard, like Woody Allen, crashed the party, Sharon Stone could easily take him down.
And since I mentioned Bella Hadid, here she is giving us my favorite elegant look of the festival while playing peek-a-poon with the photographers at a premiere.
Sharon Stone was nominated for an Oscar for playing the fucked-up gold digging mess Ginger in Casino and she was also in some of the shining jewels of the cinema like Catwoman, Basic Instinct 2, Diabolique, Sliver, Intersection, Gloria and Allan Quatermain (no sarcasm, those are all works of art). But then her illustrious career ate shit and she knew she had arrived at the bottom of the barrel when she found herself on the set of Law & Order: SVU. The horror of it all!
Sharon Stone is going on vacation and knows that the paps she calls are going to take close-up pictures of her 56-year-old nalgas in a bikini. Sharon told E! News that she knows the tabloids are going to draw a circle around her ass and say that it looks like something you serve with canned peaches to kids when you want them to have a healthy dessert. But Sharon says that her ass isn’t something found in a plastic tub with the name Knudsen on it. Sharon’s ass is way more refined than that, thankyouverymuch.
“I haven’t worked out in a couple of months because I just didn’t feel like it. But now I’m going on vacation and I know what they’re going to do—[the tabloids] are going to put a circle around my ass and do one of those crazy magnified pictures saying, ‘What happened to her ass? It’s a bag of cheese.’ I would just like to say it’s a fine triple crème brie! Right when they zoom in I should have a tattoo on my ass that says, ‘You wish you could get a bite of this.'”
Thank the fuck I’m not fancy and don’t eat fancy cheese, because I’d think of sticking my tongue in Sharon Stone’s ass every time I stuck my tongue in a piece of fine triple crème brie. Now if Sharon said her ass was like a jar of Tostitos queso, I’d be fucked. Eh, I’d eat it anyway.