Kate Beckinsale Denied She’s Dating Machine Gun Kelly While Slapping A Troll In Her Instagram Comments
Over the weekend, Kate Beckinsale wasn’t spotted running up and down Hollywood Blvd shouting “I’m fucking Machine Gun Kelly and I don’t care who knows it!”, but she was seen getting into the same car as him while leaving a Golden Globes after-party at the Chateau Marmont, which is basically the same thing. Since we already know her taste in men is, um, unusual, her dating Machine Gun Kelly is mostly notable for the fact that he’s best friends with her ex Pete Davidson. Some people didn’t love to see it. Well, Kate says not to worry. According to Page Six, she responded to an inquiry into her sex life in her Instagram comments, claiming she’s not fucking MGK, and politely imploring that person to “get a fucking life.”
This isn’t the first time Kate’s engaged with randos who make rude comments on her Instagram. She even once wiped her entire IG clean once after a tussle with David Spade. It doesn’t get any more random than that! Page Six reports:
One of “The Widow” star’s Instagram followers commented on a post of hers, writing, “Machine gun Kelly Really? I’m out!!! You are now infected.”
Beckinsale, 46, who’s well known for a great clap back, responded, “why don’t you worry about things that are actually happening and donate to the Australian wild fires rather than waste your time on things that are not happening and never were and also please get a fucking life.”
Another follower gave Beckinsale a suggestion, writing, “U need a man,” to which she snapped, “maybe you do since it’s so much on your mind xx.”
Here’s the post that caused all the ruckus.
Somebody please humanely euthanize me if I should ever one day become as beautiful and glamorous as Kate Beckinsale, and I waste my time pouring cat wine for my cat and responding to internet trolls. That’s no way to live if you’re rich and have a soft focus filter that follows you around wherever you go. No, if I’m pouring wine for my pussy, it’ll be real wine, and if anybody tries to date shame me for allegedly fucking a white rapper who’s best friends with my young-enough-to-be-my-son ex boyfriend, I’ll quietly arrange to have them killed. In this scenario, I’m Kate Beckeinsale! I do what I want! But in real life, Kate Beckinsale is Kate Beckinsale, and that Kate Beckinsale also does what she wants. Which, I must concede, is only fair.