It’s no secret that James Woods loves running his mouth off on Twitter (it’s how he recently found himself without an agent). He also loves Donald Trump. So James was very upset when the people of London, England greeted Trump with a giant orange baby balloon on Friday. Lawyer for Stormy Daniels, enemy of Trump, and the internet’s favorite legal hunk Michael Avenatti happened to be in London during Trump’s visit and spoke live with BBC News. I would have figured that James Woods was the type who owned a special TV that played only Fox News and The Hard Way, but apparently James also gets BBC News.
When Forbes said that Kylie Jenner could potentially be the youngest self-made billionaire last week, a whole lot were made. “Self-made” would imply that Kylie hoisted herself up by the straps of her $1600 Balmain boots to start an almost-billion dollar cosmetics empire. The reality is that Kylie most likely had more help than her lips.
Kim Kardashian and Kris Jenner would disagree. According to them, Kylie totally made it on her own and it had nothing to do with her famous last name or siblings.
When fifth-in-line to the crown Prince Louis arrived to St. James’s Palace for his Christening last week, his grand entrance wasn’t so grand. I was expecting some razzle-dazzle, like a Kensington Palace-branded t-shirt gun fired by Unky Harry. But all we got was Duchess Kate carrying a bundle of curtains with a sleeping Prince Louis inside, then later, a partially-awake Prince Louis. Obviously Prince Louis was saving the charm for the official portraits released after the show.
Despite Pete Davidson putting an engagement ring on Ariana Grande’s finger last month, the cynical love-hater in me had a tiny suspicion that they might not make it to a wedding. I saw it more as a relationship based on getting tattoos that would meet its end when they ran out of room on their bodies. But if the sleuths on the internet are to be believed, then I’m very wrong. Not only is Pete serious enough about Ariana to give her his father’s FDNY chain, it might be a clue to their wedding date.
If you’re the type of person who gets off on nostalgia tourism, and it would really make your year to get your picture taken in front of what was once the hottest spot to be on a Friday night in high school, then you better book a ticket to Oregon. Because that’s where the last lonely and sad Blockbuster location in all of the United States of America will be.
It would appear that whatever little voice was telling Scarlett Johansson to make some supremely questionable career decisions took a late lunch recently and forgot to come back. Because the voice that tells her to think twice about the consequences clearly got some one-on-one time and advised her to rethink that whole “playing a trans man who looks absolutely nothing like me” thing. Scarlett is no longer playing trans man Dante “Tex” Gill in Rub & Tug.