Category: Bella Thorne
Bella Thorne And Charlie Puth Are Marvin Gaye-ing It
When the kids aren’t screaming over the drama between that one who left Fifth Harmony and the other Harmonies (translation for the oldies: it’s like Ginger leaving the Spice Girls, I think), they’re brain-burping up giant question marks over LiLo-in-training (copyright: Pop Culture Died in 2009) and my favorite ginger teen mess Bella Thorne doing a couple-y photo-op with Charlie Puth on a beach in Miami. If you’re an old who’s brain-burping up a giant question mark over the name “Charlie Puth,” he’s the Nickelodeon-ized Andy Samberg/Sam Smith hybrid who is responsible for causing Marvin Gaye’s body to roll into a pile of skeleton dust.
Presenting Natalie Portman’s Maternity Cape Glamour
Natalie Portman is currently knocked up with her second kid, so I can see why she’d want to show up to the Critics’ Choice Awards last night wearing your auntie’s two best tablecloths as a dress. When you’re shuffling down a red carpet for two, your number one priority is comfort. Your legs are tired, your arms are tired, your stomach looks like the overstuffed backpack of an airplane passenger that refuses to check a bag. Sometimes you just want to wear a cape-thing and call it a night.
Natalie took home the Critics’ Choice Award for Best Actress for her Jackie. I like to think Natalie kept with the throwback theme and her ensemble was an homage to 1960s maternity wear. Based on years of research (Joan and Betty’s pregnancies on Mad Men), I believe if you got knocked up in the 1960s you were legally required to dress like a deflated shower gel pouf.
It wasn’t all floaty-fabric capes. There were also floaty-fabric robes too.
Lady Gaga Gave Her Pink Hat The Night Off
I know Lady Gaga’s thing right now is hats, specifically that pink one that’s practically the official mascot of her Joanne promotional tour. So I shouldn’t have been surprised that she showed up to the American Music Awards last night in her biggest, stiffest-brimmed hat. It was nice of her to switch out that pink hat for the evening. I’m sure it was starting to get all limp from all the sweaty forehead foundation it was no doubt collecting and could use a good soak before the Grammys in February. Sorry AMAs, but you get the backup hat.
Bella Thorne Says Studios Have Told Her She’s “Too Out There” With Her Bisexuality
Bella Thorne, seen above drinking Fanta like we all do, recently spoke to Maxim about lots of stuff that I’m sure the average Maxim reader really appreciated knowing. Bella talked about wanting to do Demi Lovato, the numerous thirst traps she sets on Instagram and her boyfriend Tyler Posey. She also talked about coming out as bisexual and how some uptight industry people responded to that declaration by telling her to turn it down.
Back in August, Bella admitted she was bi after people asked about a Snapchat of her kissing her brother’s ex-girlfriend. Ever since then, she’s made no secret about her sexual identity on Instagram and Snapchat. Bella says her fans were supportive of her, but publicists and studios weren’t feeling it.
“It is hard in this business for us. It really is. I have already had people talk shit to me. And it comes from people in the industry, not even fans. I’ve had studios tell me my image is too ‘out there,’ hinting at it but not really saying it. [Publicists] tell me all the time about my social media and my Snapchat, but I’m not going to change myself for this business, and I’m not going to change myself for anyone else.”
I’m pretty sure Bella’s not the only 19-year-old taking thirsty bikini selfies for Instagram likes and making out with a variety of people on Snapchat, so I have no idea why these publicists and studio people are so shocked that she’s doing that kind of stuff. It’s like Bella works in some kind of weird part of Hollywood that only employs sweet Midwestern ladies in their mid-40s named Jeanie who are still all shook up from that time they walked past a topless mannequin at Dillard’s.
Pic: Galore
Bella Thorne Made Out With Fake Gay Tyler Posey
This is one way to throw your coming out into reverse.
TMZ reports that actress and mean girl witch-hunter Bella Thorne (whose name I always speed-read as “Bella Throne” and it calls to mind a luxury Italian toilet brand) was papped making out with the fake gay Tyler Posey. Teen Wolf jokingly came out of the closet a couple of weeks ago. This was followed by the Internet after him for making light of that particular process. Well, this confirms it! He’s just a socially tone-deaf pinhead and not really into man ass.
Open Post: Hosted By Bella Thorne’s Tattooed Eyebrow Situation
18-year-old Bella Thorne is an actress, a one-time moneymaker for Mickey Mouse, and now I can say that she’s also a disciple of eyebrow beauty who knows that sometimes you need to go through a little pain for exquisitely crafted eye valances that look like two furry worms after a haircut.
Last Sunday, Bella took her Snapchat followers on a journey that started with her natural grown brows and ended with a pair of tiny tattooed raccoon tails over her eyes. Bella Thorne went through some shit called microblading. Yes, I slapped myself in the eyebrow area after reading about it, because I’ve never heard of it before. What a sad excuse for an eyebrow aficionado, I am. Vogue says that microblading is basically a technique that involves applying semi-permanent veggie dye with a carving tool. It makes the brows look thicker. It fades over time and tends to last one to two years.
Here’s all of Bella’s snaps, and there’s even something for you nasty scat queens, because at one point it looks like Bella’s got diarrhea noodles on her face:
https://youtu.be/xTry7VHDgsA
Those semi-permanent trompe l’oeil brows look like the wings of a hawk in a Bob Ross painting, so therefore they ARE the look. Those Cara Delevingne-lite brows even made Bella’s nose look smaller and her lips look bigger. The power of a strong brow knows no bounds!
And here’s pictures from last April of Bella shooting something while working her non-tattooed eyebrow situation:
Pics: Wenn.com