Hopefully, Alec Baldwin’s “sometimes mommy” Hilaria Baldwin was on standby at the Vancouver International Airport, waiting to creepily cradle his perpetually petulant ass in her lap as soon as he touched down because he recently whined like a big ol’ baby on Instagram about his flight there getting delayed by 7 ½ hours. Naturally, most commenters had no sympathy for him. But at least no one was hurt over it (this time).
Bethenny Frankel, of former The Real Housewives of New York City fame and of current “yelling loudly about something from her luxurious closet and posting it on Instagram” fame, defended Gwyneth Paltrow’s restrictive bone broth slurping diet just a few short weeks ago; because she thinks Goopy’s demographic is too old to be influenced into eating disorders. But Bethenny, the creator of Skinnygirl brand margaritas, salad dressings, shapewear, and probably tampons at some point, does draw a line somewhere; she just took aim at the celebrity-loved trend of using Ozempic for weight loss. Why? Because she says, it could cause eating disorders and body dysmorphia, along with other dangers.
Because everyone was wondering exactly how Alec Baldwin, 63, spends his time when he’s not awkwardly seethe-mounting wife Hilaria Baldwin to install more of his fierce sperm army into her indefatigable baby-making bits, he and his chillingly whispery, quiet-killer voice are here to tell us they are unhappy. Angry, even.
Somewhere in the misty distance, a thought bubble is forming over daughter Ireland Baldwin‘s head: “Wait, he’s not going to call me a thoughtless little pig again, is he?” Not this time. Not yet, anyway. Alec’s latest “shakes fist at sky” moment is directed at cancel culture, and no one is safe.