Admitting that you only wash your hair every two weeks sounds like something you’d hear a clueless divorced 55-year-old admit on Queer Eye, only to have Jonathan Van Ness gasp and exclaim “Please don’t also tell me that bi-monthly wash is done with the same soap you wash your junk with.” But the admission is coming from one of the Fab Five, and it’s Antoni Porowski. Antoni was recently asked about his grooming routine for Into The Gloss. After a quick plug for the gummy vitamins he gets paid to eat and a long list of fancy products he uses for his face, he talked about his hair routine. Or should I say, lack of hair routine.
I’m personally okay with people calling me whatever they like, just so long as it’s not “miss” in a bitchy tone from someone in a manager-requesting haircut. Keiynan Lonsdale, who you might know as Kid Flash on The CW’s The Flash, has recently said that “tree” is the preferred pronoun that tree prefers. No, that wasn’t a typo – it’s tree.
When January Jones got knocked up eons ago with a “mystery” baby, nobody knew who the father was. And you sure as shit weren’t going to find out from January Jones herself, because she wasn’t interested in telling (at least not right now). January still doesn’t want to talk about who the father of her 5-year-old son Xander Jones is, but she will talk about how she isn’t holding auditions for Xander’s new dad.
I’ve been to a couple wedding showers, and one thing that happened at all of them was a book would get passed around that you were supposed to write advice for a happy marriage to the bride and groom. My advice was always “Don’t judge them too harshly if you catch them eating Doritos on the toilet“, because really, nobody should be made to feel guilty for that kind of a choice. If Hugh Grant were at those same wedding showers, I know what advice he’d write down. “Put your penis in whomever you want.”
The NASCAR Sprint Cup Series Daytona 500, Central East Florida’s second-classiest annual event (the first being Daytona Beach Bike Week, obviously), happened this weekend. Thanks to Page Six, I learned that there’s always a grand marshal at the Daytona 500. I’m sure they would have loved to get someone who truly embodies the spirit of Daytona Beach, but sadly The Gronk was out of town. Instead, they got Gerard Butler. And shock of all shocks, one of the first things Grand Marshal Butler did was hit on someone.
A source tells Page Six that Horny Gerry was seen working his sexy Scottish game on 22-year-old model Charlotte McKinney (on the left). If that name isn’t ringing a bell, you might know her as Michael calls her: the big-tittied blond model who isn’t Kate Upton. Now, as of December, Charlotte was dating Stephen Dorff. But that didn’t stop Gerard from trying to get her number. Gerard’s boner knows no loyalty!
No word on whether or not he got her number. Since it’s Gerard Butler we’re talking about, it’s safe to assume he probably ended up passed out ass-naked in his hotel room next to someone.
However, that picture of Charlotte in her extremely tasteful white formal romper (too tasteful for a NASCAR event if you ask me) sitting with John Cena and Gerard gives us all the clues we need. The answer to the question “Did Gerard get her number?” is…of course he didn’t! And it’s pretty obvious why. If you’re going to scribble your digits on anyone’s palm, it’s going to belong to that dreamy jorts-wearing bundle of muscles John Cena.
During a recent interview with The Watchtower for basics and sorority girls (aka Cosmopolitan), Amazonian Snu-Snu stripper goddess Amber Rose spoke about that time she was a stripper. For those of you thinking “Wait, she’s not still a stripper?” – no, Amber Rose isn’t a stripper anymore. She’s a professional sexy lady who wears stripper clothes, and that’s a totally different thing. But she was once a stripper, and she’d like to talk about those times. Sadly, she doesn’t also rip a fat word fart in Khloe Kardashian’s direction, like the last time she talked about stripping. But she does sort of throw a little subtle shade Kanye West’s way, so there’s that. Amber Rose truly knows what the people want.