Probably one of the juiciest articles I’ve ever read. In 1998, before she was “Jenny from the Block” “J.Lo” or half of “Bennifer” – she was a shit talker with an ego the size of her azz. And that’s a BIG azz. (Movieline)
Nothing says romance like “recycled platinum” and “conflict free diamonds.” Ugh even her jewellery is annoying and pretentious. (US Magazine)
It seems that The Carrie Diaries is a go – despite the fact that no one cares about Sex and the City anymore and the franchises’ last film was an embarrassment and a disgrace. Regardless, we have a new Carrie. And it’s not Blake Lively. It’s that chick from that surfing movie who lost an arm to a shark. Yeah, no one cared about that movie either. (HuffPost TV)
I don’t buy this “water under the bridge” act. If you recall, the drama between Owen and Kate was intense; too intense to be ignored in favour of baby cell phone pics. P.S. Owen baby’s name is Rob Ford. (Wonderwall)
The meeting of the slumdogs. God, I would give my first born to be a fly on the wall for this interaction. Ugh, don’t you just wish you could go back in time and show 1998 J.Lo a picture of Casper? That would surely put her ego in check. (Celebitchy)
Uma’s rumoured pregnancy is confirmed. Are your smutty senses tingling like mine? If you are a fan of blind items like I am, you may have some questions about when Uma conceived. (Lainey Gossip)
When will they rename this show Dancing With Debbie Desperate? (People)
