Gwyneth Paltrow accepts responsibility for saving a woman's life on 9/11. Terrorists want to maim David Letterman. Jennifer Hudson is prefers losing weight to winning Oscars. The suicidal Housewives star's family might sue Bravo. Thursday gossip is "deeply moved."
George Clooney's rumored rebound fling could fling him across the room. Carey Mulligan gets engaged. Kim Kardashian emulates Kate Middleton. Hugh Hefner planks. Demi Lovato credits her success to Barney the dinosaur. Thursday gossip dominates.
Prince William and Kate Middleton rub shoulders with normals. Katie Holmes barks like a dog. Samantha Ronson's mugshot is everything you hoped for. Paris Hilton and Brittny Gastineau have a party-off. Wednesday gossip keeps its toiletries in 3-oz. containers.
Gwyneth's children are members of the tribe. Lindsay Lohan's so-called assault victim sues. Paris Hilton storms out of an interview. Jennifer Aniston introduces her boyfriend to her dad. Thursday gossip is a question of faith.
Apparently sales of the book To Kill a Mockingbird have skyrocketed 123 percent on Amazon.co.uk after "footie" star David Beckham and his wife Victoria, the Posh of Spice, named their daughter "Harper." Now that Oprah has retired, an author's only hope for a bestseller is getting a celeb baby named after them.
Here's the trailer for Steven Soderbergh's latest film, Contagion, in which Gwyneth Paltrow plays the Patient Zero of an avian flu epidemic that [SPOILER ALERT] kills a lot of people. Including Gwyneth! No kale juice cleanses or hot stone massages are going to clear up this nasty little bug, no sir. As if that isn't a selling point already, you get Matt Damon as her "grieving" husband (he's so good, you almost believe him), Kate Winslet as a recovering Purellaholic, and Marion Cotillard as a sneeze-ballistics expert. And we haven't even mentioned Jude Law or Morpheus yet! But whatever, the real breakout star of this movie is the bearded doctor who gets to say, "Your wife is dead." That guy is about to become the most popular man on the planet. Congrats, dude! You made it. [via NYM]
Halle Berry was trapped in her house by a stalker. William and Kate have left the country. Anthony Weiner flew to Miami to reconcile with his wife. Gwyneth Paltrow went on vacation to rub her bikini body in your face. Monday's gossip doesn't know if it's coming or going.
Country-singing colon-irrigationist Gwyneth Paltrow offered the following epicurean observation on her recent visit to a British talk show:
Gwyneth Paltrow gets pulled over by the NYPD. Heidi Montag works out 14 hours a day and has "shooting pains" in her breasts. Beyonce's mother is a diva. A new Miss USA is crowned. Monday gossip fought the law.
Ross Matthews, Jay Leno's former dandy jester turned Chelsea Lately panelist, recently lost a bunch of weight. Good for him! How'd he do it? Through terrible shame. Terrible shame instilled in him by none other than diamond willow reed Gwyneth Paltrow.
Megan Fox's "woman empowerment" rendered her incompatible with Michael Bay. Gwyneth Paltrow seeks genius tutor for children. Scarlett Johansson breaks up with Sean Penn. TGIFriday gossip.
Announcing herself this morning on the dual social networking platforms of Facebook and Twitter, pulsating cloud of wishes and light Gwyneth Paltrow has come roaring into the 21st century, ready to conquer the new media world just as she did country music.
"But as Gwyneth once said to me, ‘Once you're A-list, you're always A-list,' and I try to remember that." —Courtney Love, in part 2 of her interview with The Fix. She's at least as reliable as the anonymous fabulists on tabloid payrolls, right? Actually, don't answer that. I really want this quote to be true.
It seems that America's sweetheart might not be recording an album after all. Also today: Zach Galifianakis starts shit with January Jones, Wills and Kate swim with sharks, and Leo DiCaprio and Justin Timberlake know all the best ladies.
Last week, the GOOP-itrix herself, Gwyneth Paltrow, appeared on the Graham Norton Show (which is like The Tonight Show if Jay Leno was Irish, gay, and actually funny). She rapped. Yes, she did the first few lines of the NWA classic "Straight out of Compton."
In your fed-up Wednesday media column: Bill Keller must be stopped, a new Encyclopedia of News, the LAT's long-awaited vindication, Katie Couric considered, and Gwyneth declines to launch a magazine, thank god.
Gwyneth Paltrow's GOOP garden plan raises eyebrows. Leo and Bar Rafaeli break up. Lindsay Lohan's probation report says she was secretly drunk this whole time. Thursday gossip catches Miley Cyrus' attention.
Last night's episode of Tunebots: A Musical had our kids feeling sad and neglected, unable to raise funds for their big trip to Nationals. Also Will was sad-ish about Holly Holiday. Yes, Ms. Paltrow was back, squeezing out another song.
The Gwyneth Paltrow media onslaught continues today, with a Talk of the Town piece in The New Yorker about the wisp of diamond vapor's new cookbook. The piece is mostly the usual assemblage of celebrity friends fawning over her culinary acumen, we learn nothing new, but there is one truly amazing tidbit.
