Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Media-Whore's D'Oevres

(image via jjb)

Skank You: "TATTOOED rocker Tommy Lee will hook up just about anywhere and with anyone. Lee's raunchy bar behavior grossed out a room full of revelers at Dune in the Hamptons on Sunday night when the Motley Crue drummer and a blond party girl 'were flat-out [bleep]ing' on a banquette, according to multiple witnesses. One told us, 'When Tommy walked in, he asked, 'Is it cool to have sex in here?' The hostess thought he was kidding, but . . . then he just went to town with this girl." (PageSix)

"Looking into Bill Clinton’s eyes is like falling into a swimming pool. His eyes are deep and blue and comforting and, as person after person will tell you, when his eyes lock onto yours, you feel like you are the only other person in the world. Margarida Perreira, 48, of Manchester, N.H., can stand it no longer. 'Can I give you a kiss?' she asks him. 'Sure you can,' he says.She hugs him fiercely." (Politico/RogerSimon)

"I'm thrilled that Rob Zombie's remake of Halloween made $31 million over the Labor Day weekend. Not that the movie's all that good -- it isn't. But the first 45 minutes are so twisted and great that one has to give Zombie credit for slipping it into a dumb remake of a classic horror film ... (T)he fact that the movie made money contradicts all those newspaper essays on how "horror movies" are over at the box office. What also encourages me is that Rob Zombie was forced to make a lot of concessions when he directed House of 1,000 Corpses, but the movie was such a surprise hit he was able to get free reign when he did The Devil's Rejects which was a raw, outrageous, visceral, kick to it. Now that Halloween is a hit, it's likely Zombie will be able to get the next project off the ground without any problem ..." (Papermag)

"Designer John Whitledge, showing his second solo outing since he and his three CFDA-winning Trovata co-founders split ways, celebrated at Tunnel's former location not with bitchy put-downs, but a groovy party straight out of sixties-era Brazil. Perry Farrell of Jane’s Addiction fame played a three-song set while Capoeira dancers busted athletic moves in crisp white Trovata pants (not a split pair among them)." (NewYork)

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