Selena Gomez is known for posting sexy photos on Instagram, but this latest one might be her most scandalous yet. Fresh off her PDA-filled night out with The Weeknd, the «Hands to Myself» singer stripped down to nothing but a gold thong and matching hoop earrings for an impromptu photo shoot with celebrity photographer Mert Alas on Wednesday. «Beauty and the Beast,» he captioned the now-deleted snap. The NSFW photo comes just a few months after Selena’s triumphant return to the spotlight at the American Music Awards after she checked into rehab to focus on her mental health. When accepting her award for favorite female artist, she got very emotional as she famously told her fans, «I don’t want to see your bodies on Instagram. I want to see what’s in here,» signaling to her heart. She may not be following her own advice this time, but we definitely don’t mind.
Prince William has rarely opened up about how he felt when his mother, Princess Diana, died. The prince did provide a rare glimpse into those turbulent years when he visited a UK center for grieving children. There, he found that he had tragic common ground with one little girl in particular.
Baldwin returns to tackle this week’s press conference. It’s just as we hoped and expected: «Pee pee» questions and urine puns. And shirtless Putin also brings out the tape and threatens Trump with it. They’re hitting all the necessary highlights, and appropriately making fun of Trump, but humor is more broad than cutting. I’ll take it, though, because it reinforces — unfairly or not — the embarrassing rumors about Trump. Given what Obama had to endure for four years, I’m OK with that.
«If you repeal Obamacare, many people could die,» someone from the press suggests. «Listen missy,» Trump responds. «I’m about to become President. Everyone is going to die.»
Oh God. It’s not funny because it’s true.
Jeff Goldblum is expanding his family! The 64-year-old actor and his 33-year-old wife, dancer Emilie Livingston, are expecting their second child together. Emilie announced the exciting news in a now-private Instagram snap of herself posing on top of a barrel, writing, «Round and round we go! I’m 15 weeks pregnant in this shot and I’m SO excited for our newest addition to the Goldblum family, arriving early April.» Jeff and Emilie tied the knot back in November 2014 and are already parents to 1-year-old son Charlie Ocean. We last caught a glimpse of Emilie’s baby bump during the family’s trip to Hawaii in December.
Fergie and Josh Duhamel celebrated a special milestone on Jan. 10: their 8th wedding anniversary. In honor of the occasion, both stars shared cute Instagrams on Tuesday. Fergie kicked things off by posting a shot of her and Josh at sea, writing, «Happy 8th anniversary to my bae 💋💋.» Josh quickly followed suit and expressed similar sentiments by uploading two snaps featuring their 3-year-old son, Axl, at the beach. While the photos may not have been as sizzling as their recent Hawaiian vacation, they certainly are adorable.
Let me say this, if there’s a bunch of girls like Mari here walking around campus at FAU in Boca, then Lane Kiffin isn’t going to get shit done. THere’s a zero percent chance that a horndog like Lane can control himself if there’s waves of attractive chicks like this strolling to class. He might just be stuck there forever. Honestly, that might be what he wants. Live in Boca, looks at hot girls all day and coach a mediocre football team the rest of his life.
Do you know a college girl we need to meet? Let us know: firstname.lastname@example.org or IG/@bustedcoverage.
Octavia Spencer Went Commando at the Golden Globes and Shared That Info With Casey Affleck of All People
Octavia Spencer is currently celebrating having the No. 1 movie at the box office, and the actress paid a visit to The Ellen DeGeneres Show during what we imagine has to be a very exciting week. Not only did Hidden Figures, the true story of three brilliant women who worked at NASA during a crucial moment in history, blow past the new Star Wars film in theaters, but Octavia also attended the Golden Globes on Sunday and had a real blast — mostly because she wasn’t wearing any underwear.
Octavia told Ellen that because she chose to wear a tuxedo to the event, she got to be «freer,» cheekily adding, «Less underwear.» She then recounted how she told Casey Affleck (of all people) about her «freedom,» and Ellen blessed us with a photo of the exact moment that Octavia shared the news with him — and both of their reactions are gold. Can we party with Octavia, please?
Catch Me (I’m Falling) isn’t only the name of a musical masterpiece from 1987, it’s also the words you probably screamed after you inhaled the giant cloud of AquaNet (pink can) fumes wafting off of that picture and were completely knocked over from the intense glamour of it all. Every time I listen to Catch Me (I’m Falling), which is a lot, I can feel my hair tease itself and my shoulders start to shimmy on their own. Philadelphia’s own Pretty Poison is still together and the group is made up of Peg Bundy’s style icon Jade Starling (who is also a gay-rights activist), Kaya Pryor and Whey Cooler (which is a great name for a new wave drag queen as well as a great name for a refreshing protein supplement drink).
Wikipedia tells me that Pretty Poison had a minor hit in 1984 with Nighttime, but they really shot to the top in 1987 when they released their opus Catch Me (I’m Falling), which was on the soundtrack for the movie Hiding Out starring Jon Cryer and Annabeth Gish. They released several albums and singles after that, and still play festivals and shows, but Catch Me (I’m Falling) will probably forever be their Mona Lisa. As it should be!
I haven’t seen the video for Catch Me in a zillion years and forgot about how much hotness is in it from the dancers moving like happy zombies on bath salts to Jade Starling throwing massive loads of raw sex at the camera while done up in Y Kant Tori Read glamour. It looks like a Wilson’s Leather and a Charlotte Russe had a sloppy fight on Jade Starling’s body and that is beyond the look.
If you ever find yourself at a dumb company retreat and they make you do that stupid trust full shit, you owe it to yourself to say in a breathy voice, “Are you ready boy, here I come, catch me, I’m falling…”
Things have escalated quickly in the surprise Robin Thicke and Paula Patton custody battle.
Marvin Gaye fan, Robin, rolled up on his ex-wife’s home yesterday morning, accompanied by the L.A. county sheriff’s deputies. He was also clutching a court order in his ass-prospectin’ hand that said he could have time with his 6-year-old son, Julian. The cops went in, and TMZ reports that Julian told them he didn’t want to go with dad because he was scared of him. The deputies came out and told Robin they weren’t going to take Julian against his will.
Let’s back up.
We found out yesterday that the DCFS has retrieved one of those dreaded manila folders from the supply closet and labeled it “Child Abuse?” in regards to Robin. Son Julian reportedly told people at his school that Robin was spanking him excessively. Paula found out and added “Uh, spanks? Try punches. And the nanny claims he was hitting the bong in front of him. Did I add that I think he might be pre-gaming for Julian’s school events?” to the accusations.
Paula filed an emergency court order to limit Robin’s visits with Julian, and restrict them to daytime only and insisted that a monitor be present. A judge didn’t go for it. Robin got L.A.’s finest involved because, when he rang up Paula to facilitate picking up his son for a visit, she allegedly did what I do when a bill collector calls and screened that shit.
Robin is reportedly out of frame in the video, but cops explain to a visibly distraught Paula (that’s her wearing the red bandana up top) and the woman with her that they had to go in and talk to Julian because it’s what the law requires. They also explain that they won’t be handing Julian over to Robin, because that’s not how they operate.
The tug-of-war over a kid is relatively soul-shredding. TMZ has a source from Robin’s side that claims these two are nearing some “middle ground” in regards to custody. Normally, a cop car isn’t parked on “middle ground” but we’ll wait and see.
What I was left with from this sad story is that I like what Paula has done with the grounds of her Malibu home. It’s not too manicured, but she’s made sure her landscaper hasn’t let the mulch take over. I hate that. As you can tell, custody battles are a comedy killer (like UTI’s and those Sarah Mclachlan animal torture videos).
Original Dreamgirls Jennifer Holliday was scheduled to perform at President-elect Donald Trump’s inauguration next week, but now she’s telling you that she’s not going. Maybe the “death threats, suggestions of suicide, warnings of boycott and racial slurs” that she told Billboard she received on social media after announcing the gig got to her? Or there weren’t enough zeroes on the impending White House’s check? Let’s find out!
The Wrap reports that Jennifer, who most recently played Shug Avery in The Color Purple on Broadway, sent them an open letter explaining her decision.
The “Dreamgirls” star apologized to the LGBT community, saying she was “uneducated on the issues that affect every American at this crucial time in history and for causing such dismay and heartbreak to my fans.”
“My only choice must now be to stand with the LGBT Community and to state unequivocally that I WILL NOT PERFORM FOR THE WELCOME CONCERT OR FOR ANY OF THE INAUGURATION FESTIVITIES!”
Holliday ends her letter telling her gay fans: “Please know that I HEAR YOU and I feel your pain. The LGBT Community was mostly responsible for birthing my career and I am deeply indebted to you… You have loved me faithfully and unconditionally and for so many years you provided me with work even though my star had long since faded.”
That was quite the about face. Jennifer also told them that the breaking point for her was when she saw a headline on The Daily Beast that read “Jennifer Holliday Will Perform at Trump’s Inauguration, Which Is Heartbreaking to Gay Fans”
Speaking as a gay, my heart wasn’t broken. Honestly, I felt a little sad for the inauguration festivities after reading she bounced. The line-up is Jackie Evancho (who must be thanking everything holy that she’s been in the news so much), professional deplorable Toby Keith, 3 Doors Down, a Bruce Springsteen cover band, and maybe one and a half of the Rockettes. Party! And still no Chachi. What does it say about your career prospects when you can’t even score a slot on this roster? That’s one low rent-event. At least the poor saps attending were getting someone who could blow in Jennifer. Not anymore.
Before Jennifer made her decision to pull out, she talked to Billboard about why she was going through with it initially. She said that she has performed for presidents on both sides of the political aisle and it wasn’t about Trump, it was about “the people of America.”
“I haven’t even endorsed anything,” she says, “I’m not singing for Donald Trump; I’m singing to welcome the people of America. He cannot be the only face that’s gonna represent us. And just to have all white people up there singing is not going to be a fair representation either.
Jennifer also spoke on her lack of need for SPF after she announced the gig. The “nobody knows I’m alive” part almost made me tear up. Although it could also be all the cigarette smoke from this Las Vegas casino coffee shop in which I’m typing (don’t ask).
“So you’re just saying don’t go? Really? I’m just very disheartened by it that it would be so much hate. I was like, nobody knows that I’m alive and then I decide to sing a song and I wake up and they all hate me.
Not everyone hates you, Ms. Holliday. They have a video night at one of the gay bars in my homeland, and the VJ always play a clip of her performing “And I Am Telling You I’m Not Going” It lasts for approximately 3.5 hours, and that’s when I go to pee because I know I won’t miss any videos that I actually want to see in that timespan. So my heart (and bladder) will always be bidding Jennifer Holliday a sincere “thank-you.”