Someone hacked into Miley Cyrus’s e-mail last fall and over the weekend he leaked the most scandalous dish on the teenage Christian singer to date.
Boy, must Disney be pissed.
The hacker TrainReq liberated a bunch of photos Miley reportedly took of herself for Nick Jonas, the singer in the ever-virginal Jonas Brothers. Let’s just say we need to wash his eyes out with soap.
On DigitalGangster.com, TrainReq brags about the rest of the dirt he snagged from her email:
“i have worse pictures than these, and those are prob getting sold … I will attempt to sell some other sh*t i have on her… but i do belive the shower pic is the most raunchiest pic i have of her. I saw alot of juicy emails, but I never thought of saving them.. now I kick myself for not.. there where so many juicy emails that I read… ones with her talking to nick about the night they f*cked, etc.
Hmm, this guy makes Annie Leibovitz look like a freaking chastity belt.
According to New Scientist:
Goodbye air pollution and smoky chimneys, hello brighter days. That’s been the trend in Europe for the past three decades — but unfortunately cleaning up the skies has allowed more of the sun’s rays to pierce the atmosphere, contributing to at least half the warming that has occurred…
“The decrease in aerosols probably accounts for at least half of the warming over Europe in the last 30 years,” says Rolf Philipona, a co-author of the study at MeteoSwiss, Switzerland’s national weather service.
I take back what I said before about all your private-jetting around, Gordon. You’re actually trying to make things cooler, environmentally if not musically. Keep up the good work!
(Hat tip: Hot Air)
The plastic surgeon whom Michael Jackson continues to deny he sees is being sued for $100-million by his former partners.
Steven “Doc Hollywood” Hoefflin, who reportedly also has treated disfigured Elizabeth Taylor, Sylvester Stallone, and Donald Trump, then checked himself into Cedars-Sinai Medical Center’s psych ward presumably to treat the stress brought on by the legal matter.
Here’s hoping the defamation lawsuit will bring to light more details about what, exactly, Michael Jackson has elected to do to his face.
And isn’t anyone curious to know what work The Donald has had done? My money’s on tweaking his sneer.
Nicole Richie and Paris Hilton made like groupies and took in a Good Charlotte concert in Vegas over the weekend.
But then Nicole got into it with some girl and had to be whisked away by security outside the Hard Rock Hotel (which is about as hard rock as Good Charlotte).
I’m all for catfights — I find them entertaining — but according to the Las Vegas Review-Journal, just recently Nicole talked about how she’s trying to become a better role model for her infant Harlow:
Richie, whose daughter is 5 months old, recently vowed she would not be getting in trouble anymore “because I want my child to look up to me. … I want to show her the right path.”
Does a bar scuffle count as trouble?
In a brilliant little voicemail that Gawker managed to get their hands on, Lindsay Lohan’s dad Michael swore up and down he will never speak her name to the media again.
“I’ve been trying to reach you for a week now. I know that you were annoyed that I gave an interview and my need to comment about the people you are around, and obviously you took offense to it. Honey, I’m sorry. I am telling you, I just love you. And I promise you, I absolutely promise you, I will not mention your name in the press, at all, ever again… I promise you, I’ll keep questions out of the press, when it comes to you I promise. Just please, please, honey, call me or pick up the phone. You need to promise me.”
He does grovel well, I’ll give the man that.
Funny thing is? Just a few weeks after he left the voicemail, he kind of outed his daughter as a lesbian:
Michael Lohan isn’t playing dumb when it comes to his daughter Lindsay’s close relationship with deejay Samantha Ronson.
Days after photos of them nuzzling necks in Cannes, France, surfaced, he tells Usmagazine.com in an e-mail their relationship “is evident to anyone with half a brain.”
Is it just me or have the Lohans been in the media more than ever since they announced they’re not going to talk to the media anymore?
At this point it’s almost redundant to go into it, but Sting still isn’t setting a good example on the WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE FROM GLOBAL WARMING!!! front. According to the Daily Mail, he’s still private-jetting around like there’s no tomorrow:
The Police front man, who has long been a campaigner on environmental issues, was spotted disembarking from the plane alone at Leipzig airport. He was then bussed into the city centre to perform with the rest of the band on Saturday.
Sting, aka Gordon Sumner, then flew home yesterday to perform The Police’s last ever concert in the UK at London’s Hyde Park Calling festival, although it is not known if he returned alone.
That’s two private jet flights in one day. You’d think after the Police were declared the “dirtiest band in the world” (and not in a good way) and Sting got up onstage at Live Earth and vowed to reduce his carbon footprint, he might make more of an effort. Think of the rainforest, Gordon!
Or maybe he is making an effort. Maybe he used to burn big piles of semi-truck tires and polar bear corpses just to watch the pretty colors. So he’s not doing that anymore. We should take that into consideration.
(Hat tip to Deceiver reader Ashley)
P.S. Alternate headline: Sting Walks on Moon, Flies Everywhere Else
I enjoy a good “told ya so” a great deal more than most people would admit.
So it’s with malicious glee that I present to you Steven Tyler, finally telling the truth about why he went to rehab:
“To have your feet done, to have your leg done, you have to be on narcotics,” Tyler told The Associated Press on Friday. “You have to be on sleep aids at night. I don’t know about Joe (Perry) but I was off and running and I didn’t like the me that was me… This was a month ago, so I just put the brakes on and checked into detox and just pulled the plug on all of it.”
I knew that whole “wah, my feet hurt” excuse was a total fabrication.
Nyah, nyah, nyah.
It’s been a while since we’ve reported on Amy Winehouse’s ongoing addiction struggle, but her dad Mitch spoke out yesterday about her health problems and it’s a pretty sorry state of affairs:
“The doctors have said that if she had continued the way she was going she could have ended up an invalid — she wouldn’t have been able to breathe. With smoking the crack cocaine and the cigarettes her lungs are all gunked up. There are nodules around the chest and dark marks. She’s got 70 per cent lung capacity. “
That is bad news for a girl her age – not to mention it’s pretty hard to sing if you can’t even fill your lungs.
Her dad also had a warning for her pal Pete Doherty, who pledged a few months ago to help Amy get off drugs:
Mitch has urged her drug dealers and addict friends such as rocker Pete Doherty – who has been spending time with the 24-year-old since his release from prison last month – to stay away from her.
“I’m saying to those drug dealers, and they know who they are, if they are supplying crack to Amy, then they’ve got to take responsibility. I don’t want her hanging out with her mates like Pete Doherty either,” he said.
I mean, no kidding. Talk about removing the plank from your own eye first.
British singer Leona Lewis (whose chart-topper “Bleeding Love” you’d definitely recognize) has been crowned PETA’s Sexiest Vegetarian:
Lewis—whose album Spirit made her the first British artist to top the U.S. Billboard chart with a debut album—has a squeaky clean history. And when it comes to the dirty business of animal abuse, she’s a woman of action. “I am vegetarian so I don’t have clothes, shoes or bags made from leather or suede or any animal products. … I’m on a mission,” she says.
Hold up.
That bag you see there on the right? It’s Prada. It costs $990, and it’s leather. Plus it has feathers — from birds.
And then there was the time in January when she went on MTV’s TRL and wore a leather jacket.
And before that, she didn’t seem to object when X Factor (which is kinda the U.K.’s version of American Idol) made her over and slapped a pretty slammin’ leather bomber on her.
Is this really the best PETA can do?
The long-awaited parenting book written by Britney and Jamie Lynn’s mom has changed a lot since it stalled following her youngest daughter catching a case of pregnancy.
Lynne Spears’s surefire bestseller Through the Storm: A Real Story of Fame and Family in a Tabloid World is set for release in September.
Also known as “just after she’s become a grandmother for the third time to a child who will surely need years upon years of therapy just to reach 18.” Hopefully without getting knocked up or divorced first.
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