Scarlett Johansson wasted no time in debuting her engagement ring from fiancé Ryan Reynolds at last night’s Costume Institute Gala at NYC’s Metropolitan Museum of Art. Pretty much every celebrity you can imagine was in attendance (except for Reynolds), and 95 percent of the wardrobe choices made our heart cry.
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TABLOIDIBAN “Iran has banned nine lifestyle and cinema magazines for publishing pictures of ‘corrupt’ foreign film stars and details about their ‘decadent’ private lives … The publications were banned by the press commission watchdog for ‘publishing photographs of corrupt foreign artists and details about their decadent lives.’ … The most significant magazines banned are Donya-ye Tasvir (World of the Image), Sobh-e Zendegi (Morning of Life), Talash (Effort) and Haft (Seven). … The latest issue of Donya-ye Tasvir carried articles about several Hollywood female stars including Naomi Watts, Reese Witherspoon and Nicole Kidman, all accompanied by pictures.”
Vanity Fair is this month running yet another celebrity photo shoot and, guess what? For once, it’s cool!
The concept was to recreate famous scenes from Alfred Hitchcock films and some of the resultant shots are beautiful. Finally, an idea good enough that it makes Annie Leibovitz and her dozen assistants seem interesting.
Naomi Watts and Liev Schreiber are the proud new parents of one Alexander Pete Schreiber. Watts gave birth to the 89 lb 7 oz boy earlier this morning. He’s 11 and good at chess.
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It used to be that at the top of the list of reasons I’m glad I wasn’t born a woman—a short list, feminists—was because my parents disclosed to me that they tossed around “Marigold” as a name for a daughter. That’s now been replaced by the knowledge that, simply by virtue of not having ovaries, I will never be forced to squeeze something this size out of one of my sex organs.
The amazing thing about this is that Naomi Watts is only 13 weeks along. I think she may have to have an episiotomy.
Cleaning up dog shit is a very humbling experience. It’s also indicative of a willingness to accept responsibility for problems that could easily be ignored. By not cutting corners when it’s so easy to do so, this pregnant woman is effectively making the case that she will probably be a good mother. It’s doubtful she’ll be the one going, “But I thought the bleach was high enough.”
Let’s hope that she behaves as such even when the cameras aren’t around.
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Last night marked the 61st Annual Tony Awards, the smartest but poorest award show sister. Were the Tonys invited to Thanksgiving, they would have the best stories, but they’d also take home so many leftovers it would be sad. Along with a lot of begging for everyone to stop saying American theater is dead, the presentation offered dazzling musical numbers, fantastic dance pieces and a meeting of Phylicia Rashad and Angela Lansbury that immediately made the whole word 62 percent more classy and gave an angel its dignity. Other guests included Vanessa Williams, a very pregnant Naomi Watts, newly outed gay men, gay men outed years ago and gay men yet to be outed. In the off chance that you didn’t know, the Tonys are also the award show sister who has more fun with her gay friends on a Tuesday than you ever do on a Saturday.
PS Taye Diggs‘ wife, Idina Menzel, looks exactly like Angelina Jolie minus dozens of tattoos and children.
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Ivanka Trump at Fashion week last Spring. Ivanka Trump at the New york Babel premiere last night. Something seems different. Just. Can’t. Put my finger on them, I mean it.
The better for hiding the business school in, I assume.
I’m not sure what’s worse, Sandra Bullock’s black curtain dress with the ever-unflattering pocket pouch. (If there’s one thing most women don’t need it’s an extra bunch of fabric around the midsection.) Or the the sheet-with-a-neck-hole dress that Naomi Watts is hiding in. I mean, I don’t think either of these women are pregs, but these pictures don’t put up a strong case for non-spermination. Edward Norton probably just untucked his shirt and slouched a little fit in better with the sloppy fabulous theme.
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Naomi Watts wore a few baggy dresses this week, and you know what that means…she’s totally pregnant. Well, the dresses and she’s been seen leaving a fertility clinic a couple of times. So basically, speculation is awesome.
According to the various reports from down under, rumors started circulating after Watts was seen wearing “a series of baggy garments and photographed leaving a Brentwood, California, fertility clinic.”
Sydney’s Daily Telegraph newspaper reports it was “the second time Watts had been spotted visiting the clinic and that she was ‘sporting a definite glow’ when she attended the Shakespeare in the Park gala in New York City’s Central Park with beau Liev Schreiber on Thursday.”
I’ve never really thought of Watts as a glower, but the dress is suspicious. So either she’s with child or should hide that dress in the back of her closet because it makes her look as if she’s been packing on the lbs like it’s her job.
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That child is going to burn down my house. If I had a cat that child would skin it and leave it on the front porch. That is the reason I will not have children. I will probably never sleep soundly again.
No f-ing wonder that Julia Stiles said she had nightmares while filming The Omen. I’m sure he’s perfectly sweet while he is plotting his next demonic move. but there is something more going on with that kid. Either that, or give that kid an Oscar, he certainly is a convincing little devil. As the Denver Post quoted Stiles:
“I had horrible nightmares every single night when we were shooting the film,” she recalls. “I guess I tend to internalize things.
“My character is supposed to be very tormented by the whole situation,” Stiles continues, “because I play the mother of this boy. She truly loves her son, who happens to be the devil. This mom hides her fears and is afraid to voice them. My character does actually admit, ‘Yet, when I close my eyes, I see grotesque things.’
“That line sank into my head,” the actress says, “and I started seeing grotesque things at night while I was supposed to be sleeping. It didn’t help that my hotel room in Prague was next to the oldest cemetery.”
All the stars looked really lovely at the premiere of the film, but I can’t really focus on anything because I feel like tat child’s eyes are peering into my soul and seeing my demise.
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