Working as Paula Abdul's assistant is a masochistic lesson in mythology, because all your tasks are simultaneously Herculean and Sisyphean. Above, watch her throw a tantrum because all the airlines have selfishly grounded flights they were afraid might crash and kill hundreds of people. After the jump, listen closely for this cry for adoration: "I'm tired of people not treating me like the gift that I am." (I think I'm more tired of people not treating her.) And, though there's no irritating video evidence, today's Page Six shares another quirk about American Idol's own Baby Wets-A-Lot:
A spy says, "There's a salon chair in her house where she gets her hair and makeup done every day. She'll sit in it, set an alarm, and then, because she's on so many painkillers, pass out while her hair and makeup guy gets her ready for the day. When the alarm goes off she'll wake up, and God forbid the poor guy isn't done yet. All hell breaks loose."
What fun!
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*lol* baby wets a lot.
shes bananas and i kinda love her for it
I watched the first two episodes of Hey Paula! and then I swore off of it.
As much as I love my reality TV, especially "Celebreality," I just can't watch her fall apart every couple of minutes because her assistant forgot to pack her sweatpants.
She must pay really good. I don't know how you could get through a day that involves frequent cry breaks.
Anybody remember that Seinfeld episode where the girl he was dating cried over everything? Except for when she found out her grandpa died, then she was fine. That's probably Paula.
Paula is such a trainwreck now, I really cannot believe that this is the same gal who sang FOREVER YOUR GIRL! I still love her though. I pity the poor guy that tries to DATE her!!