Does “X” mark the spot?
Here’s the commercial featuring the men of the Calvin Klein Brand X Underwear campaign for spring 2010.
To answer their (rhetorical?) question, for the record, I wouldn’t mind a quick peek. Just sayin’.
Here’s the commercial featuring the men of the Calvin Klein Brand X Underwear campaign for spring 2010.
To answer their (rhetorical?) question, for the record, I wouldn’t mind a quick peek. Just sayin’.
…But not for this.
For those of you that are flying to London and still have a thing for ABBA, great news.
A new shrine museum for all things ABBA offically opens tomorrow, called ABBA WORLD. The website for the place promises ”The Music! The Memories! The Magic!” Also included as a bonus? The hideous hair, the horrible clothes….
Before you run to your travel agent to book your tickets (come on, you know your going to) here are some details. ABBAWORLD is a 30 000 square foot theme park including memorbilla, props, costumes, horrific caricatures (pictured) and an advanced hologram that “audienence members can interact with“. Translation: Karaoke to ABBA with projections. Ugh.
Do. Not. Want.
Actually, I think it’s pretty amazing that 28 years after the group called it a day, there’s still this much interest in them. Mama Mia (the play and the movie) and Madonna’s hit Hung Up really did wonders for a rivival, but in all honesty, been there, done that (including singing in a very high voice to the group’s records as a then 11 to 12 year old gay-boy in training).
Haters to the left.
Guess they’re not going to be happy until they’ve squeezed every bit of creativity out of the Twilight franchise. And by “creativity” I really mean new marketing ploys to resell the same story again, and again, and again, making even more money off of the Twi-hards.
Twilight: The Graphic Novel Vol 1. hits the book shelves March 20th. (Coincidentally, the very date the DVD and Blu-Ray of New Moon hits the shelves as well) Only 350 000 copies of the graphic novel will be for sale (at leat initally), so get in line now, lest you be left out! Suddenly, I’m picturing hordes of breathless teenage girls descending on comic books stores, freaking out nerds everywhere. Heh.
At the rate it’s going, there’s sure to be re-hab offered for the Twi-hards (for a price) once it’s all over. Assuming it ever is.
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Guess his stint in Celebrity Rehab with Dr Drew will have to wait for now.
A&E announced that David Hasselhoff will star in a 10 epsisode reality show revolving around raising his two teenage daughters wh0 are trying to break into show-business as singers while attending school.
The Hoff recently quit America’s Got Talent, saying he was leaving to do his own thing. Looks like this is what he was referring to.
Produced by Freemantle Mantle (American Idol) the as yet untitled show (for your consideration, ”How About Those Hoffs?” as a possibility?) will apparently avoid dwelling on the Hoff’s battles with booze and his ex-wife.
No word yet from A&E as to when this show will air, other than later this year. Now if the producers only promise to avoid focusing on the Hoff’s ”singing career” as well, we can all rest easy.
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This actually sounds like it would be a lot of fun to read, if not experience first hand.
Let’s face it, watching wretchedly awful, horrendously acted, and unintentially hysterical films are a lot of fun (at least in small doses). Mommy Dearest, Plan 9 From Outer Space, Showgirls and Die! Mommy Die! (although in all honesty that one was probably intentional) remain some of my all time favorites to hate on.
Enter film critic and Movieline contributor Michael Adam’s search to find the worst movie ever made (think the plot of Julie & Julia, except with grade Z movies instead of great recipes) in his book Showgirls, Teenwolves, And Astrozombies.
If nothing else, you have to admire the guys resolve, not to mention guts, risking his sanity and I.Q. watching some of these things. After watching The Perils of Gwendolyn in the Land of Yik-Yak (don’t ask) years ago, I couldn’t do math. In fact, I still have problems with it to this day.
Well, almost.
Playing havoc with the red carpet interview process and peoples hair (more about that later) it was raining pretty heavily as attendees made their way into the Golden Globes. Want to take bets that Pat Robertson will proclaim it’s God’s displeasure for something or other?
Speaking of displeasing, I don’t know what it is with Access Hollywood’s Billy Bush, but seriously, dude is annoying. Swarmy, insincere, obnoxious, overly familiar and yet poorly informed all at once. (Asking Toby Macguire about Spider-Man 4 “rumours” when Sony released a statement? Really??)
Of course Mariah Carey made a grand enterence as always. Her dress looked like it was under stress trying to keep her giant cans from breaking free and running amok in LA. The reporter actually tempted fate by asking Mimi’s pet/pool-boy/umbrella holder Nick Canon a question first. Silly reporter, it’s always about Mimi, even when it’s not.
Best moment on the red carpet belonged to Tina Fey as she was being interviewed by Billy Bush. When he commented on the rain, she answered “It’s not rain, It’s God crying for NBC“.
Memo to self: Next red carpet pre-show I watch, have sweet, sweet alcohol handy, and lots of it.
David Beckham who?
Yesterday it was Megan Fox, today it’s the guy’s turn, with the first photos of Cristiano Ronaldo in ads for Emporio Armani surfacing.
They’re kind of cheesy, but with a body like that, I’m willing to let it slide.
The new Armani campaign should be appearing in both magazines and on billboards shortly.
You just know this is how it was pitched to the network brass.
ABC has given the green-light to the Bachelor Pad, bringing back 20 castoffs from previous seasons of the Bachelorette and the Bachelor to live in the same house and compete in a series of different challenges based on previous situations from both shows.
Yes, they’re starting with an “all stars” version of the show, although if subsequent seasons (assuming this thing flies with viewers) always features previous contestants, wouldn’t each version therefore be an “all stars” version?
Bachelor host Chris Harrison is back on board to emcee the the show, and each episode will conclude with contestants being evicted. Possible promotional line? “Most! Dramatic! Eviction! Ceremony! Ever!”
ABC has ordered an initial seven episodes, with plans to start to air them in the late summer, around the time The Bachelorette is finishing up. This means that the airwaves will be “Bachelorized” three out of the four seasons per year.
Resistance is futile.
The drama that’s been unfolding behind the scenes at ABC fromage fest The Bachelor: The Wings of Love (hurl) is far more interesting than the faux drama going on in front of the cameras.
One of the contestants (or hopefuls, or whatever they call themselves) got booted off the show for having an “inappropriate” relationship with a male member of the crew (who was also sent packing). Apparently, the only person you’re allowed to bat your fake eyelashes at (or sleep with) is the Bachelor himself. Considering there are initally 24 other hopefuls in the same house looking for ways to narrow down the competition, it’s probably not a bad idea.
Now the booted contestant, Rozlyn Papa, is firing back at ABC, telling Radar Onlinethat she wasn’t hitting it with a producer on the show and that the network is being disingenuous. “What they meant by inappropriate relationship is not what inappropriate relationship means in the real world. I know that things on television weren’t always as they seemed, but I had no idea the extent of the show manipulation.”
So the drama that viewers of The Bachelor see may in fact be nothing more than a combination of clever editing and fabricated situations all in the name of artistic license? SHOCKING!!
Papa’s sour grapes aside, I’m sure she’ll manage just fine with the opportunities her new found notoriety brings her modeling career, even without the fly-boy.
She makes it so easy (there’s a joke in that statement, but it’s too obvious).
Kim Kardashianis entering the celebrity fragrance (why do I always think that’s a polite way to say someone famous just passed wind?) market with her new perfume, imaginatively named Kim Kardashian.
Not sure what the fragrance smells like, but I’m going to guess sex tapes, desperation, famewhoring, fake boobs, greed, the word “fun” and crash dieting.
Kim Kardashian (the perfume, not the famewhore) will be available for sale beginning in February. There’s a joke there as well, but again, way too easy.