Wednesday, April 02, 2014
First off: the GMA bloodbath. Dish is delirious not to have Josh Elliott's smug mug rain on her Robin Roberts love parade. Though according to not-so-valid sources, conflict will ensue as Amy Robach (my new personal hero--giving cancer the middle finger and marrying Melrose Place's Andrew Shue) and Lara Spencer aren't in love. Now, Michael Strahan has signed on as clean-up, so those cute dog rescue stories will be covered. Is Today laughing its ass off? I would if I thought this movement was disastrous. I see it as weed-wacking. Funny how the whole Ann Curry mess is so yesterday.
Second: We're offering to inherit Gloria Vanderbilt's 200M fortune since Anderson doesn't need it. We don't need it either, but we want it.
Third: Dish went to see Rocky on Broadway, starring the great Andy Karl, Margo Seibert, and Terrence Archie. The actors' stellar performances, the staging and the story are worth seeing over and over again (music/lyrics mostly terrible, but you don't wind up caring so much). Dish was misty-eyed throughout the show. After the fabulous training montages, I went straight to the gym, wearing a hoodie (and hurt my back). Rocky is my new Jersey Boys (Just kidding, TG. I'll only see Rocky one more time, maybe three).
Fourth: I've been on Alec-Baldwin-watch and so far, he hasn't left New York. In fact, his wife is featured in today's Post, doing sexy yoga poses and insisting that she'll never leave the city. I was so waiting for a week without a Baldwin. They are liars!
Friday, March 28, 2014
Over time, post Brad, Ben, Luke, now Chris, she's been reduced to this subject of viral mockery when we all used to see her as A-list. Now she's secretive, snooty, NOT the most beautiful woman in the world, too skinny, cheating, threatening Vanity Fair and the list goes on (Ahnold's villainy didn't last this long). While, yes, I do find her pretentious (Moses, Apple, the cupping, the nutrition advice, really bad acting choices), the trashing makes me way sicker.
Audience, she's not the devil, just potentially out of touch. She's not throwing children into oncoming traffic, having the manny's baby or calling anyone "sugar tits." She didn't cause the disappearance of flight MH370. Of course, the girl doesn't help herself by referring to her separation as "conscious uncoupling," a more educated way of saying, "we're just not into each other"--for those with an under 50 IQ. Of course, she sounds severely DOA when she demeans women with office jobs or says she's leaving acting to focus on her kids (what acting has she been doing).
My beef with Gwyneth isn't her personality or how much I resent her beauty. I just badly want her to do theater...or a role to show everyone that you don't mess with a smart blond who has everything. Let's stop wasting energy whining about people who are basically okay.
Oh wait, I'm whining.
Posted by Dish at 12:35 PM
Saturday, March 01, 2014
Alec Baldwin publicly stated that he's leaving public life. I thought seriously about buying New York Magazine, but didn't want to spend the 6$. Instead, I'm using that 6$ to start a pool that Alec won't leave NYC or stop his blabbing and raging. Or I'll donate the $ to his first class in the DishMethod to an improved lifestyle: yogurt almond and meditation.
I confess, I will always love Alec as an actor and hope he enjoys LA, where I'm sure he'll find peace.
The instant Robin Thicke dry thrusted into Miley on the VMAs, I thought his marriage might be in trouble. The news of his split with Paula Patton didn't surprise me. Allegedly, Robin wants his wife back. He should seek TG's advice, which would be: never publicly ogle another babe. The only exception is Sofia Vergara and, here, I do the slow clap and ogle her, too.
Rest in Peace, Harold Ramis, sweet ghostbuster.
Posted by Dish at 7:08 PM
Friday, January 31, 2014
To explain further, we were deeply affected by the Grammy's. TG is obsessing over Lorde and "Thicke." I can't stop singing "Get Lucky" by Daft Punk. As you can see, not only have I converted TG to my celebraholic ways, but I can't seem to find more virtuous pasttimes.
Posted by Dish at 6:49 PM
Thursday, January 30, 2014
The Sound of Music--Lay off Goldielocks. She was just fine as a singer doing a live performance. As she says, haters need Jesus. It's like the critics had their columns written before the show. No, she's not a great actress, but Dish was sobbing through most of the damn thing. And I hate this musical...My heart loves it.
Anchorman 2--About 20 minutes too long.
The Holidays--are overrated, but Dish survived them. Apologies to Dishfamily for enduring my outbursts.
August Osage County--Am reluctant to see it. Don't want to see Julia get upstaged by anyone, even Meryl. Julia belongs in a venue by herself, under glass, to be worshiped.
Dean McDermott--I voted for him to win Rachael and Guy's Celebrity Cookoff. I believed in him. He seemed so earnest and in love with Tori. With four kids, they must at least like to do certain things in quick succession. Oh Donna.
Cameron Diaz--is living next door to me, I think.
Watching American Idol and thinking Harry is the new Simon (only H. seems a little psycho, as in I'm scared of him), Keith needs to brush his hair and J.Lo is too pretty to be believed. They keep writing things down during judging, but are they fake writing? What do they have to write down?
My schadenfreude over Bieber will land me in hell.
Posted by Dish at 6:04 PM
Thursday, December 12, 2013
I'm obsessed with Scandal. The acting is some of the worst I've ever seen, but I can't stop watching. TG talks to me. I don't quite hear because Olivia Pope is in deep sh*t and she's f*cking the President of the United States every chance he gets. Who knew the a-hole from Ghost could have such a hunky middle-aged resurrection? Then there's Olivia Pope's wardrobe. I hate that she can be upright with that tiny body but then I look at her face and thank the heavens that there is such beauty in the world. Though I don't like Olivia as a character. She doesn't have any fun. It's all I can think about right now. Olivia. Cyrus. That snotrag Mellie (like Nellie from Little House) who's also Hotch's love interest on Criminal Minds. The grumpy-faced sociopath cracks me up. And Josh Malina, who is in anything political or written by Aaron Sorkin, finally, finally gets to bang a hot chick instead of play the nerd (in addition to playing the nerd).
In real celebrity life, I'm trying to come to terms with the rumor of Julia Roberts being pregnant again. She's betrayed me so many times. Now this. Can't she just be fat? For the love of those of us above 40, please let it just be a thickening middle (for me it's a fat ass). I'm eating a See's caramel just for you, Jules.
Posted by Dish at 6:02 PM
Tuesday, December 03, 2013
1. Jason Lewis (without the long hair, he's pushing it)
2. Daniel Craig
The rest--hideous. Brad Pitt--yick. Alex Skarsbar--gag. Now only two. Blond women, gorgeous. Not to be superficial or anything.
Seriously, though, PW's death saddens me. That poor daughter of his will miss him terribly. What makes it worse is the minute to minute updates. Blah...
Posted by Dish at 8:34 PM
Sunday, November 24, 2013
The AMAs are on right now. I watched a little until I heard a couple of inarticulate speeches and witnessed the gymnastics of Harry Styles's hair. And now I can't get these words out of my head: "I held Michael Jackson's penis every night," which is now raging on the internets, said by the ex-doctor Conrad Murray. I'm sure he's not the only one. And I thought I had problems....
Posted by Dish at 6:28 PM