Your serve of hideous gossip for the week:
Katie Couric’s “selective” Twitter feed. Busted: CBS anchor Katie Couric rants at a panel discussion about how “inane and narcissistic” Twitter is (which, duh; that’s the point) and how “selective” she is about what she tweets… Valleywag dig through her Twitter feed, finding many inane and narcissistic tweets. Hilarity ensues.
Lady GagGa goes ga-ga. Lady GaGa is the kind of person my dad would describe as a “dill”. By “dill”, he means “f-ckwit”, but he’s too nice to say such things. Anyway, GaGa upped her dill-factor even more recently by spacking out with a microphone during a performance on radio and accidentally hitting one of her dancers in the face, knocking out the poor dear’s teeth. The bigger question: Why did she need dancers for a radio performance?
Mum inherits bad roots and pasty complexion from daughter. Oh Britain, you’re truly the gift that keeps on giving. To whit: a 50-year-old British woman has spent £10,000 (which is approximately a gazillion Australian dollars at the current exchange rate) on plastic surgery to look more like her daughter. Check it:
Very Madame Tussauds. (Oh, the mum is the one on the left).
Octomum: The Octobot has announced a reality TV series will follow her unfortunate spawn until they’re 18-years-old (and presumably in therapy or rehab). Of course, we criticise, but we’ll watch it.
GOOP watch. This week, Gwyneth muses on why we’re all horrible bitchy gossips and why we enjoy it so much (that’s “we” as a human race, but… either/or). Of course, she doesn’t say it like that — she uses words like “frenemy” and “evil tongue”, because she’s a dick — but that’s the general gist. She consults such lumiaries as the director of a Kabbalah Centre on this pressing issue. All pretty much say the same thing: we’re insecure assholes, but being gossipy molls does us no good in the long run (says you, spiritual experts. I make a good living thankyouverymuch), but with lots of flowery language and inappropriate capitalisation.
