Showing posts with label Embarassing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Embarassing. Show all posts

Friday, March 23, 2012

The Real F-Bomb

Karma always comes back to haunt you...cuz she's a real bitch. Like most bitches, karma tends to be real bad if you haven't been nice and karma is not loving Kimmy K these days. In LA, promoting her FOURTH fragrance at a launch party last night, (just what the world needs, another Kim Kardashian fragrance) Kim Kardashian experienced the wrath of bad karma.

With the whole world watching, someone dropped an F-Bomb on Kim.... quite literally.







I'm sorry, but payback's a bitch. Evidently a young woman dropped a flour bomb on Kim's big red carpet moment.







One of Kimmy's peeps ran after the perp and detained her until police could arrive at the scene. The woman was held but Kim did not press charges.









Word has it Kim went up to her room, changed clothes, brushed the flour out of her hair and returned back to the event a mere 10 minutes later where the crowd cheered her.

I had to laugh.


You think Kris Humphries is connected to the crime?
Have a good weekend bloggers! Try to steer clear of all F-Bombs!


Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Beantown Smackdown


I want to forget about Sunday as much as the next guy here in Boston, but it just won't go away.

And now Giselle, aka Mrs Brady, is under BIG fire for her post-Super Bowl expletive-laden rant aimed at Tommy's boys on her way out of her luxury box at Lucas Oil stadium immediately following the Patriots loss to the Giants.

Here's what I think: Thank God it wasn't me, because if it was, it would have been far worse.

If you haven't seen it already on all the trash TV shows, Giselle was being heckled by some obnoxious butt heads immediately following the loss, on her way out of the luxury box. They were shouting things like, " Eli rules!" and "Eli owns your husband!"

So what does Gi do?

She fires back while standing in front of the elevator to go down, in her thick Brazilian accent, " My husband cannot fu*king throw the ball and catch the ball at the same time." and "I can't believe they dropped the ball so many times." She ripped the team. Big no-no. Now Tom and Gi have a huge loss AND a PR mess to deal with.

Ok, so she ripped Welker and Hernandez and all the boys who work hard to make Her Tommy look good all season long, but she was mad as hell and provoked and somewhat right.....I guess when you are making 50 Mil a year in your underwear,and you are married to a genetically gifted man and have the world by the financial kahunas, you can't be forgiven of an extremely emotional moment; however foolish.

Hell, you should have heard all the names WE were calling them. It wasn't pretty and there were young kids around and no, we're not proud of it. If it were me, (in a dream) it might have been far worse. Not only would I have thrown back some choice expletives, but I might have played dirty pool and I can't say that I would not have responded, had I been her. Nope, I would have let them have it too. And a lot LOUDER. This I know for sure. I might have even lost some endorsement money and been in a bigger mess than Gi is right now. Emotions, at that time, were raw.

I guess when you have the world by the proverbial balls and your look like her, there is no crying in football. Not even if your soul mate just lost on the biggest stage there is, AGAIN. Not even when some heckling asshole, rips your heart out after the Giants just stomped all over it. Nope, the rules are different for her. She is expected to just shut her mouth and look pretty because that would have been the classy thing to do. Show no emotion. Well, who ever went on record and said that Giselle had class?

Again, good thing it wasn't me. I might have started a riot right there in the lobby of the luxury boxes at Lucas Oil Stadium. Just sayin.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

The Embarassing Truth


It happens to all of us.
It even happens to celebrities.

We are not perfect, we all fall.

This is a very recent picture of the glam Salma Hayek, when she fell leaving a building with her daughter. It happened to me very recently, also and like Salma, it happened somewhat publicly.

Long story short, I was a a memorial service for a dear friend's family member. My dear friend came to me in the church after the touching service for a hug and as I rose to embrace her, my leg got caught awkwardly and I fell backward not so gracefully. I think I saw a few people chuckling.

It makes us human and it makes us vulnerable, and it keeps us in check.

We are not perfect, Lord knows that's the truth.