Reformed party-girl, Lindsay Lohan turns 21 today. Now she can legally get drunk and crash her car into the curb!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR LINDSAY...

Lindsay Lohan turned 21 yesterday and while the rest of the world went about their normal Monday, LiLo ripped it up in Malibu. And yes, she is still in rehab. Lohan left the party at 2:15 a.m. to return. I hope that is the type of rehab I get in!!! (if of coourse, I need it)

Partying along side her was her mother, Dina and her siblings. Also DJ Samantha Ronson, who was in the infamous car crash that send Lohan to rehab and her ex-boytoy Callum Best.

The slew of parparazzi that camped out on the beach for the day were not on the guest list.

The rumors have been swirling around celeb blogs lately saying Nicole Richie is pregnant with her rocker boyfriend Joel Madden's baby. Also that the two are going to wed this summer.

Now TMZ has jumped on the baby-wagon claiming that she is expecting.

Pictures have been showing up on the Internet of the frail celebutant with a bit of a belly bulge. We'll keep you updated as soon as the EPT is confirmed.

Pop sensation Christina Aguilera is expecting. E! News is reporting that X-Tina is pregnant. It will be the first child for both Aguilera and husband, Jordan Bratman.

Congrats!!!!

Yup, that is right...the rumors are true (at least we think so) Nicole Richie is pregnant. Us Weekly is reporting that she is 12 weeks along and ready to marry the father of her unborn child, Joel Madden of the band Good Charlotte. Though Nicole has not denied or confirmed this...yet.

Maybe the little Richie will play with Xtina's bundle of joy!

Nicole Richie is expected in a Los Angeles courtroom tomorrow morning to begin her trial. The pregnant celebutant is charged with driving under the influence after being arrested for driving the wrong way on the Los Angeles Freeway. She admitted to smoking marijauna and taking prescription pills at the time of her arrest.

Richie Rich was photographed at a Canadian airport with baby daddy, Joel Madden yesterday. He is set to perform with the band, Great White North in Calgary tonight. I think she'll be taking the red eye home.

People are speculating that the judge will be more lenient on Nicole than her BFF, Paris Hilton since she is with child.

Do you work at an office that has no problem with you wearing flip-flops? The rubber ones, not Jimmy Choo's.

Are tank tops acceptable? How about denim and baseball caps?

I want to talk to locals about what they can and can not wear to work for an article.

Send me an e-mail at rbriere@lowellsun.com or call 978-970-4833.

Have you been "talked to" about your attire at your office?

Did you think flip-flops were fine in the boardroom, but your boss didn't? What does he know anyway?!?

Drop me an e-mail rbriere@lowellsun.com or call 978-970-4833.

I am a former Catholic school girl. Stop now. Do not contact me through e-mails, phone calls, smoke signals or flowers. Though, a dozen roses would be fabulous. (You can find the newspaper’s address on the Web.)

I am not going to meet you in the back alley of the Old Court with my pleated plaid skirt and knee-highs. My uniform was burned the day after my eighth grade graduation. To this day, I still break into hives at the sight of a wool and polyester blend. Also, I can never wear the same outfit twice in one week, sometimes within one month, without feeling a bit of anxiety.

Although I attended Catholic school for nine years, I am about as religious as Paris Hilton before her slammer stint. I still will not take you up on the rendezvous, so don’t ask.

The Vatican just issued a set of driving commandments — and this isn’t the George Carlin’s “rules of the road” from the flick Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back. I had no idea when I cut off someone on the Connector yesterday that I was going straight to hell. Actually, I knew I was sleeping with the devil a long time ago. His name is ...

Kidding. Maybe not. If you were scared your name was going to be there, you’re going with me.
In the spirit of things, I decided to issue my own set of commandments for dating. By abiding by the following dating decree you can save yourself from getting a sign that involves the hand, but is not of the cross.

I. Thou shalt not flash thy killer smile to mask thy evil attempts to perform sinful acts. This includes Dick Cheney.
II. Thou shalt not introduce us as your “friend” so-and-so to family, co-workers or worse, female acquaintances, if we have a designated dresser drawer at your place.
III. Thou shalt make an offer to pick up the tab on at least the first couple of dates without expecting an after-dinner treat at our expense.
IV. Thou shalt not carry on a cell phone conversation in our presence.
V. Thou shalt not carry on a cell phone conversation with another woman in our presence.
VI. Thou shalt erase from thy vocabulary the following statement: “You’re perfect. Why aren’t you married yet?” This is not a compliment. We don’t need to be reminded of something we think of every morning when we look in the mirror.
VII. Thou shall never ask if we have any hot single friends to fix up with your not-so-hot roommate.
VIII. If there has not been any contact within three days, thou shalt never call at 3 a.m.
IX. Thou shalt not conveniently forget to mention that you are married.
X. Thou shalt never ask us to dress up in as a Catholic schoolgirl outfit.

I may be dancing with the devil here and selling my soul, but at least I will have a better tan.

E-mail your prayers for my soul to lowellita@lowellsun.com.

So Doors' frontman Jim Morrison didn't break on through to the other side after dying of heart failure in a bathtub at 27. No...I don't believe it (detect a bit of sarcasm here).

A new tell-all by his former pal, Sam Bernett says the Lizard King actually died at Rock and Roll Circus, the nightclub Bernett was managing at the time.

In the book "The End: Jim Morrison" Bernett's claims Morrison was found slumped over in the club's not-so-nice men's bathroom. The bouncers then dragged his dead body back to Morrison's apartment, where they left him in the tub. The story is collaborated by former Circus employee Patrick Chauvel, who says he was there the night Morrison was carried out.

After that night, Morrison woke up in heaven and got himself a beer.

AH...vacation never seemed so good...The Frositng is on "holiday" for this week, BUT that doesn't mean we won't bring you up-to-date celeb gossip and news.

Since the stars never get a vacation from the cameras, if something happens to our BFFs Lindsay, Nicole, Brit or Paris, we'll be sure to find the nearest computer!

The Frosting is back from their too short vacation, but where are all the celeb-u-tarts hiding?

Nicole Richie has dropped of the face of the earth since we learned about Little Richie. Britney Spears must be waiting for her hair to grow back before reemerging. Paris Hilton has been off the party radar since her release from jail. And since our favorite fiery red-head, Lindsay Lohan stopped boozing she has just been snoozing.

Come on gals. It is the dead of summer! Time to come outside and play!

Patriots star QB Tom Brady was spotted wearing a New York Yankees cap for the second time. Why he didn't learn his lesson from all the flak he got for the first offense beats us?

Word is Tom-Tom is in Los Angeles awaiting the birth of his first child with actress Bridget Moynahan. The baby is due on the same day as his new paramour's birthday.

By the way, where has Gisele been?

Lindsay Lohan was bagged early this morning in Santa Monica for possession of cocaine, driving under the influence, transporting a narcotic into a custodial facility and driving on a suspended license.

TMZ is reporting that her blood alcohol level was between .12 and .13, well over the .08 legal limit and cocaine was found in her pants pocket.

This is her second bust in less than three months.

According to the L.A. County Sheriff's Dept., the 21-year-old was pulled over at 2:15 AM near Pico Boulevard and Main Street early Tuesday morning.

Last week, Lohan was booked by Beverly Hills PD for an alleged Memorial Day weekend DUI crash and is due back in court on August 24 to face charges of driving with a blood alcohol level greater than .08 and misdemeanor hit and run.

The picture of stardom.

Let's take a break from Lindsay Lohan to look into another train wreck's life. Britney Spears is on the cover of OK! magazine that hits stands this Friday. The Britster apparently called the editor-in-cheif requesting an interview as part of her "come back". Well, it didn't go to well the magazine is saying that:

- Britney wiped her greasy hands on a $274 designer gown during lunch.
- Let her puppy go the bathroom on a $6,700 Zac Posen gown.
- Took frequent bathroom breaks. Sometimes with the door open and even brought her assistant in with her.
- Insisted her “friends,” not the hired professionals, do her hair and makeup while complaining that the wardrobe provided by the stylists wasn’t “sexy,” “short” or “tight” enough.
- Left the interview before it was over - still wearing $14,526 worth of OK!’s borrowed clothing.

“It was like a cry for help really, it wasn’t normal,” says OK!’s editor-in-chief Sarah Ivens “We were all devastated,” says Ivens. “It was a tough decision to run with the story. We’re really hoping that it will provide a wakeup call for her and for the people around her.”

Flirtatious laughter, vibrations tingling your toes, black-light teeth, noxious amounts of cologne and glittering globs of body-bronzer depict a typical weekend night at any club around the globe.
But what makes the Mill City party circuit unique to its rival Bean-Town haunts? Dance-phobia has polluted the minds of our native sons and it’s contagious.

Speaking for all of the dancing divas out there who spend endless hours sashaying local laminated floors with no contact from the opposite sex: we want you there! Unless our whip gets great gas mileage and our cellie has free long-distance, we feel no urge to zoom 32 miles south to boogie with Boston-ballers.

My male friends are all stricken with the flat-footed fear. I have not witnessed one with even a bounce in their step or a sway in their stance. The 978-man’s club conduct consists of forming a barrier encircling the dance floor so all fox-trotting females have to pass through them to enter and exit. I call it the “guy gantlet.”

I am assuming that they feel awkward busting out their moves around future steadies, but we’re not looking for Justin Timberlake. In fact, a woman does not want their mate to dress better or dance better than they do. Why do you think Britney dumped Kevin Federline in the first place?

But why are the Capitol city clubbers more adept to finding a rhythm than their northern homeboys? One theory may reside within their beverage of choice: Red Bull and vodka. Many metro-men lap up this infusion in a bingeing fashion similar to my beer-loving buddies.
Maybe consuming this golden potion at high rates of speed combined with the thumping bass sends the male body into a spastic tempo?

I decided to investigate further into this regional dance mystery. With the high-energy melodies pumping from the speakers Friday night at The Brewery, I felt this was the ideal opportunity to put the hypothesis to the test. The subject of my experiment had to be willing to forgo his brew for the fruity concoction. Luckily for me one of my buddies was low on funds and obliged to have anyone buy him a drink.

I handed him the 10-ounce cup smirking as he seemed bewildered by the mini-stirrer resting against the rim. “Thanks, but I don’t need a straw,” he grumbled.

Unaware that the carbonated golden elixir was not a Miller Lite draft, he chugged half the cup.
Flabbergasted by what he just consumed he peered into the plastic goblet and then at me. “Did I get your drink?” he deplored.

I responded by telling him too bad if he did because I was not about to trade my full glass for a half. With no recourse but to finish, he guzzled the rest.

I waited patiently for the next couple of minutes to see if the mixture would take hold. As if on cue, his fingers began to tap his thigh, his heel clicked on the floor and with a beat in his step he turned to me and said, “Let’s hit the floor!”

I glanced away for a minute to try and locate my girlfriend and boast that I was right on the mark about the effects of the energy drink and distiller. That’s when I heard a holler from the dance floor. There he was atop a speaker with his shirt twirling helicopter-style over his head.
I learned my lesson and now I will happily glide through the “guy gantlet” any Saturday night.

Have a safe, happy and fun Folk Fest weekend and e-mail your tales to lowellita@lowellsun.com.

A not-so--pregnant looking Nicole Richie plead guilty in a Los Angeles County Superior Courtroom this morning to her DUI charges.

Accompanied by alleged baby daddy, Joel Madden, Richie Rich faced the judge who sentenced her to four days in jail with three to serve. This is Richie's second DUI offense in four years.

A pretty lenient sentence since her pal Paris Hilton got 45 days for driving with a suspended license.

She also gets to choose whether she serve in city or a county jail, fined $2,048, ordered to an alcohol education course and was placed on three years probation.

Richie must report to serve her time by September 28. If she "is" with child, she is expected to give birth in January.

Pic from TMZ.com.

It is officially over! The chaotic marriage of dethroned pop princess, Britney Spears, and her back-up dancing beau, Kevin Federline, ended this morning ina Los Angeles Superior Courtroom.

Ho hum. Isn't that exciting anymore after Lindsay Lohan went beserk last week. These celebs have got a lot to liven up to now that her antics stole the show.

Anyway, word is that the Britster and Fed-Ex will split custody of their two sons. K-Fed is going to make out in the deal though. The father is set to receive $15,000 in child support and $20,000 a month until Novemeber from his former wife

All Brit gets is a bad rep and even worse hair extensions.

Divorcee and hot mama, Reese Witherspoon was spotted picking up sexy actor Jake Gyllenhaal at his Hollywood Hills pad.

The couple has been flying low on the hook-up radar. Rumors were swirling that Witherspoon was chummy with the younger Gyllenhaal after he divorce from hot hubby, Ryan Phillipe. The exes have two children together.

From the looks of it Reese and Jake don't look too happy with each other. But what couple is?