January 2010 Archives

It's not enough that Tom Brady's wifey is a supermodel -- she's super woman!

Gisele Bundchen says she gave birth to their son at home, in a bathtub and here's the best part it didn't hurt one bit. Maybe she should consider taking Tommy's place on the football field next season. No one would know it was her under the helmet and all those pads.

Hey, Bill Belichick -- you listening to this?!?!?

The Brazilian-bred glamazon told Globo TV she wanted to be aware and calm during her labor. She popped out the future playboy football star, Benjamin Brady, on December 8, 2009.

The former Victoria's Secret panty model said in the interview which aired Sunday she "didn't want to be drugged up" during the birth. Her pre-game ritual included a lot of yoga and meditation. Talk about taking one for the team. Women everywhere would surely name Gisele MVP.

Gisele said the boy didn't cry after being born and rested in her lap for a while.

Benny is the BradyBundch's first child. They will celebrate their one-year anniversary this February.

Brady also has a 2-year-old son, Jack, with actress Bridget Moynahan.

And we all thought Jessica Simpson was THE cliche dumb blonde. Buffalos don't have wings anyone?

Well, Barbie may not have a brain, but she does have a heart. Jess is raising money to send shoes to earthquake victims in Haiti.

Simpson is joining forces with Nashville-based organization Soles4Souls. The charity has pledged to work with other aid agencies to give out one million pairs of shoes.

Ashlee's big sis said people should "do everything that we can for the victims in Haiti. Just five dollars will buy two people a pair of shoes." Not a pair from her line, even on the clearance rack.

The charity says Haitian survivors need shoes to protect against broken glass, twisted metal and raw sewage.

Check it out at www.50Kshoes.com.

Everyone thought Mischa Barton would be living the beautiful life after leaving The O.C. . Funny how her quirky BFF, Summer, AKA Rachel Bilson, on the Fox teen sensation has stolen the spotlight from Marissa Cooper.

After rumors of drugs, an arrest, a canceled show and hospitalization for "exhaustion" the actress is now being sued by her landlord who says the actress is refusing to pay rent on her $7,000-a-month apartment in New York City.

Landlord M.R.A. Realties Inc. says in a lawsuit that Barton rebuffed efforts to collect the last three months' worth of rent on her flat in the trendy Tribeca neighborhood. The 23-year-old also lives in Los Angeles.

The lawsuit filed Thursday says her one-year lease on the Manhattan apartment began in September. At the time, she was in The Beautiful Life, a CW series about the New York modeling world. The show was canceled in September.

I guess the poor economy even gets to the untouchables in LaLa Land! Imagine! Time to live off the Ramen and shop at Target girl!

Actor George Clooney is asking all of his celebrity pals to participate in a world-wide telethon Friday night to collect donations which will benefit the relief effort in Haiti. A 7.0 earthquake rocked the island nation last Tuesday leaving people still buried and thousands in need of medical care.

Hope for Haiti will air on all of the MTV channels worldwide, along with ABC, NBC, CBS, CW, HBO and CNN this Friday, Jan. 22, from 8 to 10 p.m.

Clooney will host and the list celebrities set to appear grows daily. Robert Pattinson, Taylor Swift, Jay-Z, Bono, Zac Efron, Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie, Wyclef Jean, Justin Timberlake and Alicia Keys, are already reportedly on board.

To donate, visit http://www.redcross.org or text "Haiti" to 90999 and a $10 donation will be added to your cell phone bill.

The end of the month will be a drag for doe-eyed beauty, Anne Hathaway.

The actress who channels Audrey Hepbrun in her style and looks can place a Hasty Pudding Award on her mantle, or on the back of her toilet -- whichever she prefers. The roast scheduled for Jan. 28 by Hasty Pudding Theatricals at Harvard University, the nation's oldest undergraduate drama troupe. The spectacle is always a head turner, featuring college men in drag as they parade down Massachusetts Avenue in Cambridge, near the university with the award winner in town.

Hathaway made her name as a teen in The Princess Diaries, and has shown her acting range in comedies like The Devil Wears Prada, and dramas such as Brokeback Mountain. She was nominated for an Academy Award for best actress in 2009 for her role in Rachel Getting Married.

Recent Pudding princesses have included Renee Zellweger, Charlize Theron and Scarlett Johansson.

Ah, January. The month we all are reminded that we have no self-control and a frothy tall gingersnap latte with skim milk and sugar substitutes just does not compare to a mint chocolate chip Frappuccino with extra chocolate syrup. Don't forget the whipped cream topping. Lovely.

For 31 days, the reflection in the mirror repeatedly reinforces the notion that your hips and thighs will not be ready for bathing suit season -- no matter how many times you trade the stairs for the elevator. If you thought the first month of the calendar year couldn't get any worse than an episode of The Jersey Shore, you were more off the mark than Snookie's poof and The Situation's ... well, entire situation, fist-pumping included.

Even with the most romantic holiday next month, January has been dubbed the most popular break-up month. I'm not sure if it has anything to do with its timing, since it immediately follows the holidays. Meeting the makers of your significant other and spending more time stressing over what to wear, say, do and reveal to potential future in-laws can make anyone resolve to be single in 2010. Lose weight, save money, quit smoking, refrain from cussing, at least in front of mixed company, and take up residency in singledom are surprisingly the resolutions you'll be hearing your pals make.

Lack of sunshine apparently means splitsville. Shall we designate it national broken heart month? Makes sense -- the two astrological signs that fall into these four weeks are Capricorn and Aquarius. Caps are considered a "feminine negative" represented by a goat and the other is a "masculine positive." To me, it is basic couples calculus. They say opposites attract, but a nagging nelly and a confident cowboy don't exactly constitute a romantic rodeo.

My advice, if your wagon is still hitched after hitting the rocky road, and by that I mean spoonfuls of the decadent frozen treat that went straight to your hips and your other half doesn't seem to notice, hold onto those reins as tightly as possible for the next 17 days. You may just have lassoed a lover worth the ride.

Have you ever put the horse before the carriage in a relationship? E-mail your love lessons and splitsville survival tips to lowellita@lowellsun.com.

Congratulations to Dorchester homeboy Mark Wahlberg and his wife Rhea Durham, who welcomed the fourth child to their clan yesterday in Los Angeles. Watch out Brangelina, the Wahlbergs are catching up!

Margaret Grace was born Monday night at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center. Little Margie joins her big sis Ella, 6, and will be protected by her two big brothers, Michael, 4, and Brendan, 16 months...Irish twins much?!?!

Wahlberg took Beyoncé's advice in 2009 and put a ring on it after eight years of playing house with the model. He got hitched in L.A. just a few days after jetting back to the West Coast from Lowell, Ma. where he was filming The Fighter this summer with Christian Bale and Amy Adams.

We see lots of pink in Mark's future!

For more on Mark Wahlberg see
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What will America do without its weekly dose of Simon Cowell? Say it ain't so Simon!

The only reason to watch American Idol beyond the rejects who butcher "My Heart Will Go On" and think they're the next coming of Beyoncé at auditions is the acerbic Brit.

Now that Paula Abdul has been replaced by Ellen DeGeneres, the show just keeps getting worse and worse. With no Simon hurling insults left and right how will we feel better about ourselves? Simon was a self-esteem boost wrapped in two-sizes-too-small black tees.

The cantankerous judge said that The X Factor, a show he created and is a hit in Britain, will join Fox's schedule next year and he will be on that show. He said it would have been difficult for him to do both shows. While he makes a reported $36 million a year to be on Idol, he owns The X Factor and could make much more if the show takes off.

Cowell said he "wanted a new challenge."

Peter Price, chairman of the Fox Broadcasting Co., would not speculate on possible replacements for Cowell.

"We have to take our time on that," Price said. "We have to make sure the chemistry of the judges is as good as it can be."

Who do you think could take Simon's place at the judge's table?

Who knew when actress Amy Adams was in town this summer she was hiding a little more than just from the gawkers on the side streets of Lowell. The fiery starlet is pregnant with her first child. The baby-daddy is her fiance Darren Le Gallo.

From the looks of her tummy (and the photo here is not recent) she is at least six months along. Unless she enjoys an In-N-Out double double a little more than the rest of us. The 35-year-old stars in the new romantic comedy "Leap Year" out in theaters now.

There has been little rumblings about "The Fighter" since film crews packed up and left town at the end of summer 2009. Amy stars opposite Mark Wahlberg and Christian Bale in the movie about Lowell brawler Micky Ward and his half-brother Dicky Eklund.

We hope the bio-pic hasn't been left knocked down on the mat and the passion originally surrounding it is still burning.

Anthony Bourdain has taken many wrong turns in his life and for some strange reason, his travels are bringing him to the Mill City. The lanky TV chef takes the stage at the Lowell Memorial Auditorium tomorrow evening at 8 p.m.

Surprisingly, there are still tickets available. For the 411 call 978-454-2299 or visit www.lowellauditorium.com

Bourdain told Lowell Sun reporter Dave Perry he's going to hit the stage and wing it. He doesn't have any reservations about the show and he shouldn't. The guy oozes with confidence like a creamy grilled cheese sandwich. We're sure he'll do just fine, especially with a room packed with Lowellians!

Read what Tony had to say in Steppin' Out online at www.lowellsun.com

Actor Charlie Sheen may have just taken the Hanes motto a little too literally. Sheen was dropped by the undies conglomerate after a heated holiday throwdown between the actor and his wife Brooke, where he was arrested on felony charges of menacing and domestic violence.

I guess, he couldn't wait till he got his hands on her.

Hanesbrands announced it is ending its advertising campaign featuring good old Chuck because of the incident. Company spokesman Matt Hall said it was a "pretty standard, straightforward call" by the brand marketing team given the allegations.

The "Two and a Half Men" star was arrested in Aspen, Colo., on Christmas Day after his wifey told police he put a knife to her throat and threatened to kill her. The 44-year-old denies the allegations, but his ex wife Denise Richards Tweeted "One day I will spill my guts about EVERYTHING." The tumultuous twosome have been battling for years in the tabloids over their divorce and child custody hearings.

Richards has two daughters with Sheen, and he recently had twin boys with his new wife. Chuck has had a busy time between the sheets, in all he has five children.

Note to the ladies: Mr. Sheen might not be the best person to procreate with in the future. Just saying...

Besides mistresses, bisexual baby oil billionairesses and the aughties, the talk in trendy town is the decade that's now upon us.

All week, I have been hit over the head repeatedly, probably more than Tiger Woods' wife got him with the nine iron, with the perennial phrase, "new year -- new you."

Compounded by the fact it's the first year of a new era, it's been a full court press for the proverb and commercial America is pushing the concept on us relentlessly -- even more so than Khloe Kardashian is trying to validate her shotgun wedding to L.A. Laker Lamar Odom. Both are up for debate.

This old advertising adage resurfaces every January as a ruse to get people to sign up for a monthly deduction from their checking accounts. You know what I am talking about -- the $60 that by the time the Lowell Folk Festival arrives in July means you have to forgo the crisp ale to wash down the butter-soaked Polish pierogi, since a bounced check sent you in the red. This leaves you with no choice, or beer for that matter, to enjoy the out-of-tune banjo player and sweat-drenched crowds without the backup buzz that makes this annual gig bearable.

Just like you forgot the gym for the past six months, the deduction stealthily sneaks up on you like an ex in the crowd. Suddenly, it is right there with no warning.

It makes me wonder if it is truly possible to "reinvent" yourself, as they say. Most of your traits, opinions, habits, flaws and, of course -- those pounds -- have developed over an entire lifetime. It was my clever credo the last few New Years to stick to resolutions I knew I would be able to keep. In other words, I took the lazy man's approach by abandoning habits that were truly not habits.

It made total sense to me, but so does wearing open-toed pumps during New England winters. However, glancing through my columns from the last few Decembers, I wasn't successful in keeping even my faux resolutions. I did accomplish getting frostbite on my pinkie toe, though.

Last year, after picking confetti out of hard-to-reach places for a week after the ball dropped and trying to explain the photos of me in a chicken suit that were tagged all over Facebook, I decided then and there to spend New Year's Eve 2009 with my television remote and carton of lo mein noodles. Well, let's just say I found tattered paper in my bra Jan. 3 and some guy Eric's number scribbled on the back of a Bud Light label.

Even after kicking the year off with failure, I still have faith that I am better off than last. Proof -- I never met Tiger Woods.

Have you already broken your resolutions?
E-mail me at lowellita@lowellsun.com

It wouldn't be right to start the new decade off without a scandal -- Hollywood style. The recipe is all there -- bisexual billionairess found dead, sprinkle a few rumors of hard-partying drug use on top and spike it with Paris Hilton and...Voila! You've got yourself a gossip gourmet.

Since billionaire babe Casey Johnson was found dead Monday at her compound she dubbed "Grumblenot" celebutants have been gathering to comfort each other over the loss of their partying pal. Paris and her sister Nikki Hilton were spotted with Nicole Richie, all dressed in black obviously mourning the Johnson & Johnson heiress's demise.

Johnson, 30, was recently in the news before she was found dead for asking reality TV's bisexual babe Tila Tequila to marry her. The couple appeared in a video posted online announcing their engagement with TT sporting a super-sized diamond on her ring finger calling Johnson her "Wifey."

An autopsy Tuesday found no evidence of trauma on the body and a determination of the cause of death was deferred pending toxicological tests and microscopic studies that could take eight weeks or more. The Hollywood hiller was diagnosed with diabetes as a child, it was unclear if that had a role in her death, but many say she was not taking care of herself or her disease.

Johnson should have known, diabetes and tequila don't mix...

Johnson was facing criminal charges alleging she burglarized her friend's home, model Jasmine Lennard, stealing $22,000 in lingerie, mail and jewelry.

She was in the midst of a custody battle with her mother over a little girl Casey adopted from Kazakhstan in 2007 and named Ava-Monroe after her idol, Marilyn Monroe.
"I see a lot of similarities between us," Casey said about Monroe in the Vanity Fair interview.

"They thought she was some dumb blonde, and she wasn't. She was a smart, smart broad. And I think that sometimes people look at me and think, 'Oh, Casey Johnson, she's stupid, she's blonde, she's an heiress, blah, blah, blah."

Johnson was the daughter of New York Jets owner Robert Wood "Woody" Johnson IV. She had no role in the health care products company that her great-great-grandfather founded in 1886, even though she and her two younger sisters were heirs to the fortune.

The family's involvement with the corporation ended decades ago.

In a Twitter posting Tuesday, Hilton said she was devastated by the death of her friend.
"In bed crying, looking at baby pictures of Casey, Nicky and I. I feel so upset. I feel like I've lost a sister. My heart is broken. Miss her," she wrote.

We think Lindsay Lohan should just stick to what she does best -- as this blog is linked off of what many call a "family newspaper" we can't divulge in print what that is. We're sure our readers are smart enough to insert said talent themselves.

Anyhow, like all Hollyweirdos, LiLo is schizo and can't settle on just one paramour or career path. She can't even select a gender she prefers. It might be their sense of entitlement or just the tendency to be surrounded by people who fill their heads with grandeur, whatever the case the true Hollywood actress has become extinct.

The scarlet starlet is now trying her hand at becoming a fashion designer and things are not starting off as rosy as one would hope. However, this is Lindsay -- drama queen is an understatement.

Seems one of her pals, or Li-leech, has helped himself to her sketches for her new 6126 clothing line. Patrick Aufdenkamp AKA Pootie, will debut "his" designs at NYC Fashion Week on Feb. 18.

Sources close to LiLo say that the theft has crushed her, but in a statement she tried to remain optimistic confirming she told Pootie to find another faux-iend.

"I should've known better. But new year for me and a new beginning! Health, happiness, success and love!"

Now, if she can just get over Samantha Ronson, Lindsay might just be staging a comeback becoming the Britney Spears of 2010.

We are all back in our cubes this morning and the only thing different is the annoying habit of still writing 09 on everything when it's now 2010. It's the fourth day of the month and right about now those resolutions you made have as much meaning as Tiger Woods' wedding vows.

While commitment is something that went out of style along with Paris Hilton, we here at The Frosting have pledged to make all of our days a little sweeter. In coming weeks, look for a new and improved Frosting that will satisfy all of our cravings for celebrity gossip.

We hope you didn't resolve to make better use of your company time by actually doing something productive and cease spending time in Bloggy-Wood. If so, we want you to fail miserably.

Cheers!