Monday, April 24, 2006

Because I Can

I love celebrities. I just do. Why? Well, why do people love soap operas? The crazy hair, the plastic surgery, the he-did-what and she’s-with-who—but with celebrities, it’s real! Katie Holmes, a wholesome Catholic girl from Kansas, really did just have an aging super star’s illegitimate baby, and he really is trying to brainwash her into a cult. Really! This is happening! And there are pictures!

That being said, I have definite opinions about these people I’ve never met.

Celebrities I Dislike

Tom Cruise, ever since he split with Nicole Kidman (the Katie thing is just icing)
Mischa Barton (because she obviously never eats)
Keifer Sutherland (he looks like a nasty drunk)
Julia Roberts (I don’t know. But I do anyway.)


More entertainingly, there are some celebrities that I should dislike on principle, but I just don’t. See below.

Paris Hilton. Really. Despite the standing-on-a-car-at-Sundance and making everyone look for her lost two-carat diamond bellybutton ring. Despite the Greek shipping heirs. Despite the thousand-dollar-a-month tan and her nagging magazines to make her fake blue eyes even bluer. Why? Because she so, so, so loves being a celebrity, and really, she’s famous for… nothing. Except maybe the Greek thing. She’s got some serious chutzpah.

Mariah Carey. That girl consistently wears too-little and too-tight clothing. Most recently, I gazed at pictures of her frolicking in an ocean, while a very small white bikini tried and failed to cover her vavooms. That girl looks like she loves her pasta, and you know what? I think she looks fab.

Donald and Melania Trump. “Can I have a baby?” “As long as you look good.” “Can I have some diamonds?” “As long as you look good.” How refreshingly straightforward.

Ashton Kutchner and Demi Moore. Because besides being smokingly tasty, they’re just...cute. Despite the age difference. Despite that he fell in love with her while standing in a hotel hallway, listening to Demi tuck her children into bed. God bless ‘em.



Lastly, my girls. We maybe have never met, but I know that if Queen Latifah and Mandy Moore ever came into my corner of the world, we would totally be best friends. Forever.

Really.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I would love to make some condescending remark about my dear wife's addiction, but she's caught me far too many times with her smut mags, (honestly, I've purchased a couple) for me to have any pedestal from which to condemn.

That being said, I think she's sick.

JRL said...

I think you're both sick.

Anonymous said...

oh come now john, it's like following any group of people you've never met, but are fascinated by their lives.

How's the Ferrari team doing this year?
Or the Ducati racing team?

hmmmmm?

Anonymous said...

I know that this entry has been up for a little while, but I feel I must comment on it.

My secret obsession isn't so secret anymore - as I was found out a few months ago. I am in love with thesuperficial.com and it's brother: idontlikeyouinthatway.com. I have a problem. :) I hope they can contribute!

That being said; I'm looking forward to seeing you and the Mr. in a few weeks. I hope you have a great day!

~Sarah - Jon's gf.