Aww, look at his face. I feel like Enrique Iglesias very often looks pleasantly surprised, which is a good look for him. Most recently, he was pleasantly surprised when he learned the news that he was selected to perform the song "Can You Hear Me" as the official anthem of the 2008 UEFA European Football Championship.
Sweet! I adore sports championship anthems sung by pop stars--especially Latin ones! OK, I'm just basing that on the fact that I love Gloria Estefan's "Reach," the 1996 Summer Olympics song. What can I say? The rhythm got me.
Commercial director of Euro 2008 Philippe Margraff said of Enrique, "He is an international star who is passionate about football and who has European roots." Ha! "European roots" totally sounds like a euphemism for "he's sort of gay." Kidding! But seriously, he's not gay - he's just European-ish.
Fergie is so odd. She performed Barracuda on the Today show and got unnecessarily sexed up. Good for her for having so much energy, but I seriously can't deal with a spandexed, horny Fergie before I've had my morning latte.
At one point, she looked like she was going to molest the guitarist, then she started crawling around on her hands and knees like a cat in heat, writhing around in her tight, shiny clothes. Then there were the one-handed cartwheels, which were plentiful, but a little worrisome since I know she's wet herself on stage before. Also, I have a feeling Fergie thinks Axl Rose originally sang this little ditty.
Needless to say, it was a little jarring and a bit too sexy for this time of day. I'm just sad I missed seeing Meredith Vieira's reaction it all.
Just try to admire how nice she looks from about the thighs up. Block out the rest like I did when that older kid molested me behind a tree on summer vacation. He didn't even buy me dinner. Bastard. Here's the lovely Jennifer Hudson out and about and pushing the limits of fashion. She has a new album coming out in September, and the first single ("Spotlight") will drop on June 9. The day before J. Harvey's birthday! I'll let you know where to send presents and her song on iTunes is not what I had in mind.
Jennifer worked with Robin Thicke, Timbaland, Ne-Yo, and songwriter Diane Warren on the record. And she's very happy with it.
"I'm beyond ecstatic about my new album," she said. "I think people will be pleasantly surprised because it shows a side of my work that no one has heard before."
Effie's also in the Sex and the City movie., so maybe Patricia Fields is to blame for the leggings and sandals. Or maybe she got drunk and thought she would look eclectic. Either way, stop.
Country star Keith Urban is all aflutter about his impending bundle of dysfunction with actress Nicole Kidman. He is set to perform at the Academy of Country Music Awards in Las Vegas, and spoke to a local radio station about his baby fever.
"I'm very excited about it," Urban said. Urban's not sure of the due date, but knows the kid's gender. But he's not saying.
"I'm glad we found out though, because it brought it home, you know what I'm saying." Yeah, you gotta stop boozin' and cokin' with the groupies and paint the nursery.
Other country stars at the rehearsal for the awards show were cheerin' on Keith in his bid for normalcy. Rascal Flatts lead singer Gary LeVox (that's a fake name, right?) is behind him all the way.
"Keith is such a passionate person," LeVox said. "He'll be a great dad for sure." Hey, he's stuck around for Nicole post-Botox addiction. If he's cool with watching his wife's face slowly roll off her head, he's not going to be put out by dirty diapers.
More photos of Keith Urban at the Academy of Country Music Charitable Fund's New Artists' Party for a Cause at MGM Grand Hotel Casino in Las Vegas after the jump.
What in the blue hell is on his face? Get some Campho-Pehique for that! That's not going to work. Shoot it, then! Here's Pete Doherty, whatever that is on Pete's mug, and Amy Winehouse on a drug run or maybe just stumbling around in a haze of crack smoke. Pretty soon they're going to be holding the door for you at Store 24 and pointedly calling you "sir" when you don't have any cash on you.
The two soon-to-be drug casualties were out celebrating Pete's release from jail and the recent dropping of charges against Amy. They rolled up on the Jazz After Dark bar in London's Soho section at 2 AM, only to find it closed. So, instead of going to find another bar, they banged on the windows, and whistled for someone to come open it up for them. Why? Because they're crackheads.
No one came to the door, so they finally gave up and went back to Amy's crackhouse. To do crack. Why? Because they're crackheads.
Those jean shorts of hers have seen some battles, let me tell you.
This is what happens when you cross the streams of your proton packs! Good Christ, that's a lot of drug lips smashing together! Splash them with holy water to separate them! Drug dealers could harvest the saliva from that liplock and keep people high for generations!
Pete Doherty laid a smack on Amy Winehouse's sore-ridden mouth as a goodbye outside her place in Camden. Pete was whoopin' it up (re: getting all sorts of high on as many chemicals as possible) at Amy's joint after playing a gig with his band Babyshambles. He was celebrating getting out of the clink. That boy is literally made of drugs. Isn't that like releasing Exhibit #A?
Pete's gig was at The Forum in Kentish Town, and he thanked "everyone who wrote a letter over the last month." That's what got him free? Or were there keys in those letters?
In other legal emancipation news, Amy Winehouse was cleared of charges stemming from that hot video where she lights up her crackpipe and makes like the Little Junkie That Could. She was pinched last week and spent nine hours in jail. The video also reportedly shows her doing coke and E. So did they have their blind officer watch ut?
Little Red Riding Head. This chick is crazy ambitious. She will do anything to achieve stardom. Why doesn't she just do Surreal Life and call it a day? Rumer WIllis reportedly plans to release an album. She needs a nap. She's trying too hard. Settle down, Rumer. Have a hot dog at Pink's and regroup.
Rumer is reportedly being sought by "music executives" for her "deep, husky voice." Drag show?
"She can definitely hold a good tune -- keep in mind her mother, Demi, has a sultry, raspy voice, and father, Bruce, likens himself as being a blues artist," a music industry insider says. "With the right production and material, she could put out something solid and already people are talking."
The only thing people are talking about is how they're praying there's not a video. Oh, Rumer. Put on your yarn beret and work in a bookstore. There's always your trust fund.
Sting me, bumblee girl! And the purple shoes. Only someone as exquisite as as Rihanna could pull off this palette. I even like Chris' wacky robot t-shirt. Rihanna and Chris Brown were recently spotted making time at a KFC in Miami. These two have been all shifty about their relationship. Now the bumblebees out of the bag!
When Rihanna realized there was paparazzi on them on Wednesday night, she reportedly put her arms around Chris Brown's neck and "planted a lingering kiss on his lips." She's obviously had enough sneaking around.
Rihanna recently spoke about how close her and Chris Brown have gotten, but stopped short at defining their relationship. And now you know.
Jessica Simpson performed at a concert for the troops at Camp Pendleton Thursday night, and revealed to the press that she's going to be sister Ashlee's maid of honor. Ashlee is possibly pregnant and marrying Fall Out Boy heartthrob/Cover Girl Pete Wentz.
Jessica replied "of course," when she was asked if she would be standing up for Ashlee on her wedding day. Well, what else does she have going on?
Simpson performed alongside Janet Jackson, Snoop Dogg, Ne-Yo, and Pamela Anderson in a three hour concert that night. I can only imagine what Pammy Anderson was performing. Jess sang "These Boots Are Made For Walkin'" in a skintight red top, jeans and stiletto heels. I gotta hand it to her, she gives her all for the troops.
You would too. She used to be able to rest her head on Ryan Reynolds' rock-hard abs. Then they broke off their engagement last year. Alanis Morrisette and his abs, I mean. And now he's engaged to Scarlett Johansson! That bitch can't sing! At least not about giving head in a theater! Alanis Morrisette says that she "hit rock bottom" last year.
She says she had to take a break due to "a personal unraveling of significant relationships in my life." Oh honey, just say it. Ryan took off and you were devastated. I would be, too. Look at that body.
Her new album, Flavors of Entanglement, hits on June 10 (J. Harvey's birthday!), and it's how she worked through her issues she says. That, and everything from "pounding pillows" (with Scarjo's face on them) to "sharing with intimate friends." So she f*cked her way back. Good for her.
Alanis hasn't lost her faith in love, though.
"Oh yeah. My nature is always hope filled. It's more about values matching now. That's the foundation," she says. Oh shit, she joined EHarmony? Those bitches are homophobic and I'm disappointed in Alanis now.
The Canadian songstress says she's dating someone but declined to reveal who. It's totally George Glass.
