Top Chef Host Padma Laksmi has an appetite for Billionaires

Posted on October 25, 2012 by bluntblackblog

What she lacks in the kitchen… she makes up for in the bedroom!

The poster girl for sleeping your way to the top, Padma Lakshmi apparently has more heat and drama in the bedroom than a Top Chef finale! Rumor has it she allegedly cheated on author Salman Rushdie with Harvey Weinstein to secure her Top Chef gig.

But that wasn’t enough for our dear Padma, whose social climbing appetite is voracious, and thus proceeded to go after billionaire Ted Forstmann, then venture capitalist, Adam Dell, of Dell computers fame, who fathered her child (she kept that one quiet for a while). It seems Padma is on the wrong Bravo show – she should host The Billionaire Matchmaker!

photos via zimbio and guestofaguest

Who Are You Kidding Nicole?

Posted on October 23, 2012 by bluntblackblog

Rumor has it Nicole Kidman has not only one, but both of her daughters via a surrogate, allegedly her sister Antonia who happened to “disappear” around the time Nicole announced her first “pregnancy.“ Which means she toted around Beyonce’s favorite accessory, a fake baby bump for a few months. I guess these stars do like “method acting” approach when it comes to pulling the wool over the public’s eyes. Oh well, at least Nicole admitted it the second time around. Will Beyonce do the same or do we have to go through the “closer down hospital wing” charade again?

photo via mamamia

Taylor’s always too Swift to turn on the Phony Surprise!

Posted on August 12, 2012 by bluntblackblog

Dear Taylor Swift. We know you are young, and “talented” (it does after all take a great deal of talent to write the same miserable breakup dirge of a song over and over and still profit from it), and successful, and have managed to sleep your way through Hollywood without being dubbed “Trampy Taylor” – in our opinion the most impressive feat (and one for which I’m sure Scarlett Johansson and Jessica Simpson resent you for). So is it really necessary to pretend to be SO shocked, in an OTT “oh my gosh I can’t believe this is happening to me” way EVERY SINGLE TIME YOU WIN AN AWARD??? Yes Taylor. You won. Again. So stop with the pretentious “who me” charade. And, dear readers, just as an FYI, most of the time this saccharine sweet southern belle knows when she’s winning ahead of time (ahem, AMAs…). Which makes this insipid display of forced self deprecation more painful to watch than Lea Michele contorting herself on the red carpet.