Emma Roberts and Bella Thorne Tits at People’s Choice Awards After Party

By Lex January 07, 2016 @ 10:38 AM

Paris Hilton At The People's Choice Awards
The People’s Choice Awards is a real thing invented by the networks so that their crappy shows and celebrities could win awards before the Golden Globes and Oscars cut back to people who at least spend some effort trying to be imaginative. The highlight of the evening was when Leslie Mann got her hand stuck on Dakota Fanning’s dress and almost ripped her gown in the back while congratulating her on winning the award for Best Dramatic Actress for Fifty Shades of Grey which informs you about the voting demographic for the People’s Choice. You and I are not People in this particular model.

There is no single industry like Hollywood that lauds itself so sentimentally, self-seriously, and with extreme regularity. The plumbers and pipefitters don’t toast themselves seventeen times a year at black tie affairs dedicated to the struggle of their craft. Yet, if forced to choose, you’d probably opt for a working toilet over another episode of the hunks on Chicago Fire. The after party had tons of tits. Consider us even.

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Nicky Hilton Flashes Panties on Her Wedding Day

By Lex July 14, 2015 @ 1:22 PM

Nicky Hilton Panty Peek On Wedding Day
Nicky Hilton flashed her panties on her wedding day because beneath a $100,000 dress at a million dollar wedding still beats the heart of a Hilton. She may be boring and dull and occasionally tested with a glass slide beneath her nostrils for signs of life, but only a Rothschild gets to see the hooch. Consider this one of those stores where they don’t have price tags and if you have to ask, you can’t afford it. Those may just be urban legend. But really, you can’t afford Nicky Hilton. On the other hand, her sister will appear like Beelzebub’s snatch magnet if you’re having an epic night at the Treasure Island pai gow tables. Say Candyman three times into the ashtray of the old Chinese guy next to you. Just make sure everybody understands by candy you mean cocaine.

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Nicky Hilton Butt Cheeks And Shit Around The Web

By Michael July 06, 2015 @ 12:00 PM


Nicky Hilton showed off her butt cheeks and thong through a cut out dress at a Versace show. In other news, Nicky Hilton is still alive and this is the most interesting moment of her life.

Behold the Nicky Hilton thumper. (Egotastic)

Khloe Kardashian is probably fucking James Harden. (TMZ)

Kim Kardashian desecrates the flag by wearing it on her greasy body. (Huffington Post)

Charlotte McKinney displays her tits in GQ. (Drunken Stepfather)

Sienna Miller flashes her bikini body. (Hollywood Tuna)

Kelly Monaco in a bikini will make your eyes bug out like a cartoon wolf. (Popoholic)

Mind the thigh gap. (The Chive)

Nicky Hilton Found a Purpose

By Lex June 08, 2015 @ 9:03 AM

Nicky And Paris Hilton On A Boat For Nickys Bachelorette Weekend
It’s hard to say which of the fractured Hilton ducklings is the least horrible. I’m going with Nicky. In ten years of tracking celebrities I’ve never seen Nicky not on her cellphone, but fuck, if the worst thing you can say about a Hilton is they’re a tedious chatterbug, you have you best Hilton ever. After dropping out of fashion school and pretending to run a few phony failed businesses in her 20′s, Nicky Hilton had begun to lack purpose. There were insidious rumors she was keeping down her meals. Somebody found her a British banking Rothschild which is a nice get if everyone agrees the Jewish ancestral line isn’t to be discussed. Nicky’s now to be settled into a life of charity balls, a single child named Baron Escalade, and a molasses slow suicide from three parts of a Heath Ledger cocktail. Paris has already picked out the dress and color coordinated selfie stick. The Winans gospel will bring the crowd to tears. Who let the colored folk in through the front door?

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Nicky Hilton Is Now Boring in a Bikini

By Lex December 08, 2014 @ 11:53 AM

Nicky Hilton Flashes Booty In A Leopard Print Bikini In Miami
When the answer is Paris Hilton and the question is which Hilton sister got all the charm, you might as well wrist cut your way out of the Jeopardy competition if you’re the other one. There’s an opiated elderly woman in Western China who has barely moved on a porch rocking chair for the past thirty years as her teeth drop into the crusty mound of feces beneath her who’d make better company for a two hour layover than Nicky Hilton. Both speak in short monosyllabic grunts, but if you linger long enough with Old Mrs. Chao, you’ll hear the story about the time Mao and his Red Army rode through the valley and used her like a semen cushion between battles. That beats a Nicky Hilton purse shopping yarn by several leagues.

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What The Fuck Happened to Books?

By Lex June 02, 2014 @ 8:34 AM


It’s no wonder the kids aren’t reading books anymore. It seems like only last year the New York BookExpo hosted masters of the ink and paper like Gwyneth Paltrow with her perfect recipes for guilt-free paella and a happy marriage. This year we got Farrah Abraham, Nicky Hilton, and Lena Dunham, the Hemingways of the Millennials. Of the three of them, Lena is the only one capable of fashioning the written word. If you’re up for a couple hundred pages into the self-absorbed hijinks of an entitled chubby girl with a loyal user card at Planned Parenthood, this is your summer read.

Farrah Abraham’s saucy novel follows the erotic tales of the completely fictional character Fallon Opal. Fallon rises to fame on a reality show, has an ass-to-mouth sex tape released she pretends is against her wishes, and finds a swarthy man named Dimitri to love her for who she really is, which I guess is Farrah Abraham. It’s hard to believe people would read books about the making of porn rather than just, I don’t know, watch porn, but dumb people need dumb books too.

Nicky Hilton is the world’s most boring person. Like her sister she’s not endowed with the ability to count high enough to certify a full deck of playing cards. Unlike her sister she lacks the joie de vivre and Neurosyphilis Dementia to be interesting. But, she’s got a book. If you ever wanted  to know how to dress like a trainable heiress who still cowers in fear when it rains, Style 360 is a must read. Get it now before her publicity teams buys up all the first-runs so they can pretend real people bought it.

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