We've been thinking that growing a human in her gut has turned Nicole Richie into a sensible person. She's gaining weight, staying out of the way of paparazzi, and not feasting on parts of the animal that normal people throw away like Milla Jovovich. Sure, there was that whole possible smoking thing, but Britney's kids seemed to turn out fine, didn't they? Anyway, we were wrong. Nicole isn't so much sensible as batty as an old maid. According to Star magazine:
[Nicole Richie] recently bought a canine tuxedo for her mutt, Honeychild, and a bridesmaid dress for her Pomeranian, Foxxy Cleopatra, from tony Santa Monica pet store The Wagging Tail. She wants the pooches to walk down the aisle with her when she weds her baby daddy.
We're a bit disappointed in Nicole here. Not because having dogs act as the wedding party is a stupendously stupid and disastrous idea, but because she's usually a bit more original than that. Dogs have been done, dear. And by Tori Spelling no less. Why not try ostriches or salamanders? Sure, the outfits would be a bit tough to procure, but you could have them specially made, and at least then you wouldn't be festering in the shadow of Donna Martin.
