filed under: side boob

• Gisele gifts us with the side of her supermodel superbooble. (Drunken Stepfather)

• All hail the Poshycat Doll. (Daily Stab)

• Kids, heed the sad tale of Naomi Campbell's hairline: weave abuse leads to baldness. (Yeeeah!)

• Rihanna has a crotch that emits mystical hot pink beams! (Cityrag)

• More Mischa Barton titty buttons from Closing the Ring. Now with video! (Egotastic!)

• Julia Roberts stinks. (FemaleFirst)

• Julianne Moore shows Moore of herself. Namely, nipples. (Fatback)

• Billie Piper flashed a peck of freckled poppers. (Hollywood Tuna)

• Amy Winehouse spends a night being dainty and demure. (CelebWarship)

• Miley Cyrus in a typical MySpace picture pose. I.e., with exposed underwear. (Pop Crunch)

• Ashley Olsen thinks paparazzi are "weird and scary". Also, paparazzi thinks Ashley Olsen is "weird and scary". (Female First)

• Kate Beckinsale does Anna Karina for Mean magazine. Eat your tits out, Lohan-as-Marilyn! (Popbytes)

• Kate Moss models. She doesn't model clothes, though, since it seems she's not wearing any. (Egotastic!)

• Mischa Barton's recent DUI charges haven't affected the buoyant spirits of her side boob much. (Taxi Driver)

• Star Jones is set to divorce husband Al Reynolds, because she "felt Al had spent their marriage riding her success while she did all the heavy lifting". Either that, or Al spent their marriage riding hot, oiled-up dudes who look like they do a lot of heavy lifting. (I Don't Like You In That Way)

• Some yahoo called 911 on Heather Locklear and told them she was going to kill herself. Denise Richards, you prankster. (CelebWarship)

• Heath Ledger never updated his will to include Michelle Williams or baby Matilda. (Celebridiot)

• Button, button, who's got the button? Patricia Heaton sure doesn't. WTF? (Drunken Stepfather)

• Jenna Jameson dresses up as Bettie Page for PETA. "I'd rather get donkey-punched after ATM than wear fur!" makes for a pleasant catchphrase. (The Blemish)

• Janet Jackson has been hospitalized with the flu. Much more plausible than "Exhaustion", to be sure. (I'm Not Obsessed)

• Rebecca Romijn's lettuce heads. They're ripe, they're healthy, they're shilling for mall-slut store Bebe! (Popoholic)

God, Rihanna, you are so selfish. It's all you, you, you, isn't it? First you break up with Shia TheBeef, sending him on a downward spiral that ended with drunken Walgreens loitering. There is no lower low. Then you show up to your cousin's wedding all, "Look at my boobs, look at my boobs." Do you ever think of anyone else? They have feelings too, you know. The National Enquirer reports (vai Celebitchy):

The 19-year-old singer went to her cousin Nigel Alstrom’s wedding in Barbados on Oct. 27. But before the happy couple even cut the cake, she was asked to take her on-display breasts and her diva attitude and get out, say sources.

“Rihanna is known for dressing very sexy - but no one expected her to show up at a wedding dressed like she was on stage,” declared a family insider. “She was the center of attention instead of the bride - and the bride and groom got upset!”

The entertainer also put on a show - blowing kisses to fans as she entered the church.

“She would have been more low-key, dressed appropriately and not have had such a ’star attitude,’” said the family insider.

“She had words with her aunt and mother, and she was asked to leave.”

“She asked what was she supposed to do - come dressed in a paper bag? Rihanna agreed to leave.”

That was so rude, Rihanna. Everyone knows you only bring side boob when you're related to the bride. Do yourself a favor and read Emily Post before you go to any more weddings.

You know how when you imagine a celebrity talking and it just doesn't seem accurate if you leave out a key word? Paris Hilton is nothing without "hot", Britney Spears just isn't country enough without "y'all", and Keira Knightley can't get through one damn sentence without saying "tits". When she's at the pub she yells to the barkeep, "Give my tits some bloody ale, bloke." And when she heads off to the loo it's, "My tits gotta take a leak." It's just tits, tits, tits with this one. Maybe she thinks that every time she says the word a little more chestular fat accumulates and eventually she'll actually look like her Photoshopped Chanel ad, of which she said:

Those things certainly weren't mine. We had an interesting discussion when they said: 'We want to make them slightly larger and you'll get approval' and I was like: 'OK, fine. I honestly don't give a shit.'

I don't have any tits, so I can't show cleavage.

We're very happy that Keira likes to keep herself busy and has three movies coming out in the next year, because there's a very good chance that if one of the directors asked her to strip completely naked and masturbate with an assortment of produce on a bed of chicken feathers (you know, because it would help to devekop her character), she'd say, "Why the fuck not? I honestly don't give a shit. Tits."

These pictures of Debra Messing are very versatile. You see, you can take them at face value, and admire the lovely flame-maned Deb in all her side snoobular glory. Or you can take your thumb and cover up her head and then stare at said bra-free side snoob, kicky, ill-fitting bubble-hemmed romper, curious gladiatrix sandals, "hey guys, look, I READ!" book, and fish belly toned flesh, and easily pretend that it's Kirsten Dunst. It's like getting two ladies in one! That's a better value than the Baconator, even.




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So you're an internationally famous and sometimes beloved starlet who's having a bit of a hard time convincing the public that your rehab stint stuck. And by "having a bit of a hard time" we mean "was caught on camera hoofing rails in a bathroom stall." So what's a girl to do? Why, show her titties, of course. Unfortunately the timing was a bit bad, as Lindsay's only chesticle-flashing opportunity directly following the coke shots was at the Metropolitan Museum of Art's Costume Institute Gala, a super classy event. If only the Nickelodeon Kid's Choice Awards had been last night. Lindz never would have had a problem showing up there in just some razor-blade-shaped pasties and a fig leaf. more »

So what's Natalie Portman wearing here? It looks like a glorified bib. What a world! What a world we live in, where an A-list star can show up at an event wearing a $3400 silk charmeuse lobster bib accessorized with two jaunty Band Aids worn Courtney Love style on the arm, and still come out smelling like a rose. How do we know she smells OK? Deodorant smearage.

Click, cut and whammo. Near-nip. more »