Sunday 30 January 2011

Father of The Year Condender? No, No, NO!!! (Pointless Celeb #21)

If your daughter is slowly killing herself on every drug under the sun, the first thing you’d do, as a worried parent, would be to march her ass straight to rehab to get help.  Not, however, if you are Mitch Winehouse.  If you’re Mitch, the first thing you do is ring the press to do an interview!!!
Here is a man who’s happy to sell every skeleton hanging in his family’s wardrobe just to get his ugly mug in the paper.  When Amy Winehouse needed help the most, did Mitch honestly think that talking to Scott Mills on the radio and doing endless TV interviews would help her in anyway?  When she needed a specialist doctor to work with her, why did he agree to make a TV show about her life giving a camera crew access all area to her and also help write a book where he invited the author on holiday to see Amy getting clean?  Simple – cash monies.  With record labels and management teams already treating Amy like a cash cow, surely her Dad would treat her differently and not just see the pound sign above her head?  Nope, I bet talking about her troubles paid his mortgage!
When Amy Winehouse first burst onto the scene she was touted as the hottest new voice in the UK.  She didn’t really talk about her family, only slagging off her dead beat, taxi driving dad through a handful of songs because he’d left her mum.  But when Mitch turned himself into the Winehouse spokesperson he tried to become Saint Mitchell of Southgate, but by then we’d all got the measure of him – a man so desperate to raise his own profile, no member of his family or topic was off limits and everything was shared just for the sake of a couple of quid.
Don't get me wrong, he played the part of the “worried father” quite adequately.  I mean, it’s not Oscar worthy, but to the untrained eye, you can understand why people have said in the past “Ahh, poor Mitch, must be hard having a junkie for a daughter.”  Hell, even I did it for a nano second.  But then my sympathy dried up when it was revealed he’d managed to secure himself his own TV show and released his own album and singles.  Those are not the actions of a man spending every waking moment worrying about his daughter!
Mitch, you are just a cabby who’s sperm produced an alright singer.  Let’s be honest, if we took away the drugs, the criminal ex-hubby, the excess drinking and public brawling we’d probably be sitting here saying “Amy Winehouse who?”, confining her to the one hit wonder bin along with all the rest of them.  All the controversy made Amy more interesting, but it made Mitch seem like a Stage 5 cling-on.  Posing for photo sessions with the paparazzi and turning up to premieres all the while sharing with us what Amy had got up to that day!
Mr W, You are NOT a celebrity.  Round our way you’d be ostracised for selling out your family the way you did – you certainly wouldn’t be hailed a “celebrity”.  Now Amy’s clean I’d like to see how long the interest in Mitch lasts – the number of interviews he’s done has already greatly reduced.  I would love it if he had to return to the black cab from whence he came. 
Mitch, reality’s calling, it’s time to go back to the day job and leave the singing to your daughter.  There’s only room for one Winehouse, and it ain’t you!
POINTLESS CELEBRITY #21 – Mitch Winehouse
H x

Monday 17 January 2011

Pratt By Name, Pratt By Nature (Pointless Celeb #20)

My God I hate Spencer Pratt.
Putting the Douche into Bag since 2006! 
I never watched, or cared about MTV’s The Hills or the cretins that it spawned.  I did a pretty good job of never seeing a single episode, that was, until it finished in 2010.  I decided to finally give it a go, acquired every single episode of all six seasons and watched them back to back in a darkened room.  It was the best summer of my life!
I was already aware from my friends that Spencer Pratt was a wrong ‘un, having had to sit through them dissecting each episode with “just LOOK at what he’s doing to Heidi”, “He’s CRAZY” and “Why can’t she just say NO!!!!!”, not actually understanding, at the time, what they were talking about. 
When I started watching the show, I decided to make my own mind up about Spencer but when he showed up in series 2 as Heidi Montag’s new boyfriend, it took me about 2 seconds before I started shouting “NOOOOOO HEIDI, NOOOOOOOO” at the TV.  How can a guy so deluded about his own self importance live on a day to day basis without someone saying “hey dude, you’re a dick”?  If I saw him walking down the street I’d have to punch him square in the face, and continue punching until a police man pulled me off his limp, lifeless body. 
The man has no redeeming features.  How could you NOT hate Spencer,? Some of his best work includes; going for a vasectomy behind his new wife’s back (even though he chickened out), alienating all his and Heidi’s friends and family, causing Heidi to lose her job, telling his own sister she was dead to him, threatening his sister in law and threatening the MTV crew!  If any of us acted the same way he has over the years we would’ve had our faces smashed in or chased out of town by an angry mob.  Because no one has called him up on his bad behaviour, instead seemingly applauded him by turning him into a cover star, he thinks he can get away with it.  My God, I’d love just five minutes with the freak – I’d tell him everything everyone seems to be too frightened to.
When he got chucked off the show in the middle of the sixth series it was because of his threatening behaviour.  But what got my blood running cold was a couple of episodes before, Spencer was on camera saying that he had banned Heidi from having a mobile, using the internet and watching TV to make sure she was “logged out of the Matrix”.  Translation – I control my because and I don’t want her reading stories on how big a prick I am because she’ll divorce me.  He’s a one man cult in bad clothes.
What gets me is that he has no talent.  From what I saw from The Hills he has never had a job, so where does his money come from?  He. just like every other pointless celebrity, he walks around thinking it’s his God given right to be on the front of magazines and on TV shows.  The reality is he’s a spoilt little three year old brat in a 27 year old’s body.  How can this guy be classed as a celebrity????
At the end of 2010, he was declared bankrupt, and, in my opinion, it couldn’t have happene to a nicer person.  People who think they can live the life of an A lister on the wage of a Z lister need their comeuppance and I’m so glad he’s starting to get his – a big black mark against his name for a good few years!  No credit cards, no store cards, no credit full stop!  The only thing I can’t understand is that after finally getting a backbone to leave him, Heidi is now back with him, so he's going to leech off her for the rest of her life and never have to grow up and get a real job.
POINTLESS CELEBRITY #20 – Spencer Pratt
H x

Sunday 16 January 2011

I’m Sure You Used To Have A Purpose (Pointless Celeb #19)

It’s not very often that a celebrity with a purpose can change into a pointless hanger on, but Carol Vorderman is fast becoming THAT celebrity!

Ms Vorderman used to be known at the UK’s brainiest woman. 

What this gal couldn’t do to numbers wasn’t worth knowing.  She also made many a teen boy’s childhood by being able to talk science and do experiments with them.  At the height of her fame, teenage girls wanted to be her (hell, I wanted to be her!) and teenage boys would get a funny feeling just looking at her (but didn’t know what it was!)
She WAS Countdown; adding up, taking away, multiplying and dividing in the blink of an eye, handing out vowels and consonants with a smile.  Where did it all go wrong Carol? 
I know!  She got divorced.
While married she was always Miss Prim and Proper - knee length skirts and high neck tops or even a fierce business suit or two.  But when she split from her hubby in 2000, she started dressing like your older, embarrassing sister trying (and failing) to hold on to her youth.  And sometimes it WASN’T pretty.  Sometimes it was mutton dressed as lamb with the boobs and legs hanging out of a dress she’d just poured herself into.  That’s NOT what we wanted from our “telly mum”!!!!  I know, being a mature woman back on the dating scene must suck and you have to make an extra effort to find the next suitor, but the woman who used to make having a day off school worthwhile, turned into a cougar overnight even before cougar’s were cool (are cougar’s really THAT cool anyway?)
She started vamping it up, caking on the makeup and adding the fake hair, eyelashes and tan so no one could take her seriously anymore.
I do think that Carol was unfairly given the bum’s rush by Channel 4 – replaced after 23 years by a 22 year old whippersnapper.  But with her brains, she could’ve got another job straight away, putting her talents to use, but instead she’s gone down the route of being THAT woman to turn up to the opening of an envelope as long as the envelope has VIP on it.  The boobs and legs are still out, and for a 50 year old, you have to give it her, she IS a foxy lady, but what’s happened to your brain’s Carol? 
She’s been on many TV shows trying to show how much of a laugh she is by taking the piss out of herself, but she's no longer the “telly mum” I remember from my youth.  Now Carol Vorderman is no better than an IT girl still trying to keep the party going even though it’s about 30 years too late.
Her fall from grace was pretty brutal, but she could’ve comeback bigger and stronger than before, sticking her fingers up to the channel execs who thought she was too old for telly, and we would've backed her, but now she seems happy to be held up as the person Paris Hilton will turn into in 20 years.
Carol, please  get a job that actually uses your brain again, because the way you’re going, you’re just a couple of months off becoming a regular hag on Loose Women – you used to have a point but right now you’re pretty pointless.
POINTLESS CELEBRITY #19 – Carol Vorderman
H x

Saturday 15 January 2011

Hey Little Rich Kids (Pointless Celebs #18)

Trash TV is my guilty pleasure. 
Trash TV has, in the past, made me change my plans of an evening to make sure I don’t miss the next edition of a mind-numbing show that reduces my IQ by 10% every 5 minutes I watch; “My Super Sweet 16”, “16 and pregnant”, “Laddette to Lady” – the crapper the concept, the more likely it is to have me hooked within seconds. It’s a love hate thing – I love to watch them and hate myself for it!
My new guilty pleasure is MTV’s Teen Cribs…
I’ve spent the past few years dipping in and out of the show, only managing 10 minutes at a time before getting envious of these precocious brats just because they have fireman poles instead of stairs, a self cleaning bathroom or a cinema room bigger than my local Odeon.  How can my 4 bed terrace in a quiet cul-de-sac compare to that?
But lately, I’ve found myself sitting in front of the TV watching episode after episode, shouting at the rich kids gurning their way through a whole 30 minutes as they show you around their Daddy’s home looking like the cat that got the cream.  But that’s just it, IT’S YOUR DAD’S HOME.  Your Dad is the one with the money to buy the self opening oven, heated toilet seats and chandeliers made from the frozen tears of Ethiopian babies.  You're just one lucky son of a bitch to be born into that family. 
I’m pretty sure all the kids on the show will NEVER actually work a day in their lives, instead coasting through life wanting to be “an actor”, living off Mummy and Daddy’s allowance, waiting for them to kick the bucket so they inherit everything.  Once you realise they are just wasters with a Platinum Visa, it’s a bit easier to handle, because you can just laugh at how deluded they are.
What annoys me it that MTV are treating and encouraging them to act like an A Lister as they ramble on about why their walk in closet is the size of my entire house and why they simply HAD to have the brand new Bentley in pink to go to prom, always trying to convince us they are the new Usher or Missy Elliot.  I even saw one episode with a 14 year old girl showing MTV around her “outside grotto that’s exactly like the Playboy mansion’s”.  YOU’RE 14.  YOU SHOULDN’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT PLAYBOY OR WHAT GOES ON IN THEIR GROTTO!!!!  And if your grotto is anything like Hef's, you may want to take a trip to the nearest STD clinic, because I don't think chlorine can save you!
What really pisses me off the most is how the privately educated, want-for-nothing, spoilt brats think they can pretend their “street” by throwing gang signs at the camera, calling their cleaner their “homie” and their mates, who just happen to be at the house on the day of filming, their “party crew”.  YOU CAN’T BE STREET – LOOK AT YOUR HOUSE – IT TAKES YOU 15 MINUTES TO WALK TO THE STREET FROM YOUR FRONT DOOR.  And then, more often than not, it’s a gated street in a gated community.  You are about at street at Prince William mate!
I’d love MTV to do the follow up show “When Teen Cribs Grown Up, Get Cut Off From Daddy, Thrown Out Of The Mansion And Have To Live In The Projects”.  Now THAT’S a reality TV show I’d watch religiously!!!
POINTLESS CELEBRITY #18 – Anyone that’s appeared in Teen Cribs
H x

Friday 14 January 2011

Nothing But a Clothes Horse With a Temper (Pointless Celeb #17)

I’ve always thought that Naomi Campbell’s a prick.  And she’s done nothing over the past few years to change my opinion that she’s a prick.
No one should ever idolise a clothes horse that’s only famous because she fell on her arse on the runway many years ago when she was trying to walk in platform shoes – walking’s not exactly hard love.  If that hadn’t happened, I’m pretty sure no one would even know her name or remember her today.
She is a vile, self obsessed hag who, for some unknown reason, is classed as a supermodel.  The only thing super about her is the size of her ego.  And this ladies ego is writing cheques her talent can’t cash!
As well as being a vapid clothes hanger, she’s also been in trouble with the law - hauled to court no less than 5 times in the past 6 years because of her temper - hitting assistants, maids, flight attendants and even a police constable.
Naomi’s weapon of choice for most of her temper tantrums is a mobile phone.  Is she stupid? If it was back in the 80’s when phones resembled bricks and gave you back ache as you carried them around, then maybe she’d be on to a winner.  But mobile’s are getting smaller and lighter – they can’t do any damage!  I’m sure she would leave more of a mark using her fist.  Plus I bet the phone company got sick of her ringing all the time asking for a replacement handset because hers was broken…. again!
Should we really be holding her up as a celebrity and a role model when she thinks it’s OK to lash out and hit people when she doesn’t get her way?  And then there’s always the drugs.
What is it that makes these people think that they are entitled to openly break the law and take illegal substances and still think it OK to have teenagers look up to them?  Just because your face is on a magazine and you are invited to the best parties around, it doesn’t give you the right to break the law.  It’s not a different rule for you just because people know your name!!!
And just when we thought she was keeping her nose clean (pun intended), she’s named in a court case against war crimes because she was allegedly given blood diamonds from Charles Taylor, the former President of Liberia, after going to an event with him and Mia Farrow.  I love the fact that Mia ratted her out saying that she’d bragged to her that she’d been given a bag of jewels.  Goes to show you have NO friends in showbiz!  Naomi claimed that she gave the diamonds to the Nelson Mandela Children Fund, yet the charity, at first, denied they were given any gems, but then changed their story and a said they had them and were keeping them safe.
It was Naomi’s manner when called to court that made her a lot of new enemies.  I know that it can’t be nice being hauled in to give evidence in a trial of a person you know, despite the fact she’s probably used being inside a court room, but she waltzed in wearing shades, even though it wasn’t sunny and she was inside and acted like a diva/moron.
Naomi, when you’re summoned to court trial for allegedly being given illegal blood diamonds, DON’T tell the judge that it’s a “big inconvenience” to you - it makes you look like a bigger c**t than you already are.  Think of the people who had to mine them in the first place and how they were treated you stupid bitch.  What did it interrupt, a trip to the hairdresser?  It's not like you actually DO anything with your life.
Since then, she’s become persona no grata and really has been laying low!  Maybe she’s got the hint, although I doubt it.  She’ll probably raise her ugly head out of the water, just like Jaws in all those bloody movies, and show that there’s life in the old dog yet!  I’ll have to make sure I’m washing my hair when that happens!
POINTLESS CELEBRITY #17 – Naomi Campbell
H x

Thursday 13 January 2011

She’s Living The Dream…. We’re Living a Nightmare! (Pointless Celeb #16)

Big Brother has unleashed an army of talentless wannabes who parade themselves across the TV and in every glossy magazine out there with a false sense of importance.  The last few series of the show even saw people openly admit they were only on the show to get famous and sell out, despite having no talent whatsoever.
The one person who gets me shouting and screaming whenever she’s on the TV or the cover of a magazine or anywhere else she can shoehorn her massive nose is Chantelle Houghton. 
As is the norm with any Big Brother candidate, she’s thick as pick shit, has a voice of a fish wife and just because she looks a bit like Paris Hilton, she thinks she can act like her too.  What was different with Chantelle was that she took part in "Celebrity Big Brother", even though she wasn’t a celebrity.  Those pesky Big Brother execs sure know how to spice up a TV show just enough to be able to flog it for a few more years!
She had to pretend that she was in a girl group even though she was tone deaf (mind you when did that stop Atomic Kitten?)  And just to show how far up their own arses the celebrities were, they all fell hook line and sinker for her sham without really questioning her.  They more interested in hogging camera time for themselves to care about a little blonde Essex chav.  It goes to prove my theory that celebs live in their own little bubble away from the world where everything revolves around them and they don't care about anyone else but themselves.  Jackasses!
The thing that made her a little bit interesting was the fact that she started to fancy and flirt outrageously with another housemate – a singer in a rather unknown band, who at the time had a long term partner!  Somehow, she ended up winning the show and pocketing £250,000 in the process!  Chantelle turned into a media sweetheart overnight.  She had her own TV show, appeared on any other show that’d have her, became a columnist (which is ironic, because I doubt she can even spell the word) and wrote her own autobiography!
And surprise, surprise, when the singer realised he was getting no headlines of his own, but Chantelle was getting loads, he dumped the long term girlfriend, hooked up with Chantelle and married her within a few months.  Together they hogged the headlines for being one of the dopiest couples around!  And when the marriage hit the skids after 10 months (because no one cared anymore) we were all supposed to look shocked and NOT say “told you so”.  Rumours were that he went back to the long term girlfriend for a bit - what a surprise!
Just when it looked like Chantelle was migrating to the celebrity graveyard filled with ex soap stars and any designer that appeared on "Changing Rooms", Big Brother had to go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like “Ultimate Big Brother”.  Pitting ALL the fuckwit contestants of the show over the years against each other to find the ultimate toss pot.  Of course Chantelle went back in – and so did the ex husband.  And the will they, won’t they love story started all over again….
… except this time we really didn’t give a crap.  And neither did he.  Even though Chantelle revealed she still had feelings for him, he strung her along, saw that she didn’t win this time, saw we didn’t care about her or any of them and then dumped her all over again. And then, once again, she was EVERYWHERE, playing the hard done by ex (while pocketing handsome pay cheques for every time she sold her story and her soul.)
You do have to give it to her though, because despite not actually doing a proper job for the past 5 years, she’s supposed to be a millionaire. 
Chantelle epitomises EVERYTHING that’s wrong with the celebrity obsession we have.  There are people looking up to her and aspiring to be her, yet she’s actually done NOTHING with her life.  How about idolising someone with at least half a brain people?
Chantelle’s a one trick reality star happy to hog headlines that paint her as the hard done by victim, wanting  and willing people to pity her.  But now Big Brother has been cancelled, what's she going to do to get her face back on the TV?  I suppose there's always "The Weakest Link", come to think about it, opening boxes on "Deal or No Deal" is more her intellectual level!
POINTLESS CELEBRITY # 16 – Chantelle Houghton
H x

Wednesday 12 January 2011

Mentally and Physically Unstable (Pointless Celeb #15)

Let’s be honest, when Paul McCartney paraded Heather Mills to the world as his new girlfriend and future wife, we all thought he was either having a laugh or having a breakdown!  What was he thinking hooking up with a chav from the North East?  She may’ve handed back his surname in the divorce, but she’s not giving up the fame she inherited by marrying a Beatle any time soon, despite having no talent to call her own!
I’ve always hated Heather Mills, even before the wedding ring hit her finger.  She’s nothing but a fame hungry whore, only interested in her own publicity.
She may well harp on about her charity work, how she gives 80% of her wages to charity, how she only ever does stuff for charity, but if you are doing it JUST for the charity, you wouldn’t feel the need to tell everyone every single day of the year.  And what do the charities get out of her attending film premiers, going on TV to talk about "her hell marriage" or waltzing around the dance floor?  Nothing.  If I were a charity, I wouldn't want her anywhere near me! 
Peg Leg Pete really did land on her foot when Macca took an interest in her.  Before that she was just  a wannabe glamour model with a face like a pitbull with a sob story that her leg was amputated after being hit by a policeman on a bike.  Knowing how she’s turn out, I wonder if the cop thinks, “Should’ve reversed over her when I had the chance!”
Even in the days leading up to the wedding there were stories that she’d thrown a strop and threw her ring out of a window after a row with Sir Paul, well, she could hardly leg it!
Heather Mills, to me, deserves all the headlines she gets.  It’s the one thing I DO love about the British press – we know how to take people down!  Remember the GMTV interview when she completely lost it?
I honestly thought (and hoped) she’d be sectioned as a bona fide fruit loop after this.  Press=1, Peg Leg=0
I can’t believe GMTV gave her air time to rant like a woman possessed, compare herself to a couple who lost their kid and a dead princess.  Hell, she even said Diana was KILLED by the press and GMTV did nothing to stop her!
If being in the public eye is too much for you to handle Heather, then move and don’t tell anyone where you’re going.  With 24 million of Paul’s money sitting in your bank account, I’m pretty sure you can afford a nice little semi somewhere no one will give a crap about you. 
IF YOU DON’T WANT TO BE IN THE PAPERS STOP SELLING STORIES YOU TROLL!
I can't believe that she honestly thought she could turn the world against a living legend.  Come on, even when stories came out that Paul would hide her leg if she'd pissed him off so she'd have to hop around the house we all laughed and felt not a shred of sympathy for her.  Why?  BECAUSE SHE'S A TROLL!!!!
Heather, hop along now, there's a dear - your 15 minutes are well and truly up.
POINTLESS CELEBRITY # 15 - Heather Mills
H x

Tuesday 11 January 2011

How To F**k It Up in 5 Easy Steps (Pointless Celeb #14)

My claim to fame is that I went to school with Gavin Henson, but it’s always swiftly followed by “he was a dick back then too!!!”
The wannabe Ken doll who looks like he gets his tan straight from a tin of Ronseal!  For someone who was touted as having a “promising career ahead of him” in school, he’s turned into the poster boy of What Not To Do.
Years ago, Gavin only ever wanted to play rugby.  He always wanted to be a famous player and would put in hours of practice on the rugby pitch.  While the rest of us would be sneaking off to smoke inbetween classes or to partake in some under the jumper over the bra groping with the boy toy of that week, he carried on playing - he didn’t give a toss because he didn’t want anything else.  It still seemed to be that way when he was picked up by The Ospreys, Lions and Wales team years later.  Everyone was saying he was destined for “great things”….. that was until Charlotte Church waggled her fanny in front of him, when it all went out the window and he pressed the self destruct button on his career;
STEP 1 : Bang Charlotte Church
When they first met, Miss Church was known as a party girl.  Drinking all day and night, taking drugs, fighting in clubs and spewing in the gutter - the type of girl a focussed, health freak would avoid at all costs.  Her vagina must be filled with cat nip or heroin, because it seemed like Gavin was hooked on her chavvy charms and in a matter of MONTHS she managed to derail his career with her IT girl lifestyle!
STEP 2 : Party Hard, Train Little
It doesn’t take a brain box to figure out that you CAN enjoy a few beers every now and again, but to keep at your peak fitness level, you have to train harder.  It’s no massive surprise to anyone (except Gavin it seems) that when he started to take his eye off the ball and concentrate more on where his next bottle of beer was coming from, he started to get injured – groin, Achilles tendons, not to mention his general fitness levels dropping to that of a 40 year old larger lout!  If only he had watched Grange Hill.  He would’ve learnt to say “No”, just like Zamo!
STEP 3 : Think You Deserve To Live The High Life
When you’re a sports star, you know that the time you have in paid employment is quite limited.  Age DOESN’T work in your favour.  Younger, faster and better looking players come up behind you ready to steal the hearts of the girlie fans.  So when you can make money, you have to make lots of it to set you up for life. 
Why did Gavin think he deserved to go to award ceremonies and glitzy nights out and expect to be treated like a VIP?  You are just a bloke who throws and kicks a funny shaped ball around a pitch – you AREN’T a celebrity!!!  If anything, you're a hanger on. 
By acting like a twat at every given opportunity, Gavin lived up to the stereotype people already have that the Welsh are fuckwits high on Stella!  I hope he enjoyed the high life while he had it, because I’m pretty sure the doors that opened for him when he was Charlotte’s plus 1 have now been slammed shut in his face! 
STEP 4 : Agree To Go Without Pay From Work
When you or I injure ourselves and have to take time off, we do everything in our power to get back to work as soon as possible.  If that means exercising morning, noon and night with specialists, I’m pretty sure we’d do it.  Gavin, who had the best physiotherapists at his disposal, decided to have a rest and take months and months off.  And when they took his money away, instead of giving him the kick up the arse he needed to get back to shape, he turned himself into a house husband, relying on Charlotte to support the family. 
As soon as that happened I predicted that the Henson-Church union would hit the skids.  No woman wants to have the burden of supporting her family entirely on her shoulders.  Don’t forget, we’ve been programmed to think a knight in shining armour is coming to protect us, care for us and pay our Visa bills!  No one wants to date a loser who can’t even afford to shop at Lidl!!!
STEP 5 : Turn Yourself Into A Laughing Stock
After sitting on your arse for over a year unpaid, when you are fit enough to return to the pitch, surely you’d want to pull your jersey on and show everyone who had you marked as a “has been” they were wrong.  Apparently not.  Apparently what you think is, “Should I add feathers or sequins to my lycra trousers this week?” 
I’m still struggling to understand why Gavin’s manager put him up for a stint on Strictly Come Dancing and why the hell Gavin said yes!!  I know coming out of a relationship can make you act a bit crazy, but the craziest I’ve ever been is eating a whole tub of ice cream by myself in less than half an hour.  Never once did I want to eye up a tutu and start the tango!!!  What was he thinking??????
I do find it funny that as soon as Charlotte kicked him to the curb and cut him off from her bank account, he was suddenly fit enough to play rugby again! 
Gavin has turned himself into a living joke.  It doesn’t matter where he plays rugby, we’ve all seen how he fell from grace and why.  When the press makes you out to be a bigger dick than the anti-Christ that is Charlotte Church, you know you’re in trouble!  There is nothing he can do now to get his career back on track.
I hope the few years of living the high life in someone else’s shadow was worth pissing your career away! Remember, “Bro’s before Ho’s” Gav – because as you’ve found out the hard way, none of us are really worth it in the long run!!! 
POINTLESS CELEBRITY #14 – Gavin Henson
H x

Monday 10 January 2011

Surely His 9 Lives Have Been Used Up?!? (Pointless Celeb # 13)

There isn’t much anyone can say about Jack Tweed that puts him in a good light.  He is thick as pig’s shit, famed for hogging headlines through bad behaviour and walks around with an air of importance that he hasn’t earned.
He crash landed into our lives in 2005, after hooking up with reality hag Jade Goody in a nightclub and becoming her boyfriend.  Nothing says Gold digger quite like a man happy to live off the coat tails of their girlfriend, sponging their way through life and her bank account.
He swaggered into the Celebrity Big Brother House along with Jermaine Jackson and "Face" from the A Team thinking he was one of them.  Within days he showed himself up to be the pond life that he really is by getting drawn into, what has to be, the biggest race row in UK TV history by calling Shilpa Shetty a c**t, dick and P**i, all done with a smug grin on his face that made me want to smash my way through the TV just to get to him and batter the crap out of him.  He had not right being in the show in the first place - he's a nobody, let alone act like he owned the house!  Surely the only people who thought he was awesome were members of the BNP – the rest of us thought HE was the c**t!
When most people become public enemy #1, they do everything in their power to turn their lives around and prove to the rest of us they are nice people really.  That is, unless you’re Jack Tweed.  He continued to grab headlines for drunken behaviour, debauchery and attacking people. He’s been in and out of prison, electronically tagged and yet still he treats it as a laugh.
When Jade was diagnosed with cancer, and looking for support from her long term boyfriend to help get her through the treatments, he was in prison for attacking a 16 year old boy with a golf club.  Shortly after being released he went straight back in for attacking a taxi driver.  And after Jade died, he was arrested for rape (although was found not guilty of the charge in court).
He said that Jade’s death would make him grow up.  It’s been almost 2 years and he’s still the same douchebag he always was - not working but always partying.  You have to ask – what the hell is he doing for money these days?  Jade left him nothing, giving all her money to her kids.  Jack hasn’t had a job of note for 6 years – how is he paying his bills?????
If ever there was an archetypal bloke you DON’T want your daughter to bring home, Jack Tweed would be that bloke!  No prospects, no money, no point to his life!
Jack Tweed.  You are a pointless scum bag who has not just a chip, but a whole sack of potatoes on your shoulder.  You need to crawl back under the rock you came out of because no one likes you or wants to see your face (unless it's being hit by a bus).  You’re about as talented as Jade, but without the sob story.
POINTLESS CELEBRTITY #13 – Jack Tweed
H x

Thursday 6 January 2011

I Wonder What Attracts a 25 year old to a Multi-Millionaire 60 years Her Senior? (Pointless Celeb #12)

When it was announced that Hugh Hefner had proposed to his latest bimbo girlfriend at Christmas, the whole world shuddered and lost their appetite.  The 84 year old (who should really know better) is to marry 24 year old Crystal Harris.

What annoys me is the fact that now she’s got a ring on her finger, she’s hot property.  Everyone wants to talk to her, wants her photo and she’s getting treated like an A List celebrity.  Just because you let an 84 year old wiener in or around you DOESN’T make you a celebrity – it makes us question your motives.  A couple of months ago no one gave a crap about you!  There’s a reason that the TV show "The Girls Next Door" stopped after her one and only series – NO ONE WATCHED IT!!!  When Holly Madison, Kendra Wilkinson and Bridget Marquardt were the ladies in Hef’s life, their show was watched by millions(and went on for five years).  After they all flew the nest, the newbies struggled to get anyone to tune in!
I got sucked into The Girls Next Door.  I do have a soft spot for Holly, Kendra and Bridget.  I’ve watched every episode and bought the box sets.  Hell at one point I wanted to BE a girlfriend just so I could hang out with the trio and become their friends!!!   But I just didn’t care about the new class – Crystal and the twins.  At least Holly et al were with Hef before the TV show and helped make Playboy cool again.  Crystal is part of hangers on who’re just doing it for self exposure.  After all, she wasted no time in getting a record deal, setting up a cosmetic range and anything else she can get her name to – including a Crystal Harris store on her website. Who the hell wants a t-shirt from the least liked girlfriend???
She’s part of the 15 minutes of fame brigade and those 15 minutes can’t be used up quick enough.  No one should look up to someone who’s happy to get whatever she wants by being on her back.  Part of me thinks if Hef is stupid enough to let these gold digging girls in his life, he deserves everything he gets.  Let him marry her, but it’ll be over before they even get their wedding snaps framed and then she’ll be entitled to a hefty chunk of his money!!  But my money’s on the fact it won’t get to the isle.  If it does, I’ll eat my wedding hat!
If it's not Holly walking down the aisle, it shouldn't be happening!!!!
POINTLESS CELEBRITY #12 – Crystal Harris
H x