Monday, July 25, 2005

The Way They Were

Friend of Felt Up Michele S., who is rapidly becoming quite the super-celebrity-spy, has passed along the following dossier about the Doomed Doherty/Moss Affair, from Ireland Online:
Supermodel Kate Moss has reportedly split from her fiance Pete Doherty after the troubled rocker was involved in a violent street brawl at the weekend.

Single mum Moss, 31, has ordered the self-confessed heroin addict to move out of her Oxfordshire, England mansion, following Doherty's fight in a north London street on Friday.

Doherty and musician pal Alan Wass fought with a group of Somali youths after they shouted "crackhead" at him, reports British newspapers The Sun and Daily Mirror.

Following the fight, Moss told Doherty in a tearful phonecall she was going to work in America and wanted him to leave her house by the time she returned.

According to friends of the beauty, Moss said: "I still love Pete but can't put up with his unpredictability anymore. I can't go on spending every day and night worrying about Pete. He would disappear without a word and I would not hear from him for several days."

Hmmmm. Can this break-up really be The End? They've done this before, after all. But how can Kate give up all the glamor? All the fabulous good times? All the hot, hot hott sexiness? Let's take another look at this hunka hunka burning love, shall we?

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Just feast your eyes on him! Yummy! I'm sure this won't be the last time I run this picture. They'll either get back together, or she'll decided to move on to a torrid affair with Tom Sizemore, or Pete will go into rehab to try and win her back...we'll just have to wait and see what kind of magic Ms. Moss conjures up beneath her Boho Chic sleeves!

Speaking of Bo-Hoes, there was another round of "not-so-blind" blind items in Page Six today. The most intriguing one was "just asking":
Which newly humiliated actress is not so innocent herself? We hear that while visiting her cheating man on a movie set, she hooked up with his married co-star during an all-night cocaine binge . . .

Wow, this one's a real head-scratcher, all right. "Newly humiliated?" Now, let me see....could it possibly be Kate's fellow fashion victim, Little Miss Perfect herself whose name rhymes with, uh, Rienna Killer?

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And "married co-star" in an "all-night cocaine binge?" I'm not pointing fingers, don't get me wrong...but wasn't a certain actor who is well-known for his ability to take a joke and whose name rhymes with, uh, Ron Lenn, working on "All The King's Men" with Jude "Breakin' The" Law in New Orleans while Nannygate was going on?

I'm not sayin'...I'm just sayin'.

In honor of the sad break-ups and betrayals and furry-vest-wearing going on in jolly olde England, I would like to present these words by a woman who has known her share of heartache and loss and bad fashion choices, Ms. Barbra Streisand, followed by a wee pictorial walk down memory lane. Take it away, Babs!

Memories light the corner of my mind.
Misty water color memories
Of the way we were.

Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind,
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were.

Can it be that it was all so simple then,
Or has time rewritten every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again,
Tell me? would we? could we?

Memories may be beautiful and yet,
What's too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget.

The Way They Were, 2005:

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FIN.

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