Something needs to be said of Japan's take on Ronald McDonald. If nothing else, they deserve huge amounts of praise for coming up with an original take on such an established icon. Personally I don't know about the metrosexual McDonald, but their female version gets a great big thumbs up in my book. I've never understood the logic of using a frightening clown as a mascot when you could just use a sexy woman instead. Or if not a sexy woman, at least a mildly attractive one dressed up in an altered clown costume.
It's amazing how the wrong top can make even the skinniest of women look fat. Eva Longoria has got a frame that even anorectics would envy, but that floofy top makes her look like she's pregnant or something. So let this be a lesson to all you women out there, stay away from the floofy tops. Unless, of course, the floofy top happens to be see-through. In which case, wear it with all the confidence in the world. See-through clothing is awesome.
If ever there was any doubt that Britney Spears is the greatest poet in the world, then this little diddy should put all those concerns to rest. Move over Pablo Neruda and make room for a poet that actually has talent.
Honeymoon Poem
A honeymoon at last, to get away from it all
My assistant Fe gave me the call.
I remember it well, as she was smilin'
She said it was called Turtle Island.
I packed my bags light and quick,
Then grabbed my pink dress & favorite lipstick.
We hopped on a plane and took our flight
I slept really well, all through the night.
As we arrive, I turn and look out the door,
People are greeting us right at the shore.
A meal, a shower and some ice cream
Then I threw my man down, you know what I mean!
Magical nights filled with stars
Silence is golden, no running cars.
Private dinners, romantic fires
Little piece of heaven, whatever your heart desires.
Friendly "hellos" and never goodbyes
When you're having fun, oh, how time flies!
As we sit and prepare to make our part
I thank you, Turtle Island, with all my heart!
Reader Laura writes in: I love Christina Aguilera. She makes my imaginary penis very happy. However, as much as I would love to hump Miss Aguilera repeatedly, sometimes I wonder what the hell she is thinking. As of this moment I am quite undecided on this photoshoot. Artsy, yes. Hot? Maybe not. Unless you like your women with 20's-style-moustaches.
Personally, I like my women with 80's pornstar-style moustaches. You know the kind I'm talking about. Those sleazy looking things that Ron Jeremy likes to sport. But on a woman. Hot!
On Tuesday, a Las Vegas judge granted Nicky Hilton and her husband of 86 days, Todd Meister, the annulment they were seeking. Just curious, but do any famous people ever stay married anymore? Or is that just for us regular folk who don't drink champagne for breakfast and take dumps on solid gold toilets? Anyways, in a joint statement, Hilton and Meister said they remain "good friends." Yay, they're still friends. Yay, nobody cares.
*Note: To help reduce confusion, the first picture is of Nikki Hilton with Tom Ford, the fashion designer, and not her fake husband Todd Meister. -- thanks Ellen
As of November 13th, Star Jones will be no more. This Saturday, Star will become Mrs. Al Reynolds, and she sent out an email informing everyone at The View that she's taking her husband's name personally and professionally. She wants to be called Star Reynolds and is dropping Jones completely. Not that it matters, because America will continue to refer to her as "that fat black chick on The View."
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