<![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, enablers]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, enablers]]> http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/enablers http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/enablers <![CDATA[Reese And Ryan Finally Get Around To Signing Those Pesky Divorce Papers]]> Today’s news that Ryan Phillippe and Reese Witherspoon’s seven-year long marriage has just now “officially” ended invites all kinds of speculation on just why it took nearly two years for the divorce proceedings to finalize. Citing “irreconcilable differences” all the way back in 2006, the blonde duo split amid speculation that Ryan’s bad boy behavior ranged from publicly making out with current girlfriend Abbie Cornish on the Texas set of Stop Loss to an increasing level of resentment regarding his wife’s fast-rising star status. And while celebrity divorces do typically take longer than usual, considering how many more properties, cars, adultery allegations and cash they tend to have, we find the timing of this particular pair’s final John Hancocks a little suspicious given the past month's unusually abundant Reese-and-Ryan gossip flood. Is today’s news just a coincidence, or did each party's very public pictorial statements recently have anything to do with it?

As we had the pleasure of witnessing last month, Jake and Reese made one of their most public and skin-revealing appearances on the beach, with Reese all smiles in her itty bitty blue bikini, and Jake's impressive upper body on sunny display. And in a possible revenge ploy, Ryan agreed to accompany Abbie to an Australian awards ceremony, marking their first red carpet appearance as an official couple. Of course, it's basically public knowledge by now that Ryan took the divorce far harder than Reese, judging by his many weepy quotes about suicide and "vomiting" over the years, and Reese put Ryan in check mate first with those lovey dovey beach photos. No matter how many meetings, lawyers and arguments over child custody have taken place over the years, these pictures were apparently worth a thousand words.

]]> http://gawker.com/index.php?op=postcommentfeed&postId=5016397&view=rss&microfeed=true <![CDATA[On 'Celebrity Rehab,' Dr. Drew Teaches Jeff Conaway's Girlfriend About Why He Claims To Have Severe Menstrual Cramps]]>
Yes, yes, we know what we said last week (and, um, the week before that) about trying to shake the Celebrity Rehab monkey off our back, but, like the self-destructive guests of the Pasadena Recovery Center (except for Chyna, who's completely faking just to get some more Vh1 screen time), we're powerless against that which is bad for us. Now that the disclaimers about our own human failings are out of the way:

On last night's episode, series centerpiece/cautionary tale Jeff Conaway's girlfriend Vicki (who we learned has been cast as Rehab's primary Enabler in the first installment) received a stern talking-to by Dr. Drew for keeping her PMS-alleviating prescription narcotics in the house, as Conaway will "play her like a violin" to get into the stash that is "killing him." The couple's later, sobriety-threatening fight was yet another difficult-to-watch moment from Conaway's storyline, but knowing the extent to which reality programming is scripted, we got through it by telling ourselves that the producers were merely setting us up for the triumphant resolution of the troubled actor's character arc, in which Vicki's love helps her addiction-ravaged partner overcome his demons, and finally emerge from his stay as clean and healthy as onetime co-star Tony Danza on his first day on the set of Taxi.

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