<![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, kimberly stewart]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, kimberly stewart]]> http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/kimberlystewart http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/kimberlystewart <![CDATA[John Mayer's Career Vs. John Mayer's Love Life: Does One Not Exist Without The Other?]]> Where is Jennifer Aniston? We've been asking ourselves that question for what feels like three whole days now. And we're apparently not the only ones. At a gig in Milwaukee last night, boyfriend John Mayer was pouring his heart into those Grammy-winning sobfests he calls a repertoire when the usual "I want your body!" and "Are you sure you're not gay!" yelps from fans turned from coos to catty. Reports People, "Several fans were overheard yelling 'Where's Jennifer?' and 'Bring Jen Out!' in between songs." Though Mayer got his revenge by boring the crowd to tears with a volatile hate rant against the Internet and all its "vulgar" ways, we couldn't help wondering how long the oh-so-serious musician will allow yet another tabloid-y romance interfere with his craft. Or is his craft only sustainable with the help of all these tabloid-y romances?

During the singer's first tour of love with original Mayer groupie Jessica Simpson, his girlfriend displayed an eerily similar series of uber-fan moves by schlepping along a big camera to take mid-performance pictures with and "rocking out" at his concerts. But Simpson's unsurprising lack of actual knowledge when it came to his song lyrics and tendency to steal Mayer's thunder by distracting the crowd with her awkward dance moves and lip syncing. And Aniston is continuing the star status-for-headlines narrative by proving herself to be the main attraction during his shows and, according to PopCrunch, behaving every bit like the notoriously jealous Jessica and having potentially man-stealing starlets like Kimberly Stewart ejected from the audience. With all the off-stage girl drama that comes with a John Mayer performance, it looks like any press he actually receives for his career is directly related to how big of an ass his current paramour can possibly make of herself gig after gig.

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<![CDATA[Jude Law And Kimberly Stewart Drown Sorrows In Each Other's Pants]]> Sometimes a new celebrity hookup will bare its ugly-bumping face, and you’re just not sure who to feel sorrier for. Such is the case with Hair Club For Men member Jude Law and rebellious rock royalty Kimberly Stewart. The two were spotted “snogging” in a British dive bar, and fellow Guinness gulpers took advantage of the very touchy-feely moment to snap a few photos on their phone. But given Law’s dating history, especially compared to Kim’s laundry list of raggedy paramours, we have to wonder whether Jude simply thought the newly cropped quasi-star was Sienna through his beer goggles.

While his mop top was still intact, Law was linked to Miller, Natalie Portman and underwear model Susan Hoecke. But with no prospects recently, the British press see this dalliance with Stewart as his way of "slumming it." As for Kimberly, who's made a living dating other stars' leftovers like Calum Best and Cisco Adler, she hasn't done herself any favors by offering up her reputation to the feisty UK tabloids and their claws. On the plus side, Rod Stewart could finally have a prospective son-in-law; too bad they won't be able to trade hair tips.

[Photo credits: The Sun]

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<![CDATA[Having Officially Run Out Of Solids To Snort, Celebrities Turn To The Liquid 'Gas Chamber']]> What exactly is a star to do when they've run out of things to snort up their much-abused noses? The Nesquik-laced coke trend had some buzz for awhile but quickly got old. Then Keith Richards tried an even more inventive trick by blowing rails constructed from his daddy's ashes. And let's not forget Steve-O, who decided snorting wasabi would make for a grand old time. But the award for most logical next snortable substance of choice must go to Amy Winehouse (surprise!), who recently kickstarted a brand new trend in nose candy parlor games with Kelly Osbourne in London this week. Details on the rules and regulations for a fun little lethal game called Gas Chamber after the jump.

According to Showbiz Spy, Amy and Kelly were hanging out with Kimberly Stewart and Winehouse producer Mark Ronson at London's Bungalow 8, where the crew quickly grew tired of same-old same-old rounds of shots (20 of them? Yawn!). So what to do next? According to a source, Amy "covered one nostril, tilted her head back and sucked the vodka shot down her open nostril through a straw. 'She threw back her head and reeled in shock and everyone around her looked stunned.'" (We don't think the UN will be too pleased upon reading this, eh?) But before you rush home to play with your friends, be wary of Showbiz Spy's helpful warning: "The game is particularly dangerous because it gets alcohol absorbed directly into the bloodstream." Not to worry though, we're pretty sure that's the point!

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<![CDATA[Misidentifying Jerry]]> bay-bruckheimer.jpgToday's Page Six describes an unfortunate, if understandable, gaffe by Hilton Posse member Kimberly Stewart, who repeatedly misidentified superproducer Jerry Bruckheimer at a recent party:

ENGAGEMENT-happy rock spawn Kimberly Stewart needs to learn the names of movie-industry power players if she wants to pursue an acting career. While partying with a gaggle of girlfriends at Mansion in South Beach last weekend, she kept introducing blockbuster-maker Jerry Bruckheimer, who was at the table next to hers, as fellow popcorn schlockster Michael Bay. We're told Bruckheimer never corrected the tipsy Stewart and seemed to get a kick out of the mistaken identity.

Bruckheimer may have been a good sport about the mistake (it's certainly not the first time a chick mixed up the frequent collaborators after a couple of chocolate martinis), but Stewart's probably ruined her chances of playing "Dogwalking Bimbo #3" in his next movie, a small, but pivotal, character who is tragically mowed down by an out-of-control Hummer as it jumps the sidewalk, pulverizing her, a pair of pink Ugg boots, and an adorable bichon frise. Sure, the scene sounds tragic, but the pathos of the moment is expertly lightened up when star Will Smith, the runaway Hummer's intended victim, quips out of the side of his mouth, "Daaaaamn, girl. That shit is nasty!"

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<![CDATA[Kimberly And Talan: Nevermore]]> talankim.jpgNo, that eerie hush you noticed on your commute into the office was not your imagination. It was the stunned silence of a city in mourning Kimberly Stewart and Talan Torriero have officially called off their fake engagement:

"It was just too soon to enter into a lifelong commitment," their representatives said in a joint statement. "It is better to have a brief engagement than a short marriage. The couple continue to share their time together and remain open to whatever the future may hold."

We know, we know, it's hard, but they need us more than ever right now. Resist the urge to panic about who gets custody of the Xbox that's what lawyers are for. Instead of focusing on the failure, focus on what was accomplished: two famous-for-being-marginally-famous non-talents perpetuating a cynical, self-serving PR scam that in just ten days managed to dwarf media coverage of the war in Iraq. Their's was the fake-love mass-opiate that melted all of our hearts, particularly Star Magazine's, who once again seems to be in a state of celebrity break up denial.

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<![CDATA[Kimberly Stewart's Fake Wedding Venue To Have Paparazzi Dressed As Elvis]]> kimberlys.jpgIt's Day Three of This Week's Fake Engagement of the Century, and developments in the Kimberly Stewart-Talan Torriero impending nuptials are flying at us faster than $20 bills at a homeless man willing to humiliate himself for Paris Hilton's amusement. When last we posted, Stewart was flashing her five-carat engagement zirconia at a Microsoft video game system party. Page Six now tells us that the wedding is not to be some cliffside affair drowned out by the whir of helicopter blades in the distant future. For hot to trot Stewart, reality show husband sex can't happen soon enough:

KIMBERLY Stewart, 26, is in a hurry to marry Laguna Beach reality show star Talan Torriero, 19. They announced their engagement yesterday. "Talan's mother is hysterically crying. She is not happy," said a source. "They are getting their paperwork together to get married in Vegas this weekend. They want to do it right away" presumably before the passion fades. Stewart, daughter of rock legend Rod, just broke up with Girls Gone Wild creator Joe Francis. She was betrothed to Mischa Barton's new beau, Cisco Adler, earlier this year.

Ignoring for a moment the sweet temptation of commenting on the incestuous clusterfuck orgy of boldfaced boneheads that brought this item to a close, let us turn our attention instead to the remarkable similarities this story bears to the Quickie Marriage That Time Forgot, Nicky Hilton's ten-minute betrothal to some bald guy. That too took place in a Vegas chapel and seemed like nothing more than Paris' misguided attempt to beef up her sister's US Weekly coverage. (Of course, no one really cared or remembered Nicky is sort of like the Ford Escort of gossip targets.) Perhaps this sequel plan was hatched the night of the now infamous crash, in the Bentley itself, that rolling thinktank of attention whoredom's greatest minds. After much giggling and "do you really think we can get away with it?"s, we imagine Paris forcing all four to a pinkie swear of secrecy, seconds before the moment of impact.

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<![CDATA[Bored Rich: Kimberly Stewart Pretends To Be Engaged To Laguna Beach Guy]]> talankim.jpgAs mentioned in an earlier post, and as reported today by every news outlet on Earth including a gatefold three-color spread in The Vatican Dispatch, Kimberly Stewart and Laguna Beach's Talan Torriero announced their engagement last night at an Xbox launch party, with Stewart gleefully using her (self-financed?) 5-carat ring to take the eye out of anyone who didn't manage to run away screaming in time.

Stewart, the 26-year-old daughter of singer Rod Stewart, and Torriero, 19, are engaged, People magazine reported Thursday. Torriero s spokesman, Jack Ketsoyan, confirmed the couple s plans to the magazine.


Stewart also confirmed the engagement to Us Weekly, saying, We re getting married. [...]

Torriero, who stars on the MTV high school reality show, has said he s attempting to start a music career.

Our hearts are on fire with happiness for the couple, who in what seems like mere days, but in actuality has been entire weeks, have shared both good times (free Xboxs!) and bad (car accidents!), and who finally have decided to take that huge step. We shall check our inbox daily for our invitations to what will no doubt be the event of next year, replete with 8-tiered cake fashioned entirely from the finest Bolivian cocaine and eggwhites, and guests greeted with a welcoming, "Which side are you here for? Transparent career opportunism or soul-numbing spoiled girl boredom?" at the door.

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