<![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, martha stewart]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, martha stewart]]> http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/marthastewart http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/marthastewart <![CDATA[Photoshop Of Horrors Hall Of Shame, 2000-2009]]> Slimmed thighs, whittled waists, smoothed skin: Digitally altered women were de rigueur in the 00s. There were many, many Photoshop Of Horrors images to choose from, but these are the 15 most egregious examples of image retouching in this decade.



15. Russian Glamour, June 2009
Beyoncé's skin looked digitally darkened on the cover of Russian Glamour — and the editors had a guide! A magazine called Joy used the same shot in December 2007. Was something lost in translation? Save your "black Russian" jokes until the end.

14. L'Oreal, August 2008
Beyoncé's skin seemed very light in ads for Feria haircolor. One theory: she was washed out by the strong lighting usually used in shooting hair.



13. Vogue, November 2009
The cast of Nine is chock-full of gorgeous women, but this shot is a mindscramble of random rays of sunlight in hair and dresses with edges so sharp they look like they're for paper dolls. As I wrote in October: "I'm guessing [Annie] Leibovitz shot them each separately and then did a composite, but when you have a person who doesn't cast a shadow on the lady next to her, then that person is a vampire." Poor Kate Hudson looks like she was slapped on as an afterthought.



12. Complex, April/May 2009
Kim Kardashian's waist was cinched, her thighs were slimmed, her skin skin smoothed out and her hairline was cleaned up. Plus, her head appears to be a different shape in the "after" image. Who would have thought a skull could be made "sexier"?



11. Self, September 2009
Kelly Clarkson's "Total Body Confidence" came from digitally slimming her waist and behind. Two Self editors explained that the cover: "is not, as in a news photograph, journalism. It is, however, meant to inspire women to want to be their best."


10. King Arthur poster, 2004
Movie marketers felt they must, they must, they must increase the bust. Ironically, Keira Knightley told the Guardian that she lost her chest, doing archery and preparing for the role:

To fight, convincingly, shoulder to shoulder, she had to do that thing that is so de rigueur, which is totally to change your body shape. "I was about three times the size I am now. It worried me, but it was cool, it was a body that was doing what it should do. I haven't got a clue because I don't weigh myself, but it was all muscle and I was big. My neck disappeared. My chest flattened even more. It wasn't the most feminine thing in the world, but it worked for the part, because there was strength there, and it was needed."

Of course, Hollywood can't imagine a world in which people would see a movie starring an athletic, flat-chested woman. So a digital boob job followed.



9. Redbook, July 2007
The crazy thing about the Faith Hill Redbook cover is not that it was Photoshopped — it's that this is the standard amount of digital altering that goes into a cover. Unlike some true Photoshop disasters, there are no alarming mistakes here to tip you off. That makes it easy to accept the retouched image without even blinking. Faith Hill is a beautiful woman. But she needed 11 different kinds of alterations before she could be on the cover of Redbook. What a world.


8. Campari calendar, 2008
Jessica Alba: Just another woman whose real body wasn't good enough. In this case, her waist needed to be nipped in so she could shill liquor.



7. Vogue, May 2008
RoboGwyneth looks like a robot, or an alien, depending on whom you ask. One thing is for sure: Her head and neck are not in the same space-time continuum.



6. Redbook, June 2003
Jennifer Aniston's head was placed on to Jennifer Aniston's body — from another photo shoot. At the time, her publicist, Steven Huvane, said: "It's a combination of three pictures. If you're going to do it, then at least match her head up to her body, and make the neck look like it belongs to her. I still can't figure out which exact picture the face came from." A Redbook spokeswoman downplayed the changes: "The only things that were altered in the cover photo were the color of her shirt and the length of her hair, very slightly, in order to reflect her current length."

The neck does look alarmingly unreal, and her head and waist are out of sync somehow. Angelina is surely to blame.



5.Redbook, July 2003
The month after the Aniston debacle, Redbook was at it again: According to USA Today, "[Julia's] head comes from a paparazzi shot taken at the 2002 People's Choice awards. Her body, meanwhile, is from the Notting Hill movie premiere [in 1999]." Julia's publicist, Marcy Engelman, said, at the time: "It's a shame they didn't use the body that went with the head, because it was a great Giorgio Armani pantsuit (that she wore to the People's Choice awards)."



4. Newsweek, March 2005
The editors used Martha's head and a model's body, because Ms. Stewart was still in jail when the issue was being put together. It wasn't supposed to be a photograph, anyway, it was art: "The piece that we commissioned was intended to show Martha as she would be, not necessarily as she is,'' Lynn Staley, assistant managing editor at Newsweek, told The New York Times. Staley acknowledged that the cover carried a disclaimer: ''In this case, we identified this piece as a photo illustration." As Martha would say, it's a "good thing" you did.



3. Seventeen, May 2003
Think about all the Buffy plots which could have been orchestrated around Sarah Michelle Gellar's weird wrist appendage over there on the left, if her arm actually looked like that.



2. GQ, February 2003.
Some people saw Titanic over and over again — but they never saw those legs, on the left. Kate Winslet was pissed about being trimmed down on this cover, saying:

"The retouching is excessive. I do not look like that and more importantly I don't desire to look like that. I actually have a Polaroid that the photographer gave me on the day of the shoot… I can tell you they've reduced the size of my legs by about a third. For my money it looks pretty good the way it was taken."



1. Ralph Lauren Blue Label ad, October 2009
In which model Filippa Hamilton was turned into a string of spaghetti.

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<![CDATA[10 Things You May Have Missed On TV This Week]]> In this week's compilation of pop culture crap, Martha Stewart's hatred of Sarah Palin, Spencer Pratt's spelling errors, and drunk idiots on MTV.



1.) Martha Stewart Vs. Rachael Ray
Last night on Nightline, Cynthia McFadden tried to stir up shit between the two women.


2.) Martha Stewart Vs. Sarah Palin
But on the red carpet this week, Martha didn't need any encouragement to talk shit on Sarah.


3.) Piper Palin Child Beauty Queen
Earlier this week, I joked that Piper Palin was wearing so much makeup for Sarah's interview with Barbara Walters that she practically looked high glitz.


Later that day, Oprah's camera crew went to Wasilla to film the Palin family at home, where Piper was wearing a crown and a sash.


4.) Mother/daughter bonding


5.) The D.E.N.N.I.S. System
It's funny 'cause it's true.


6.) Crap letter from a dude
As featured on True Life: I Can't Leave My Boyfriend. The guy later came back to her apartment when she wasn't home, and stole all of her electronics and her dog.


7.) America's Next Top Amityville Horror
ANTM aired some never-before-seen moments, and I'd rather that this one had stayed unseen.


8.) Drunk idiots
The people on the Real World/Road Rules Challenge get so stupid drunk that they always end up fighting, and subsequently kicked off the show (whichseems to be their sole source of income). Brad started in with Darrell for no reason.


And then Darrell turned Brad into Quasimodo.


9.) Sewing with Nancy
Her awkwardness makes me uncomfortable.


10.) Stomache


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<![CDATA[Martha Stewart Thinks Joan Holloway Looks Old]]> Christina HendricksMad Men's Joan — was making cocktails on Martha Stewart's show today, which should have been fun. But the segment was a little strange.

Hendricks talked about her wedding, and Joan's vase-smashing-over-the-head moment. Then Martha said: "I must say… I thought you were much older." Awkward!

Next, Martha talked about her days as a model and how she was asked to wear a bikini for no reason.


After that, Martha made a mixed drink, but asked Christina to shake it — at which point the camera focused on Christina's cleavage. Someone in the audience coughed. As I said, the whole thing was strange.

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<![CDATA[How Twitter Enables Martha Stewart's Condescension]]> Martha Stewart is a frosty domestic diva, tyrant office manager and convicted Wall Street conniver. Not exactly a people person. Which is why, Stewart says, she loves the Twitter — it's perfect if you disdain the common man!

Here's how Gawker's sworn enemy explained her delight in Twitter to Lloyd Grove of the Daily Beast:

"First of all, you don't have to spend any time on it, and, second of all, you reach a lot more people. And I don't have to ‘befriend' and do all that other dippy stuff that they do on Facebook."

Oh god, friendships. Those are almost as bad as actual effort! Which Stewart also loves to avoid:

"With minimal effort-and I really mean it: I spend less than five minutes a day on Twitter-I have been able to garner over 1 million followers in a 4½-month period, with very few tweets, by the way."

By shirking her social networking, Stewart allows herself more time to hang out with media sophisticates like those who host NBC's Today show. That's them laughing uproariously when Martha says everyone in the South loves to "suck on the heads" of shrimp, in the clip above.

That Martha Stewart openly and repeatedly brags about how little effort she puts into her self-promoting, 1-million-follower having Twitter stream really tells you something about why celebrities are drawn to the microblogging service. By not requiring them to "follow" their followers, it allows them to reproduce the one-way broadcast dynamics of old media.

Celebrities who try to get more engaged with the unwashed internet masses on Twitter and the like all too often find the experience unnerving. So the rest just stick with a broadcast model. Which is fine, whatever, but it just goes to show that celebrities on Twitter are more a distraction from the service's genuinely transformative uses than an example of it — and why the startup shouldn't be bending over backwards to placate them.

(Pic: Martha Stewart with Twitter co-founder Biz Stone at the Webby Awards in June. Getty Images.)

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<![CDATA[Ludacris Sets Martha Stewart's Rapper Relations Back 20 Years]]> Snoop Dogg's historic appearance last year on Martha was thought to finally shatter the barrier between hip-hop icons and potato-mashing domestic heroism. Alas, as Ludacris discovered today, that was not change we can believe in.

Instead, Martha Stewart ambushed the rapper/actor during an ill-fated crafts session, impugning his name and gleefully tugging the "bling" on his ear. Unable to build any rappizzle with Martha, and unable to retreat for cognac as Snoop so cleverly did last fall, Ludacris instead shuffled through his origami indignity with what class and pride remained. Expect a Martha cooling-off period from here, followed by a critical Rice Krispie-treat summit with Lil Wayne sometime this summer. [Martha]

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<![CDATA[Martha's Recession-Busting Tips Include Laying Off 10% of Your Housekeeping Workforce]]> Martha Stewart offered recession-time grocery shopping tips today, demonstrating how even small changes to one's routine—say, laying off a couple gardeners or only consuming local foie gras—can have a huge effect on the bottom line.

Her definition of frugality veered from that of her magazine staff, however, whose advice to keep a well-stocked pantry didn't necessarily benefit from their boss embellishing, "Oh absolutely—I'm always having Mike the helicopter pilot touch down the Air Martha at Scaglio's Market in Katonah so I can pick up their 40 varieties of homemade pasta." Still, she managed to redeem herself in the following crafts segment, as Making Your Own Money Using Parchment Paper and Homemade Green Food Coloring proved to be a rousing success with audience members looking for a financial leg-up as they struggle to make ends meet.

Thanks to Gawker's Danny Groner for the edit. [Martha]

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<![CDATA[Today On Martha: Puppy Yoga]]> · So Martha's pissed at Gawker, but as far as we know she still loves Defamer and wants us on her show just as soon as her schedule allows. Meanwhile: Puppy Beagle Yoga! ZOMG!

· A tipster writes: "CAA is no longer validating parking. So if you are there for a meeting before 5pm, you have to pay $35 for parking." Is this true? Let us know.
· Meanwhile, blowing some dude in the bathrooms is still free of charge. (Same as on the Disney lot, too, Green Sweater Guy.)
· Finally—the first 3-D porn is shooting. Good thing you're wearing plastic glasses.
· We love nothing more than some gefilte celebrity: Here's the perfect British movie star, comprising Hugh Grant's hair, Daniel Craig's eyes, Orlando Bloom's nose, and Ewan McGregor's jaw. Result? Um—positively gorgeous!
· NBC finds a captive audience in American Airlines flights.

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<![CDATA[Christmas Centerpiece-Making With Stewart And Colbert]]> · She may not have the palpable sexual chemistry with Stephen Colbert that she enjoys with Jay Leno or Snoop Dogg, but we could still really kick back all day to watch these two make gilded mistletoe orbs or whatever the hell it is they're up to.
· Awwww...look at the little Shiba Ee-dudes frolicking around in there. Enjoy them now before they get bigger and are sent off to loving homes.
· Getty stock photos + Sasha Fierce song titles = seconds of fun.
· Car crash rocks the set of 30 Rock! Don't worry—everyone's OK.
· Bid now on Jenna Jameson's couch! Yikes—off-white silk. Fairly stain-unforgiving choice for a porn star.
· God bless Pax Jolie-Pitt: He still hoards his food in case his parents should change their mind and return him. Smart kid.

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<![CDATA[Snoop Dogg On 'Martha': A Gizzle Thizzle]]> We're not going to spill any digital ink describing Martha Stewart and Snoop Dogg as unlikely compadres. After all, if you can't see how these two herb-aficionado ex-cons fit snuggly into the same gangsta pod—both enjoying nothing more than kicking back after a long day of baking and wreath-construction with a blunt the size of a corncob and getting fucked up for real in this bitch—then you probably don't deserve to be here. On today's Martha, Snoop popped by. Martha introduced him by reading aloud her many correspondences from the hip-hop titan:

· "Hello Martha. It's Snoop Dogg. What did you do? Hit me back when you get a moment. Stay sweet."
· "Hey, M.S. It's Snoop Dogg says hi and seein' how you doing. Hollah back. Boo."
· "I would love to hang out with you whenever time permits. I dig your style, M.S. For real, for real. So hit me back when you are free for me. Be sweet and stay [blank blank]. Yours truly, Snoop Dogg."

They then moved on to that time-tested gangsta dick-measuring contest known as comparing posses—his is more physically intimidating, but hers are far better at frothing egg whites—before diving into the potato-mashing task at hand. HuffPo has the video.

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<![CDATA[Jay Leno Masturbates A Rolling Pin To Seduce Martha Stewart]]> · Yes, that's essentially what happened last night—and if only that were the grossest moment. Enjoy! [Thanks to BestWeekEver.tv for the montage.]
· Here's the trailer for Disney's Race to Witch Mountain starring Dwayne Johnson. For contrast, here's the original, before Tia and Tony sold their product placement souls with all that Vegas stuff and MacBook levitations.
· Because it's just been that kind of day for Jennifer Aniston to get some festering stuff out into the open, she'd also like the world to know that she bears John Mayer no ill-will whatsoever for his rambling breakup monologue outside a NYC gym.
· Mickey Rourke issued an apology over his comment to a paparazzo, "Tell that faggot who wrote all that shit in the paper I'd like to break his fucking legs." Said Rourke, "I want to sincerely apologize for the derogatory word I used. It was insensitive and inappropriate of me and I am deeply sorry that I may have offended anyone. What I should have said is, 'Tell that faggot who wrote all those falsehoods in the paper I'd like to break his misleading legs.' There. That's much better."
· Lance Bass is having a hard time getting rid of his giant Beverly Hills home, with a gym large enough for a dozen well-muscled circuit studs to really stretch out their quads and gluts. Knock a couple more inches off it, Lance. You'll unload it eventually.

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<![CDATA[ It's a Bad Thing: Buried deep into HuffPo...]]> It's a Bad Thing: Buried deep into HuffPo founder Arianna Huffington's blog entry about last night's debate is the response everyone wants, that of domestic doyenne Martha Stewart. "The home-spun homilies [Sarah Palin uses] have to go," Stewart sniffed to Huffington. "And, oh my god, words do have ending consonants." [HuffPo]

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<![CDATA[Whoopsi Goldberg Still Getting The Hang Of Correctly Identifying International Pop Sensations]]> · Do you mean to tell us that between the combined casts of The View and The Love Guru, no one has the balls or heart to break the news to the Whoopsters that Timberland is the producer outdoorswear company, Timberlake is the singer, and Timbaland is the producer? Ugh, never mind. We can't keep those three straight either. [The View]
·Mary Lynn Rajskub's prenatal cravings to put a .22 caliber bullet between your eyes are getting stronger than ever. [MySpace]
· First Joan Rivers is booted from British TV for throwing around a few colorful words, now Martha Stewart isn't even being allowed into the country. Last we checked, this was the nation ruled by Queen Elizabeth II, right? When did they suddenly lose their tolerance for a crusty old bag? [Yahoo]
· Non-SAG hamster needed. [Craigslist]
· Citibank filed suit against poor Ed McMahon, saying he owes then $180,000. That's in addition to the $750,000 he owes AmEx. This really has gone too far, and if no one else will do it, then we suppose that leaves it to us: Please join us for Live Ed, a weekend-long concert benefit outside Defamer HQ, including performances by Blinded by Thongs, and, um, well that's it so far. More confirmations as they come! [TMZ]

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<![CDATA[Macy's Enlists Mariah, Martha, And Donald's Combover To Push Products]]> We've quite enjoyed Macy's new marketing campaign in which they put together their design "stars" in fast-paced montages jam-packed with one-liners from the likes of The Donald, Martha Stewart and Jessica Simpson, who's fully come to terms with her dumb blonde schtick by agreeing to pretend she just can't figure out how to open the darn door to Macy's while schlepping boxes of her stripper shoes. But the latest spot has us confused. Featuring Mariah Carey (she has a fragrance, unlike any other celebrity we know!), Carlos Santana (highly respected shoe designer and sometimes musician!), Donald and Martha, the commercial's theme appears to be the way in which consumer goods can inspire...quasi-rhythmical snippets on Santana's legendary guitar?

We have to say, Mimz has never looked better. That shiny hair, that flawless skin, the sparkly cleavage...it's all workin' for her here. Carlos, on the other hand, might be due for a trip to the barber shop. But our favorite moment by far comes when Martha, apparently busy directing a servant-type on how to properly display her bedding, hears the faint sounds of Santana's tunes and ever so slightly flashes a look of perturbed disgust. We already know Martha loves her some vodka, so who'd have thought she wouldn't appreciate some mellow music to wash it down? Finally, the commercial offers viewers the opportunity to see The Donald's Combover up close and too personal. Perhaps he should glide on over to the grooming section after the director yells, "Cut?"

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<![CDATA[Martha Stewart Is No Lush, But She Sure Loves Getting Talk Show Hosts Trashed]]> After gleefully watching along as Martha Stewart doused Conan O'Brien with all sorts of lush-inducing cocktails, from Guinness to gin to mystery concoctions, we put on our thinking caps and sorted through our clip-clustered memories. After we cleared the cobwebs a bit, we remembered that this wasn't the first time Martha shared her love of liquor with television hosts. Loyal Defamer readers will recall her 8am rise-and-shine mixers with Meredith Vieira on The Today Show last month, and insomniacs will certainly remember her booze-on-the-brain appearance on The Late Show last week (in which she listed at least four indecipherable drinks she calls her "favorites"). But her fondness of ladylike cocktails doesn't stop there. Intrepid Defamer Videographer™ Molly McAleer put together a burp-filled mashup of our favorite Professional Housewife's alcohol-drenched appearances of late; as always, video is available the jump.

Whether she's introducing her audience to the magic of whiskey sours, or waxing enthusiastic about her love of vodka to Mer, or simply listing every single drink imaginable to poor perplexed Dave (um, did she really just say "wine spitzer"? We knew she had a funny bone, but among all the Luv Guv-related scandalicious terminology thrust at us from every media outlet we tune in to, that's gotta top our lists), Martha is no longer just the Queen of napkin-folding and flower arrangements. We're hiring her to bartend our next birthday party.

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<![CDATA[Martha Stewart Celebrates St. Patrick's Day By Getting Conan O'Brien Wasted]]> If you're looking to get wasted on national television, look no further than cocktail expert Martha Stewart. On last night's Conan, sweet-as-sugar Stewart instructed Conan on how to mix his own cocktails as a nod to O'Brien's Irish heritage. Though the very highbrow (and very femme) clover-adorned fruity drinks looked just scrumptious, Conan preferred chugging some gold old-fashioned Guinness instead. While it takes more than a few beers to eradicate all of that loveable trademark nervous energy that he brings to the Late Night set five nights a week, Martha tried her best to get Conan tipsy.

After drinking what Martha kindly notes is just foam, Conan begins triple-fisting all sorts of lushy drinks, starting with the beer, taking sips from some kind of rummy concoction, and ultimately drinking Jack straight from the handle. Our favorite moment? The wildly off-kilter Irish jig he breaks into after downing all the samples. Whether or not the drinks on set were merely water dosed in dye, we think Conan should start drinking on the job more often. Those high kicks take him from smartie beanstalk sexy to wild and crazy guy sexy in five seconds flat.

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<![CDATA[Precocious Abigail Breslin Surprising Fan Of 'Metal Machine Music']]>
· Enjoy Blue Reed, Abigail Breslin's cat, while you can. We have a feeling he's going to go mysteriously missing very soon, the only clue to his whereabouts a note in what seems to be Dakota Fanning's handwriting reading, "Stop!"
· Rainn Wilson's ass to steal the show at the Spirit Awards.
·Scarlett Johansson does Tom Waits.
· It was all but inevitable: Ice Road Truckers is going to be adapted into a feature, probably to star The Rock as the slip-sliding-big-rig-drivingest badass the Canadian tundra has ever seen

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<![CDATA[Martha Stewart and Meredith Viera Jumpstart Their Day With Booze For Breakfast]]> Why the Today Show waited so long to combine massive martinis, Meredith Vieira and Martha Stewart into a segment is beyond us. After watching two of the most regal small screen dames tip back an early morning stiff one, we're ready to hand the producers a Daytime Emmy. The festivities began with Martha calmly asking Meredith if she'd prefer gin or vodka in her martini (no Cosmos for these boozehounds), Meredith got all flustered and said, "Uhhhh, whatever you recommend?!" Martha's suggestion? "I like vodka!"

Moments later, a pacified Meredith takes a look at a big ol' bottle of Bombay and announces, "I love the blue bottle!" Aging daytime diva antics aside, look out for an eerie moment when Martha's shaky robotic hand "chills" the martini glass. This is the first time we realized that not everything she touches turns to stone. Make sure to catch the end, when Meredith (are we sure she didn't down at least three of these things before taping?) utterly fails Straining 101, spilling ice cubes all over the set, herself and a visibly perturbed Martha. Shudder.

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<![CDATA['National Enquirer' Reminds Us That Celebrities Drown Their Holiday Sorrows In Eggnog And Fruitcake, Just Like Us!]]> Predating the rest of the tabloid-come-latelys by many decades has given rack-based supermarket literature giant National Enquirer the clear advantage in the art of front-page editing: Whereas a lesser publication might have focused their special yo-yoing celebrity physique issue on one or two studies, perhaps cheapening the proceedings with a disparaging reference to "Jennifer Love Saddlebags," the Enquirer instead gives us a breathtaking mosaic comprised of famous-fatso body parts, accompanied by captions that make clever use of familiar references—"From 'Batman' to Fatman!" and "20 more pounds - Not a good thing!" standing out in particular.

Still, the tease de résistance came with the prominently bazoomba'd figure in Wilma Flintsone pearls, her face obfuscated by a tantalizing "GUESS WHO?" sign. We were tempted to say Kelly LeBrock, until a story in the margins led us to wonder if their editors weren't perhaps throwing us a distractingly buxom red herring: Lesbian Kirstie Alley? Is that you?

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<![CDATA[Martha Stewart's Secret To Getting Celebrities To Open Up Lies In Her Very Sharp Knives]]>

Can we safely confide in you that the one person we've been able to rely upon this holiday season, there to comfort us daily with homemade butterscotch eggnog recipes and the proper shade of Krylon with which to gild our manteltop wreaths, is our rock, Martha Stewart?

And what's an episode of Martha without at least one cringe-worthy celebrity interview moment, such as today's exchange with Jeffrey Dean Morgan, the Weeds and Grey's Anatomy actor who's cornered the market on puppy-eyed, dying and/or deceased love interests to TV's stouthearted anti-heroines. Pressing him for details about "fancy shmancy girlfriend" Mary-Louise Parker, Stewart mistakenly assumes Morgan is the mother of Parker's two children, then presses him to label the parameters of their relationship—which Morgan quickly deflects by reminding her of "the incident." Surely, if Martha had intentionally meant to slice the actress's supple flesh, she could have just as easily butchered Parker into a variety of delicious cuts of meat faster than you could say, "Trump Steaks."

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<![CDATA[Martha Stewart Disappointed That Trump Steaks Not Made From Grade-A, All-Donald Beef]]>

· Hold on a second...did Martha Stewart just say that it's "too bad" that Trump Steaks aren't actually made from her old Apprentice boss's freshly slaughtered flesh? We think she did! She'll be dead by morning.
· Jamie Lynn Spears probably made herself pregnant by laughing at Knocked Up.
· "Occasionally cradling the doll-baby Jesus, Lohan was asked to compare holding the savior of Christianity with cradling Lindsay when she was born 21 years ago."
· Hey, Christmas unicorn.

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