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Ashley Alexandra Dupre And Scott Storch: Separated At Birth?

Hamilton Nolan — Wed, 19 Mar 2008 12:30:05 EDT

Upon close examination of the latest evidence, Eliot Spitzer's overpriced call girl Ashley Alexandra Dupre appears to in fact be twins with—or possibly the same person as—overpriced hip hop producer Scott Storch. Have you ever seen them in the same place together at the same time? We haven't. Just think about it. The visuals really make the case; after the jump, a photographic lineup that says more than words ever could.

WHICH IS WHICH?

[Ashley Dupre pics via Us]

Exclusive: Jalopnik Lifts KITT's Hood

Wes Siler — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 16:00:00 EST

Ray and I got to live out a major childhood fantasy of ours earlier today when KITT swung by Brooklyn and offered to take us for a ride. KITT's found new life not as an F-body, but as a Ford Mustang GT500KR. Well, a more accurate description would be a Mustang GT with an automatic transmission — the cast can't drive stick — a supercharger and GT500KR bodywork. They do say, "Never meet your childhood heroes, you'll be disappointed." In this case, they're only partially right.

Knight Rider, the made for TV movie, airs Sunday night on NBC, starring our friend KITT here and a cast of no name, blandly good looking actors. Val Kilmer provides KITT's voice. David Hasselhoff will make a cameo appearance to smooth the transition from 25 years ago to today. It's rumored that should the movie prove successful, we should expect a spin-off series some time in the near future.

In person, KITT is little more than a prop. It's roughly finished and beat to hell. We're some of the first people outside the show, after Jay Leno, to get our hands on the car. We're not NBC employees like Jay, so we couldn't drive the vehicle for liability reasons, but we were able to hop in for a short ride. It felt like a Mustang, one with loud pipes, a plastic interior and lowered suspension; it rides rough as hell. But that's the adult in me speaking. The five year old that still exists somewhere deep inside me is positively giddy with excitement at finally getting the opportunity to ride along with Michael Knight, or at least one of Ford's delivery guys who looked just a little bit like him. NBC's hoping a lot more people's inner child won't be able to resist KITT either.

Photography: Ray Wert and Wes Siler

No Picket Line To Cross At Ed Sullivan Theater

Pareene — Wed, 02 Jan 2008 13:18:57 EST

Happy return of the Late Night talk shows day! Tonight, our long national vaguely annoying situation preceding the nightmares is over. Letterman, Conan, Leno, and the Scottish guy are all taping new episodes for air tonight. Above, Richard Blakeley photographed Letterman's Ed Sullivan theater, quietly free of picketing scribes—because Letterman's production company negotiated a deal with the WGA, meaning he gets staff-penned material and writer-sympathetic guests. Like Robin Williams tonight! Leno has former fatty and scary/affable GOP prez contender Mike Huckabee. If anyone spots any picket-crossing or writerly unrest outside the Conan studios, or anywhere else, let us know. Related: Dave Dumps Trump For Robin; Jay Says "Huck You!" By Booking Mike [Deadline Hollywood Daily]

Apes, Crosby-Alikes, She-Hulks Credit Astounding Headaches To Mr. T's Bowl Halloween Festivities

ryanm — Thu, 01 Nov 2007 19:12:47 EDT

Every now and again, new cultural correspondent (his title for at least the duration of this item) Ryan will be dropping by to toss some posts into our blog-mix. Today, he shares the photo-assisted recollections of a Halloween evening in which he learned why you never challenge a guy in an ape costume to a Wild Turkey-drinking contest.

Last night's All Hallows Eve affair at Mr. T's Bowl (Highland Park) found apes commingling with world-famous born-again Christian stuntmen, mysterious tight-clad cartoon racers, cross-dressing David Crosby-alikes and Red-Shirted® She-Hulks sporting this season's ubiquitous Amy Winehousian hairpile, the live soundtrack to which was enhanced by a burlesque troupe from beyond the grave. Join us now as we take a very brief, pointed look behind our shoulder at a few key characters encountered during the night responsible for this morning's headache . . .

Paris Hilton vs. Zombie Buddy Holly

Chris Mohney — Tue, 16 Jan 2007 16:30:03 EST

From the Golden Globes after-party thrown by the Weinstein Company. Actually it's Dominick Dunne who might have thought this was the Oscars, and that he was at the Vanity Fair party, and that Paris Hilton was Hedy Lamarr.

Update: Did you know there's a guy named Dominic Dunn who is an ENTIRELY DIFFERENT OLD DUDE WITH GLASSES than Dominick Dunne? Yeah, us neither.

[Photo: Getty Images]

Golden Globes [Defamer]

Horse Book Hustles Hipster Clothes

Chris Mohney — Thu, 16 Nov 2006 12:10:58 EST

"Here is a photo of Cobrasnake streethorsing in his underwear." Just a few short years ago, you would have no idea what that meant, and you likely still don't understand half of it. "Streethorsing" is the wacky brandvertising concept/campaign from Euro clothing retailer WESC ("We Are the Superlative Conspiracy" — think American Apparel but a little less jailbaity). In brief, streethorsing involves participating in a fun-crazy pretend subculture of riding horses in the city, putting on a sort of Vice-style bravado punk persona thing. To support the drive, WESC has released a book chock fulla streethorsing-related photoshoppery, catalog porn, and fringe types doing vaguely horsey things as in the accompanying photo. Our deluxe version of the book came with a golden horseshoe, T-shirt, and moustache kit. The book can be found in WESC stores or ordered online (in Europe); we didn't have the heart to check the price.

Horseplay: A Streethorsing Retrospective [WESC]

When the Blogger Becomes the Story

suki — Thu, 19 Oct 2006 15:10:51 EDT

One of the main benefits of blogging is that one can take potshots at celebrities from the anonymity of the interwebs. But what happens when the blogger is as famous as the celebrities they mock (oh, who are we kidding, we're thinking 1/100th as famous and we're still being generous)? Well, this.

Yesterday, celebrity gossipmonger and Photoshop enthusiast Perez Hilton posted a side-by-side of Demi/Bruce spawn Rumer Willis and Mr. Incredible from The Incredibles. Amusing perhaps, but a bit harsh considering her age and relative obscurity.

And when a blogger is photographed as often as Hilton is, it doesn't take long for something like above, sent in by a reader who wished to remain anonymous. Glass houses, rocks and whatnot.

Separated By A Chin [Perez HIlton]

Lydia Hearst's Crimson Tide

Chris Mohney — Wed, 18 Oct 2006 18:20:48 EDT

We originally ran a large version of the image at right, but it caused a cascade of burst blood vessels in our frontal lobe. Witness the power of formerly blonde moppet socialite model critter Lydia Hearst, freshly redheaded because she's all about change. Hearst tells the New York Post, "There is no other standout redhead on the runway." She actually was kinda cute and doll-like with the blondeness, but when she does that skull-splitting grin thing with the red hair and shellacked complexion ... well, the brain-damaging giant-size pic is after the jump. Steel yourself, then judge.

Color Her Red [NYP via goldenfiddle]
[Photo: Getty Images]