The only tabloid story I hope dies a painful, hell-ridden death, is the Jennifer Aniston/Angelina Jolie/Brad Pitt love-triangle. It’s over, and the only people who can’t seem to move on is the media. And by “media” — I mean Chelsea Handler. In a recent interview, Handler took an unnecessary swipe at Jolie, saying she’s not a girl’s girl, and “she doesn’t strike [her] as someone [she] would have a close friendship with.” Though I appreciate her candor, she has to know that her comments will inevitably resurrect the love-triangle stories, and since she’s friends with Jennifer Aniston, I would imagine she’d be trying to do the opposite. It’s inappropriate.
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Every time I see Dr. Oz, I think about all the things that might be wrong with me that I never knew about. In fact, I stopped watching the show after his vagina lecture (don’t ask). So when he appeared on Chelsea Lately and discussed what is known as “secretary ass” I felt like tracking him down to kill him. Apparently, if your job requires that you sit in a chair all day, your ass will expand and fat cells will fill in the gaps. As if my ass isn’t big enough, now I have to worry about it getting bigger?! Watch after the jump at your own risk.