<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902</id><updated>2011-12-14T05:57:34.941+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DIS THIS!</title><subtitle type='html'>Celebrities who dare to dress disastrously get dis’ed and dismissed</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-6641768586592283532</id><published>2007-02-26T19:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:17:53.871+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscars 2007: Breast Dressed</title><summary type='text'>And the Oscar for Breast Dressed goes to . . .Jessica Biel!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/6641768586592283532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=6641768586592283532&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/6641768586592283532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/6641768586592283532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2007/02/oscars-2007-breast-dressed.html' title='Oscars 2007: Breast Dressed'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VQ2Vy68tSSM/ReMShFGrGzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/GMlFIRXL7A0/s72-c/jessica-biel-academy-awards-oscars_07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-3975858664655258004</id><published>2007-02-26T18:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:17:54.456+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscars 2007: Film and Television Inspired Fashion</title><summary type='text'>There are some fantastic old films and television shows that you can draw fashion inspiration from. Unfortunately for Cameron Diaz The Flying Nun isn't one of them. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/3975858664655258004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=3975858664655258004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/3975858664655258004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/3975858664655258004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2007/02/oscars-film-and-television-inspired.html' title='Oscars 2007: Film and Television Inspired Fashion'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VQ2Vy68tSSM/ReMVq1GrG1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Y9KtpEJk-2k/s72-c/cameron-diaz-academy-awards-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-116075279655848246</id><published>2006-10-13T16:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:19:57.616+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LINDSAY LOHAN MODELS THE LATEST LOOK</title><summary type='text'>Cat Burglar Chic. She’ll rob your house but look totally hot doing it. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/116075279655848246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=116075279655848246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/116075279655848246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/116075279655848246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/10/lindsay-lohan-models-latest-look.html' title='LINDSAY LOHAN MODELS THE LATEST LOOK'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-116041002643734279</id><published>2006-10-09T17:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T18:11:01.756+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOCKING STOCKINGS</title><summary type='text'>When you’re this gorgeous it’s hard to make anything look bad yet Kate Beckinsale has managed to master the art on the red carpet at the Click premiere in Germany. If you ever think you’re in danger of being typecast as too pretty or having a knockout body then for instant ugly just add black stockings! Hello stumpy legs and dimpled thighs, I can't tell where my legs end and my shoes begin! Bet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/116041002643734279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=116041002643734279&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/116041002643734279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/116041002643734279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/10/shocking-stockings.html' title='SHOCKING STOCKINGS'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-115893254003297764</id><published>2006-09-22T15:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T15:42:20.046+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PARIS HILTON IS BLIND</title><summary type='text'>Never mind the stars being blind, Paris Hilton must be to have donned this ensemble. Either that or she thinks she’s a hooker housewife stripper on her way to an audition for Dancing With The Stars. No wait, did I just say Paris Hilton and think in the same sentence? Sorry, scrap that. Paris Hilton is blind.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/115893254003297764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=115893254003297764&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115893254003297764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115893254003297764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/09/paris-hilton-is-blind.html' title='PARIS HILTON IS BLIND'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-115885197473391594</id><published>2006-09-21T15:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T18:00:49.413+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FERGIE'S HUMPS</title><summary type='text'>How Josh Duhamel could pick this black eyed (and she really is, look!) camel over me is disastrously diabolical. Hold on, Duhamel, camel . . . ugh I guess its meant to be or some crap like that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/115885197473391594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=115885197473391594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115885197473391594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115885197473391594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/09/fergies-humps.html' title='FERGIE&apos;S HUMPS'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-115626117665278140</id><published>2006-08-22T17:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T13:45:05.356+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LINDSAY LEOPARD PRINT LOHAN</title><summary type='text'>Lindsay Lohan must tan through a sieve. I can't tell where the leopard print bikini ends and her speckled skin starts. An appropriate choice of attire considering she's so 'wild' and all. I often wonder if she would have better off raised in the wild by wolves than by her own weathered wannabe mother who is incidentally, currently making the rounds touting herslf as the 'white Oprah' now that she</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/115626117665278140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=115626117665278140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115626117665278140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115626117665278140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/08/lindsay-leopard-print-lohan.html' title='LINDSAY LEOPARD PRINT LOHAN'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-115582088811746108</id><published>2006-08-17T14:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T15:29:37.100+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HILARY DUFF WEARS PILLOW SLIP ON TRL</title><summary type='text'>In a stunt that I can only imagine having come from the original script of Cheaper by the Dozen, Hilary Duff has upended a pillow slip and with an imaginative cut in the unopened end turned it into a dress. How frugal and fashion savvy of you Hil. I'm so inspired I'm going to wear a lampshade skirt and two saucepans as a bra tomorrow. Make that two soup bowls. Okay two bottle caps, yes I don’t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/115582088811746108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=115582088811746108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115582088811746108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115582088811746108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/08/hilary-duff-wears-pillow-slip-on-trl.html' title='HILARY DUFF WEARS PILLOW SLIP ON TRL'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-115505043926135430</id><published>2006-08-08T17:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T17:41:57.630+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNAREXIC?</title><summary type='text'>Either the car I drove to work in this morning was the Delorium from the Back the Future movie, transporting me back to when Anna Kournikova and Enrique Iglesias were 12 years old, right about the time when Anna had her pre pubescent growth spurt, shooting up but not yet filling out and Enrique was awaiting his, or we have another super skinny celebrity on death watch baby sitting what could be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/115505043926135430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=115505043926135430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115505043926135430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115505043926135430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/08/annarexic.html' title='ANNAREXIC?'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-115314841392813230</id><published>2006-07-17T16:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T17:00:13.993+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ARCHIVE ANARCHY</title><summary type='text'>Take a trip down the memory lane of bad fashion by browsing through our Archives to see what we had to say about these fabulous fashion flops</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/115314841392813230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=115314841392813230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115314841392813230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115314841392813230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/07/archive-anarchy.html' title='ARCHIVE ANARCHY'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-115021107439346642</id><published>2006-06-13T16:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T17:09:56.310+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT SHOT?</title><summary type='text'>Holy hot pink dress Charlie Sheen’s girlfriend. I haven’t seen anything that fluro pink since I last used a highlighter pen. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/115021107439346642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=115021107439346642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115021107439346642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/115021107439346642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/06/hot-shot.html' title='HOT SHOT?'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114727639184399594</id><published>2006-05-10T17:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:48:27.766+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY GILMORE 2</title><summary type='text'>A rejected instrumentalist jazz player, Happy Gilmore takes his flute fingering skills to the golf course and joins the PGA Tour to in an attempt to save his grandmother's house with the help of a half witted homeless caddy and his alligator maimed mentor Chubbs. The only thing that stands between Happy and victory is tour favourite Shooter McGavin.Starring Kenny G as Happy Gilmore, Micheal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114727639184399594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114727639184399594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114727639184399594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114727639184399594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-gilmore-2.html' title='HAPPY GILMORE 2'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114727189362164184</id><published>2006-05-10T16:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:47:05.616+02:00</updated><title type='text'>BELINDA MCNANA'S</title><summary type='text'>There are some fashion accessories and items of clothing that you can raid from your Nana’s wardrobe and look all the more trendy and fashion savvy for having worn them.This dress isn't one of them. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114727189362164184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114727189362164184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114727189362164184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114727189362164184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/05/belinda-mcnanas.html' title='BELINDA MCNANA&apos;S'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114493476717918165</id><published>2006-04-13T15:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T15:26:07.776+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MTV AUSTRALIA MUSIC AWARDS: THE WEAKEST LINK</title><summary type='text'>Hands up who remembers seeing this dress on the red carpet somewhere before? If you can call 526 silver necklaces strung together a dress.Yes, Natalie Bassingthwaighte from Neighbours, what’s your answer?“It was Rose McGowan at the 1998 MTV American Video Music Awards”Correct! And can you spot the difference between her ‘dress’ and yours?“I’m wearing clothes under mine!”Also correct, sort of. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114493476717918165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114493476717918165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114493476717918165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114493476717918165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/04/mtv-australia-music-awards-weakest.html' title='MTV AUSTRALIA MUSIC AWARDS: THE WEAKEST LINK'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114466595630176482</id><published>2006-04-10T12:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T12:59:15.916+02:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S A BOYSKETBALL!</title><summary type='text'>So I've been trying not to buy into this whole Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes TomKat with a TomKitten on the way obsession the media has had for the past 8 months because it gives me the same sense of ill feeling, look away squirmishness that can only be replicated by unwittingly viewing your parents as the stars of their own home made porn movie. I can not simply divert my eyes from this phenomenon</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114466595630176482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114466595630176482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114466595630176482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114466595630176482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-boysketball.html' title='IT&apos;S A BOYSKETBALL!'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114365015969904849</id><published>2006-03-29T18:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T18:35:59.733+02:00</updated><title type='text'>So noT PREgnant</title><summary type='text'>In reply to one of my faithful fans comments on my 90210 rooms post, I have to set the record straight. Tori Spelling is not pregnant. She was rumoured to have been impregnated by the ever so classy Dean McDermott in late November last year but this was never confirmed and if that were true by my calculations (I’ve seen 17 episodes of The OC since then which makes it 4 months and 1 week) then she</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114365015969904849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114365015969904849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114365015969904849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114365015969904849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-not-pregnant.html' title='So noT PREgnant'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114347512725913243</id><published>2006-03-27T17:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T18:12:16.603+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOW US 'YA PINK BITS!</title><summary type='text'>I sincerely hope that whoever asked cabaret singer/actress Maria Venuti to “show us ‘ya pink bits!” is truly sorry for what they’ve done. I can't quite decide whether she's about to flap off into the sunset or lay an egg. Either way, the other hens in the roost must surely be jealous of that plumage.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114347512725913243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114347512725913243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114347512725913243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114347512725913243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/03/show-us-ya-pink-bits.html' title='SHOW US &apos;YA PINK BITS!'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114303936232797031</id><published>2006-03-22T16:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T16:56:02.473+02:00</updated><title type='text'>90,210 ROOMS</title><summary type='text'>I find the sanity of anyone who devotes an entire room of their house to present wrapping highly suspect.  Combine this with a penchant for stealing the husband (yes that’s you Dean McDermott) of a woman with a new born baby because he just happened to be your good looking co-star on the set of the kind of pathetic made for TV movie that I would only watch if I was at home sick from work in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114303936232797031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114303936232797031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114303936232797031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114303936232797031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/03/90210-rooms.html' title='90,210 ROOMS'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114260396838886303</id><published>2006-03-17T15:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T16:27:56.166+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DIS'GRUNTLED</title><summary type='text'>I find it extremely depressing when celebrities actually dress nicely and co ordinate their outfits well as they have been doing over the past week. It sends me into a severe spiral of depression and fits of rage (not unlike the time the power went off half way through a particularly intense episode of Prison Break) and I start having ridiculously unfounded thoughts like “Maybe because they’re </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114260396838886303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114260396838886303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114260396838886303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114260396838886303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/03/disgruntled.html' title='DIS&apos;GRUNTLED'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114260228209902062</id><published>2006-03-17T15:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T16:23:08.473+02:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE DICKENS?</title><summary type='text'>Remember when you were little and as you were dashing out the front door to school your Mum would yell out to you not to forget your hanky and she’d pin it onto your sweatshirt or school bag so you wouldn’t lose it and have to blow your nose on your sleeve all day? And you’d whinge “Mum, that’s so lame why do you have to pin it on me?” and she’d tell you “You’d lose your head if it wasn’t screwed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114260228209902062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114260228209902062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114260228209902062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114260228209902062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-dickens.html' title='WHAT THE DICKENS?'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114200435260003528</id><published>2006-03-10T17:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T17:28:26.806+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ENOUGH OF BIG DUFF!</title><summary type='text'>Such is my dislike for Haylie Duff that when I first saw this picture I wished it was in 3D so I could reach out and pull that charmingly ugly fraying 60 year old woman scarf around her neck so tight that it would stop her from grinning and following Hilary around to the opening of everything from a nightclub to a soft drink can in an attempt to cash in on her successful sister’s popularity and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114200435260003528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114200435260003528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114200435260003528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114200435260003528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/03/enough-of-big-duff.html' title='ENOUGH OF BIG DUFF!'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114192017095212059</id><published>2006-03-09T17:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T18:02:51.033+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange Crush</title><summary type='text'>Kate Bosworth - Knock KnockJadis - Who’s There?KB - OrangeJ - Orange who?KB - Orange you going to tell me how pretty my dress is?J - Knock KnockKB - Who’s there?J - NoKB - No who?J - No I’m not going to tell you how pretty your dress is because you look like a milk maid who’s been out squeezing oranges all day instead of milking cows. By the way was Josh Duhamel a good kisser in Win a Date with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114192017095212059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114192017095212059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114192017095212059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114192017095212059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/03/orange-crush.html' title='Orange Crush'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114166161082902208</id><published>2006-03-06T18:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T18:36:46.406+02:00</updated><title type='text'>THE OSCARS: MAGGIE GRABBINGHOLD</title><summary type='text'>Maggie Gyllenhaal, either your left hand was cut off in a freak on-set accident whilst filming the World Trade Centre movie or you’re pleasuring yourself beneath the folds of your concrete coloured, ill fitting gown. I know the Oscars are quite lengthy and more boring than anyone cares to admit but I that’s not reason enough to start tickling your twat on the red carpet. I’m sure your creepy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114166161082902208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114166161082902208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114166161082902208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114166161082902208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/03/oscars-maggie-grabbinghold.html' title='THE OSCARS: MAGGIE GRABBINGHOLD'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114166108477369114</id><published>2006-03-06T17:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T18:24:17.163+02:00</updated><title type='text'>THE OSCARS: OSCAR NOMINATED URSULA</title><summary type='text'>Even though the so called ‘experts’ are raving about Charlize Theron’s choice of Dior gown for this years Oscars, it personally overwhelms me with visions of Ursula the evil octopus woman who stole Ariel’s voice in The Little Mermaid. Apparently Ursula’s stolen Charlize’s figure and hairdresser along with Ariel’s voice, she looks about 8 months pregnant with 8 months worth of re-growth. I wouldn’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114166108477369114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114166108477369114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114166108477369114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114166108477369114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/03/oscars-oscar-nominated-ursula.html' title='THE OSCARS: OSCAR NOMINATED URSULA'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114140701782815065</id><published>2006-03-03T19:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T14:20:09.310+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FASHION WEEK DIS'ASTER</title><summary type='text'>Lady, I don’t have a clue who you are (or who you think you are), but if you’ve been invited to attend shows at London Fashion week, where photographic evidence of this outfit was captured, then you must be someone important and influential in the fashion industry, and that scares me.I’m petrified that you might possibly be in a position to give out fashion advice to unsuspecting civilians </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114140701782815065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114140701782815065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114140701782815065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114140701782815065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/03/fashion-week-disaster.html' title='FASHION WEEK DIS&apos;ASTER'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114123292053727434</id><published>2006-03-01T18:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T19:10:50.773+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LINDSAY: FULLY FLASHING</title><summary type='text'>Last night at the General Motors Celebrity Fashion Show in Los Angeles, Lindsay Lohan took wardrobe malfunctioning to new heights with this flash of mammary flesh. Desperate publicity stunt or accidental oversite? You be the judge. Linds maybe if you ate more and snorted less you could find clothes that fitted better? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114123292053727434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114123292053727434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114123292053727434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114123292053727434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/03/lindsay-fully-flashing.html' title='LINDSAY: FULLY FLASHING'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114106113183628675</id><published>2006-02-27T19:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T19:30:19.056+02:00</updated><title type='text'>THESE CLOTHES ARE MY OWN</title><summary type='text'>Natasha Bedingfield, I'd like to sing you a song I wrote if you don't mind, the tune might be a little familiar, it goes something like this:"You threw some clothes togetherThe combination red and whiteIt's who I am, it's what I doAnd so I’m gonna lay it down for youI try to find something nice to mentionBut I feel so distracted by the frillsYou need some help, some fashion rehabilitation,Because</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114106113183628675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114106113183628675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114106113183628675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114106113183628675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/these-clothes-are-my-own.html' title='THESE CLOTHES ARE MY OWN'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114106083044734519</id><published>2006-02-27T19:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T19:28:42.163+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SUSIE SUPPORTER</title><summary type='text'>At the Tropfest film festival last night in Sydney, Australian actress Susie Porter, the star of intellectual classics like Welcome to Woop Woop, was seen modeling the Australian equivilant of an I love NY tee, the Bali tourist tee. Despite the fact that the Indonesian government is executing Australians at the same rate their chickens are laying eggs, I’m stoked to see Susie supporting team Bali</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114106083044734519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114106083044734519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114106083044734519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114106083044734519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/susie-supporter.html' title='SUSIE SUPPORTER'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114079621349730239</id><published>2006-02-24T17:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T17:57:25.840+02:00</updated><title type='text'>WHITE HOT</title><summary type='text'>Rainbow Jeremy from the band Whitestarr is like, the hottest guy I have ever seen. Everything about him just screams sex. From the subtle hint of public hair peeking out from the top of his seductively tight low waisted jeans to the finely chiseld V shape of his lust thrusting abdominals, this guy was put on the planet to make woman swoon. My knees weaken at the sight of his tightly fit red </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114079621349730239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114079621349730239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114079621349730239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114079621349730239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/white-hot.html' title='WHITE HOT'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114052673024244569</id><published>2006-02-21T14:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T16:28:32.380+02:00</updated><title type='text'>THE EMANCIPATION OF MARY KATE</title><summary type='text'> Mary Kate Olsen, I might get stoned by the Fat Police for saying this but I liked you better when you were anorexic and on the verge of near death. You were so much more interesting with your light headed vagueness and skeletal disguising designer outfits and most importantly you didn’t take your fashion queues from the likes of Mariah Carey.I’m sure Mariah Carey thinks she is the reincarnation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114052673024244569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114052673024244569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114052673024244569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114052673024244569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/emancipation-of-mary-kate.html' title='THE EMANCIPATION OF MARY KATE'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114045040713247357</id><published>2006-02-20T17:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T17:46:47.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PREGNANT PARIS?</title><summary type='text'>Either Paris Hilton is really busting for a wee or there’s something other than urine housed inside that belly of hers. The stomach applifying curve motif on her hideously ‘hot’ pink negligee inspired dress only serves to confirm my suspicions.Meanwhile it appears Nicky Hilton has taken a leaf out of the sister cloning Simpson book and borrowed Ashlee’s fake tan and Mama Hilton has had her face </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114045040713247357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114045040713247357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114045040713247357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114045040713247357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/pregnant-paris.html' title='PREGNANT PARIS?'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114019654726123830</id><published>2006-02-17T18:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T09:29:17.626+02:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SIMPSONS</title><summary type='text'>Not satisfied with the amount of attention she’s received from lip syncing her own songs and throwing drunken tantrums at McDonald’s employees, Ashlee Simpson has now decided that the best way to get as much attention as older sister Jessica is to be Jessica. Except she’s going to do it better. She’s going bleach blonder, she’s going dangerously darker with the fake tan, she’s getting whiter than</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114019654726123830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114019654726123830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114019654726123830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114019654726123830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/simpsons.html' title='THE SIMPSONS'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114010848857479651</id><published>2006-02-16T18:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:53:23.683+02:00</updated><title type='text'>D FOR DISASTROUS</title><summary type='text'>Natalie Portman at the V for Vendetta press conference in Tokyo earlier today . . .“I’m fine everyone, really I’m okay. I know you must have been alarmed when you saw me walk in and thought I must have been in a horrible car accident on my way to this press conference because the top of my shirt looks like a neck brace, but there’s no reason to be alarmed, this shirt is purposly designed to have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114010848857479651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114010848857479651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114010848857479651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114010848857479651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/d-for-disastrous.html' title='D FOR DISASTROUS'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-114009056847984426</id><published>2006-02-16T13:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T19:14:26.516+02:00</updated><title type='text'>BONES VS. BOOBS</title><summary type='text'>          For Nicole Ritchie and Pamela Anderson Valentines Day was spent in the kind of thoughtful and selfless manner you would expect from celebrities of their calibre, they prostituted themselves for products. Nicole was in New York handing out free Dr Pepper samples and Pamela was in Melbourne showing us her green M &amp; M’s. But which of these beauties did it best?Round 1 – Colour </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/114009056847984426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=114009056847984426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114009056847984426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/114009056847984426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/bones-vs-boobs.html' title='BONES VS. BOOBS'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113992533236680554</id><published>2006-02-14T15:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T16:18:19.753+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FASHION WEEK FLOP</title><summary type='text'>I love Rachel Bilson and her character Summer from The O.C more than I love chocolate when I’m menstruating but what I’m not loving about Rachel right now is what she wore to fashion designer Derek Lam’s show last week at New York Fashion Week.The layering of long sleeved, high necked tops under designer dresses has got to stop! Just look at what this trend has done to poor Rachel. I can’t decide</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113992533236680554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113992533236680554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113992533236680554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113992533236680554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/fashion-week-flop_14.html' title='FASHION WEEK FLOP'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113958909307286784</id><published>2006-02-10T18:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T18:39:20.270+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAMMYS: WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME</title><summary type='text'>Christina Milian, when I first glanced at this picture of you one of your songs started playing in my head:Tell me who do you think you seeYou’re standing in your corner looking out on meYou think I’m so predictableTell me who do you think I amLooks can be deceivingBetter guess againTell me what you seeWhen you look at meOkay well since you asked, what I see when I look at you is confusion. I don</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113958909307286784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113958909307286784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113958909307286784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113958909307286784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/grammys-when-you-look-at-me.html' title='GRAMMYS: WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113958817286844518</id><published>2006-02-10T17:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T18:16:13.003+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAMMYS: FIREFLIES AND STEPFORD WIVES</title><summary type='text'>You would think with all the cash they’re raking in celebrities wouldn’t have to beg borrow or steal from anyone, but once again I’m seeing yet another celebrity walking the carpet in a dress she stole from the wardrobe department of a movie she featured in. I realise that Faith Hill is the mother of 3 children and probably doesn’t have time to shop, sing and drop the kids at school but that’s no</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113958817286844518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113958817286844518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113958817286844518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113958817286844518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/grammys-fireflies-and-stepford-wives.html' title='GRAMMYS: FIREFLIES AND STEPFORD WIVES'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113949986780063920</id><published>2006-02-09T17:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T18:01:46.256+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAMMYS: MISSING OLSEN TRIPLET FOUND!</title><summary type='text'>At 6pm local time in Los Angeles yesterday evening Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen's long lost triplet Fiona Apple, was discovered walking the green carpet at the 48th Annual Grammy Awards. A wised up reporter raised the alarm upon Fiona's entry when she recognized the uncanny resemblance between the 3 girls. Further research revealed that Fiona was abandoned by the Olsen family in 1987 when the tiny </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113949986780063920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113949986780063920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113949986780063920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113949986780063920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/grammys-missing-olsen-triplet-found.html' title='GRAMMYS: MISSING OLSEN TRIPLET FOUND!'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113949910045349101</id><published>2006-02-09T17:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T17:31:40.466+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAMMYS: JOSS STONED</title><summary type='text'>Joss Stone, you seem so sweet and bubbly and you’re such the hippy chick with your daisy behind your ear and your long flowing dresses and barefoot performances, but like all things sweet and bubbly there comes a point when you consume too much and begin to feel ill. That’s how I feel when I look at you here. I am no longer prepared to devour your cheerful disposition while you insist on wearing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113949910045349101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113949910045349101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113949910045349101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113949910045349101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/grammys-joss-stoned.html' title='GRAMMYS: JOSS STONED'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113941418336276766</id><published>2006-02-08T17:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:56:23.363+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAMMYS 2005 FLASHBACK: SHERYL CROW</title><summary type='text'>In anticipation of the 2006 Grammy Awards airing tonight, I’d like to present a fashion flashback or two to last years awards.Sheryl Crow was either under pressure to match her outfit and bag with Lance’s yellow Live Strong bracelet or she literally soaked up the sun at last years’ Grammy Awards. The end result of which was a bikini dress that would have looked more at home on a Dancing with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113941418336276766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113941418336276766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113941418336276766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113941418336276766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/grammys-2005-flashback-sheryl-crow.html' title='GRAMMYS 2005 FLASHBACK: SHERYL CROW'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113941382689542374</id><published>2006-02-08T17:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T17:48:27.060+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAMMYS 2005 FLASH BACK: NELLY</title><summary type='text'>More country club than country grammar, rapper Nelly arrived at last years Grammys dressed like Walter Matheau’s character from Grumpy Old Men. Close inspection of the bio on his website reveals that this was more of a publicity stunt to promote his album titled Suit than an attempt to impersonate an incontinent 80 year old man:“Though the clothes don’t make the man, Nelly’s Suit is woven from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113941382689542374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113941382689542374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113941382689542374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113941382689542374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/grammys-2005-flash-back-nelly.html' title='GRAMMYS 2005 FLASH BACK: NELLY'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113932249777398298</id><published>2006-02-07T15:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T12:31:16.620+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LAZY LEFT EYE HILTON</title><summary type='text'>Despite an obvious obsession with her appearance, it amazes me that Paris Hilton has failed to ever correct her lazy left eye. Every time I look at a photograph of her I am strangely distracted by it in the same way the stump of a one armed person is distracting. You want to be polite and focus on something else, their face, their outfit, their insanely orange spray tan, but your gaze is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113932249777398298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113932249777398298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113932249777398298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113932249777398298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/lazy-left-eye-hilton.html' title='LAZY LEFT EYE HILTON'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113923872891967268</id><published>2006-02-06T16:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T15:03:13.483+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER BEAUTIFUL MISTER</title><summary type='text'>If Angelina Jolie had a threesome with Tommy Lee and one of the girls from Tatu then my guess is that the resulting love child would look something like this.Allow me to introduce you to she-man punk rocker Bif Naked. Just when you think this couldn’t get any weirder or more bizarre, wait until I tell you where this photo was taken. At the after party for the 2006 Lingerie Bowl. Yes it’s just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113923872891967268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113923872891967268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113923872891967268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113923872891967268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/super-beautiful-mister.html' title='SUPER BEAUTIFUL MISTER'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113898910247775679</id><published>2006-02-03T19:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T09:17:54.776+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGELINA JOLIE: HUSBAND RAIDER</title><summary type='text'>She snatched Billy Bob Thornton away from Laura Dern with the promise of matching grave stones and vials of blood, she lured Brad Pitt away from Jennifer Aniston with cute little foreign orphans and third world countries, and now karma has caught up with Angelina Jolie, she’s got side burns. Some might say it’s caused by pregnancy hormones, it could be for a movie role, but something tells me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113898910247775679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113898910247775679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113898910247775679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113898910247775679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/angelina-jolie-husband-raider.html' title='ANGELINA JOLIE: HUSBAND RAIDER'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113890044607369103</id><published>2006-02-02T19:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T19:18:45.896+02:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD PRESS</title><summary type='text'>I have absolutely no idea who Natalie Press is and I don’t particularly care. What I do care about however is the heinous crime against fashion she’s committing here and that she’s doing it at a Lanvin VIP party in London. You would think that if you were attending a party for a top fashion design house that you might want to look, I don’t know, fashionable? Unless your idea of fashionable is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113890044607369103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113890044607369103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113890044607369103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113890044607369103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/bad-press.html' title='BAD PRESS'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113881339862450468</id><published>2006-02-01T18:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T19:13:15.010+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney SAG Awards</title><summary type='text'>Whilst the real celebrities were attending the SAG awards in LA, the wannabe celebrities of Sydney were out in force at the Arena TV SAG Awards Viewing Luncheon. Sadly Kate Fischer, the poor mans Elle McPherson, wasn't clued up on what the SAG part meant and arrived with some sag of her own. When you’ve dated a billionaire’s son, modeled, acted and been on a reality TV show then you must be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113881339862450468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113881339862450468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113881339862450468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113881339862450468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/02/sydney-sag-awards.html' title='Sydney SAG Awards'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113872760031220079</id><published>2006-01-31T18:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T15:58:16.133+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SAG Awards: The Colour Purple</title><summary type='text'>I would have given my box set of The O.C series one dvds to have seen the look on Felicity Huffman and Marcia Cross's faces when they first laid eyes on each other at the Screen Actors Guild awards last night. Obviously it must have been too late for either of them to go home and change or I would have no reason to be writing this right now. That shade of purple, sorry, lavender that they are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113872760031220079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113872760031220079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113872760031220079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113872760031220079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/01/sag-awards-colour-purple.html' title='SAG Awards: The Colour Purple'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113872383775894949</id><published>2006-01-31T18:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T18:10:37.760+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SAG Awards: Here comes the Bride</title><summary type='text'>Okay now I'm seriously getting worried about Hilary Swank. Since her and Chad Lowe officially separated 3 weeks ago she’s barely been holding it together and now she's wearing what looks very much like a wedding dress to the Screen Actors Guild Awards. AWARDS Hilary, it's an AWARDS CEREMONY you're attending, not a wedding ceremony, not your wedding to Chad, you are separated. You’re not going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113872383775894949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113872383775894949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113872383775894949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113872383775894949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/01/sag-awards-here-comes-bride.html' title='SAG Awards: Here comes the Bride'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113836838743425913</id><published>2006-01-27T15:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T15:59:07.170+02:00</updated><title type='text'>AVN Awards: What the?</title><summary type='text'>There is so much that’s wrong with Summer Hayes’s ensemble here that I don’t even know where to start so let’s go with the obvious, the leotard, or is it a catsuit? (I don’t even know what you would call this kind of get up, I’m not down with the stripper lingo these days). The black shiny lycra makes me think leotard but the all in one approach is more catsuit. Where would you even buy something</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113836838743425913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113836838743425913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113836838743425913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113836838743425913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/01/avn-awards-what.html' title='AVN Awards: What the?'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113834465031841048</id><published>2006-01-27T08:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T08:57:49.940+02:00</updated><title type='text'>AVN Awards: Double Trouble</title><summary type='text'>Someone forgot to tell Sunny Lane and Flower Tucci that they wouldn’t be required to work at the Adult Film Industry Awards. Close your mouths girls. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113834465031841048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113834465031841048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113834465031841048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113834465031841048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/01/avn-awards-double-trouble.html' title='AVN Awards: Double Trouble'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113828319549547221</id><published>2006-01-26T15:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T17:51:39.913+02:00</updated><title type='text'>AVN Awards: Nice . . . dress</title><summary type='text'>Wow. Forget everything I said about Scarlett Johannson yesterday because I clearly had no cause for concern whatsoever while Exotica (yes that is her actual name) over to left here is out walking the red carpets of the world. Granted the red carpet she's walking is at the AVN Awards (or as I like to call them, the Pawn* Star Oscars) so yes this is probably to be expected at such an event but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113828319549547221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113828319549547221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113828319549547221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113828319549547221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/01/avn-awards-nice-dress.html' title='AVN Awards: Nice . . . dress'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113819678609912301</id><published>2006-01-25T14:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:30:45.013+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Titties</title><summary type='text'>As a cleavagely challenged woman myself, I have always had a fascination with the boobs on parade at awards ceremonies and premieres. Particularly over the past few months with those belonging to Scarlett Johannson. Those two puppies are inching closer and closer to her neck with every award ceremony and film premiere she attends. It’s as if they’re trying to reach her neck in an attempt to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113819678609912301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113819678609912301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113819678609912301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113819678609912301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/01/tale-of-two-titties.html' title='A Tale of Two Titties'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113811711723608040</id><published>2006-01-24T17:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T17:51:58.916+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Globes: Fur is Dead</title><summary type='text'>Back in October at the premier of her new film Nanny McPhee, Emma Thompson was asked to comment on what it was like being transformed into a hideous wart covered witch for her starring role in the film, to which she replied “I always find it more strange being glammed up”. I didn’t quite understand what she meant until I saw this atrocity at the Golden Globes. If your idea of ‘glammed up’ is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113811711723608040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113811711723608040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113811711723608040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113811711723608040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/01/golden-globes-fur-is-dead.html' title='Golden Globes: Fur is Dead'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113811650528813622</id><published>2006-01-24T16:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T08:33:43.880+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Globes: I'd rather go naked than wear fur</title><summary type='text'>Why is Alanis Morisette walking the red carpet topless? Stranger still, why doesn't she have any nipples? Oh no, wait, sorry my mistake. The top half of her dress is just the colour nude, she's not actually nude. Damn, I was hoping she was making some super model-esque statement about rather going naked than wearing fur and was planning on throwing red paint all over Emma Thompson and her dead </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113811650528813622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113811650528813622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113811650528813622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113811650528813622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/01/golden-globes-id-rather-go-naked-than.html' title='Golden Globes: I&apos;d rather go naked than wear fur'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113803226574024635</id><published>2006-01-23T17:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T18:04:25.743+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Globes: The Battle of the Bump</title><summary type='text'>My bump, my bump my bump my bump, my lovely baby bump, check it out:Is it just me, or does anyone else sense that there's an unspoken rivalry in Hollywood at the moment amongst pregnant starlets attempting to out dress each other? I think it’s great that they’re not running around wearing baby doll dresses and elastic maternity pants but shouldn’t they be at home with their feet up or something? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113803226574024635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113803226574024635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113803226574024635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113803226574024635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/01/golden-globes-battle-of-bump.html' title='Golden Globes: The Battle of the Bump'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113803089399416044</id><published>2006-01-23T17:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T08:56:06.993+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Globes: Starlight Starbright</title><summary type='text'>Since not many people actually know (or care) who Ziyi Zhang is, she decided to wear the brightest possible shade of fluro green imaginable to the Golden Globes this year to be certain that we all noticed her, and of course we did. But did she have to ruin an absolutely stunning Giorgio Armani gown on her quest for press? It was the most beautifully cut dress I saw on any celebrity during the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113803089399416044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113803089399416044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113803089399416044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113803089399416044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/01/golden-globes-starlight-starbright.html' title='Golden Globes: Starlight Starbright'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113802104409322154</id><published>2006-01-23T14:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T13:17:15.340+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Globes: On your marks, get set, go!</title><summary type='text'>  If I didn’t know this photo was taken on the red carpet at the Golden Globes I'd think that Hilary Swank had joined the American Olympic swim team and was standing on the blocks about to take her mark for the 100m freestyle. Poor Hil, she probably goes to so many events and award ceremonies that combined with all the emotional upset from the breakdown of her marriage to Chad she got confused </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113802104409322154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113802104409322154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113802104409322154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113802104409322154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/01/golden-globes-on-your-marks-get-set-go.html' title='Golden Globes: On your marks, get set, go!'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21202902.post-113776492791392069</id><published>2006-01-20T14:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T13:27:06.250+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Globes: I’m a present, unwrap me!</title><summary type='text'> I think Christmas was a little to close for comfort to the Golden Globes this year because it seems that Keira Knightley and Cynthia Nixon's respective stylists were inspired by the presents under the tree when they choose these dresses. Cynthia looks like a pre-wrapped gift you buy at an expensive department store, and poor Keira looks like something her Nana wrapped and then decorated with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/feeds/113776492791392069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21202902&amp;postID=113776492791392069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113776492791392069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21202902/posts/default/113776492791392069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dis-this.blogspot.com/2006/01/golden-globes-im-present-unwrap-me.html' title='Golden Globes: I’m a present, unwrap me!'/><author><name>Jadis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15519941067729178047</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
