Bethenny Frankel & Jason Hoppy's Split: Lunching with a friend in New York, Frankel and a friend "shared a plate of octopus, spaghetti, and a solemn conversation." How does one share a plate of octopus? Four tentacles each? Bethenny "wasn't smiling or laughing. She looked serious." Not to mention, her wedding ring was off. "So much for Frankel's happily ever after." Hoppy is still wearing his wedding band, and "feels used — like she just wanted him for a baby." He plans to fight her over custody of their daughter in court. Despite constant fights, Hoppy "was hoping she was just going through a phase." Friends claim he is wearing his ring as a plot to garner public sympathy. "It's definitely an image thing. He knows he's getting photographed. He's a smart guy." Frankel wants him to move out ASAP but he has been taking his time. "He's just not sure where he wants to go." Hoppy is angry, and "feels like he gave up his career for her. He basically stopped working to support her and wants to be compensated for it."
The couple got together in 2008 after meeting at a New York club. Sources say Frankel's no-holds-barred ambition is to blame for the union's downfall. "She got obsessive about her career." Bethenny's empire of Skinnygirl products had netted her at least a hundred million, but she still wants more. She also apparently "has high expectations that no man could ever live up to." With a new talk show rolling out soon expect to hear plenty more about the split, and possibly for it to get ugly.
Miley Cyrus: MARIJUANA OVERDOSE! "GIRL GONE WILD!" A picture of Miley with downcast eyes in a Kurt Cobain T-shirt. "Miley was smoking so much weed, her friends were afraid that she had overdosed!" Her friends are idiots. "Her eyes were extremely glassed over, and she was talking gibberish. She looked messed up. People were really concerned." Miley's pals sound like a bunch of snitches. Also, it's WEED, y'all. She'll be fine. Chillin' even. "It's not the first time Miley has gotten out of control, and she runs with a very shady, drug-using crowd." Again, as long as the only drug they're using is weed, she'll be A-OK. "We're afraid Miley will overdose badly at some point." I mean, maybe on Doritos. Miley "smokes pot until she passes out." Sounds like a gateway drug to watching marathons of The Millionaire Matchmaker. She shuts down criticism with "we're partying, and it's early." Too much marijuana "could cripple the chart-topper's vocal chords and damage brain cells." Reefer Madness Montana may not know that pot "increases dopamine levels, but they then drop below the normal levels and it's difficult to get them to return — so people try harder drugs." Even without harder drugs, "a marijuana overdose — symptoms of which include feelings of paranoia or fear, vomiting, increased heart rate, hallucination, and disorientation — can occur." A sidebar suggests that Miley's extra-perky cleavage is a result of a breast augmentation, rather than of being 19. Miley is "sick of always having to apologize for her behavior." And I'm sick of all these BUZZKILLS bringing down my girl Miley's HIGH, MAAAAAN. Now pass the fucking moon rock vaporizer this-a-way, please.
Every week there are five new gossip magazines covering the same mostly imaginary stories. We scan them for you and select the choicest bits. Consider this your primer for the water cooler.
This week's best almost-definitely-fabricated "Exclusive" is in Star magazine and it claims Jennifer Aniston and Justin Theroux eloped in Mexico. Aniston already denied it, so no dice. She even said that her recent minuscule weight gain that the mags have pounced on as evidence of a pregnancy was the result of having recently quit smoking (good 4 u girl!). Looks like Aniston has finally learned how to play the tabloids and win. The other rags focus on Kim Kardashian's "rocky" marriage to Kris Humphries, The Real Housewives of New Jersey, and Dancing With the Stars fan favorite J.R. Martinez. The best picture that gained weird meaning from appearing repeatedly in different magazines was a very staged Vegas photo op of Kim K. and Kris Humphries posing over a cake shaped like the two of them driving a convertible. Strangely revealing, yet empty of real import, a bit like Ms. Kim K. herself.
