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Jumat, 19 Juni 2015
Will Angelina Jolie Give Jon Voight a Second Chance?
It seems Angelina Jolie’s father Jon Voight may be given the best belated Father’s Day gift he could hope for: a conversation with his estranged daughter. Jolie hasn’t spoken to her dad for over five years after he insinuated she had “emotional and mental” problems on "Access Hollywood," but the humanitarian hottie has hinted that she is ready for reconciliation.
"At the end of the day, we both wish the best for each other, and we'll try to start communicating in some way,” she told the London Evening Standard.
But the “A Mighty Heart” star hasn’t been deprived of parental passion, as she also praised Pitt’s parents for the support they have shown her and their children.
Nicole Richie Will Fight to Stay Out of Jail
OJ's "If I did it" Manuscript Leaked
I'm going to tell you a story you've never heard before,
because no one knows this story the way I know it. It takes place on the
night June 12, 1994, and it concerns the murder of my ex-wife, Nicole
Brown Simpson, and her young friend, Ronald Goldman. I want you to forget everything you think you know about that night because I know the facts better than anyone. I know the players. I've seen the evidence. I've heard the theories. And, of course, I've read all the stories: That I did it.
That I did it but I don't know I did it. That I can no longer tell fact
from fiction. That I wake up in the middle of the night, consumed by
guilt, screaming.
I looked over at Goldman, and I was fuming. I guess he thought I was going to hit him, because he got into his little karate stance. "What the fuck is that?" I said. "You think you can take me with your karate shit?" He started circling me, bobbing and weaving, and if I hadn't been so fucking angry I would have laughed in his face. "O.J., come on!" It was Charlie again, pleading. Nicole moaned, regaining consciousness. She stirred on the ground and opened her eyes and looked at me, but it didn't seem like anything was registering. Charlie walked over and planted himself in front of me blocking my view. "We are fucking done here, man-let's go!" I noticed the knife in Charlie's hand, and in one deft move I removed my right glove and snatched it up. "We're not going anywhere," I said, turning to face Goldman. Goldman was still circling me, bobbing and weaving, but I didn't feel like laughing anymore. "You think you're tough, motherfucker?" I said. I could hear Charlie just behind me, saying something, urging me to get the fuck out of there, and at one point he even reached for me and tried to drag me away, but I shook him off, hard, and moved toward Goldman. "Okay, motherfucker!" I said. "Show me how tough you are!" Then something went horribly wrong, and I know what happened, but I can't tell you exactly how. I was still standing in Nicole's courtyard, of course, but for a few moments I couldn't remember how I'd gotten there, when I'd arrived, or even why I was there. Then it came back to me, very slowly: The recital-with little Sydney up on stage, dancing her little heart out; me, chipping balls into my neighbor's yard; Paula, angry, not answering her phone; Charlie, stopping by the house to tell me some more ugly shit about Nicole's behavior. Then what? The short, quick drive from Rockingham to the Bundy condo. And now? Now I was standing
in Nicole's courtyard, in the dark, listening to the loud, rhythmic,
accelerated beating of my own heart. I put my left hand to my heart and my shirt felt strangely wet. I looked down at myself. For several moments, I
couldn't get my mind around what I was seeing. The whole front of me was
covered in blood, but it didn't compute. Is this really blood? I wondered. And whose blood is it? Is it mine? Am I hurt?
Becks parties till dawn with Tom Cruise.. and a £30,000 drinks bill
The knees-up began at a swanky restaurant in Madrid, where guests sang victory songs and drank toasts to the former England skipper.
Becks tucked into black pudding and steak, while weight-conscious Victoria opted for just pineapple and strawberries. Then, around 5am, they invited actor Tom, 44, and his missus Katie, 28, to a trendy nightclub where they danced until dawn. A source at the restaurant said: "A huge cheer went up when David arrived. The atmosphere was electric. "They were all singing 'campeones, campeones' and other victory songs all night and between them they got through 20 magnums of red wine. Everyone had a fantastic time."
IT'S A BOY FOR JULIA!
Elisabeth Hasselbeck: Unsure If Rosie's a Friend DUH?
Mandy Moore visits The Today Show - June 19, 2007
Rosie -- Gimme Bob's Job Already!
PILLS AT FAULT
Another Alien Baby on the way?
But just days later Holmes, who is in South of France with husband Tom Cruise to attend the wedding of Australian media mogul James Packer, wore a figure-hugging cream dress that looked noticeably bump free. Still, some sources insist she is pregnant. According to The Sun, one said: "Katie and Tom are thrilled to be having another baby on the way. She's glowing with happiness." Holmes has certainly made her intention expand her family very clear.