Archive for the ‘Herald’ Category
Last night, Mexican crooner Luis Miguel was busted sneaking out the back alley of Prime 112 with on-again, off-again, and we guess on-again girlfriend Daisy Fuentes–with security. Thanks to Google Translate, we realize why they may have had to do that, with the duo reuniting after 12 years of separation (allegedly sparked by Miguel cheating on Fuentes with Mariah Carey) under shady circumstances that some say involved Fuentes cheating on longtime boyfriend, British singer (Bros) Matt Goss with, well, Miguel. Got that? Whew. Anyway, long story short and whatever the case, the couple had dinner behind closed curtains of the Prime 112 wine room. Reunited and it feels so good? Sounds it.
Move over Menudo. New Kids on the Block? Next. 'NSync and Backstreet Boys? Too busy covering up their grey. Get ready for The Boy Band for the Next Generation, the brainchild of gossip blogger Perez Hilton, pop music tour director Jamie King, and American Idol's Simon Fuller. A casting call for this elusive search will take place today through Sunday at the MyStudio HD Recording Studio at Sawgrass Mills from 10 a.m. to 9:30 p.m. now through Saturday and from 11 a.m. to 8 p.m. Sunday. But it's not for everyone. If you're more like Glee's Mr. Schuester than Justin Bieber, stay home. They're looking for "undiscovered talented teeange boys between 12 and 15 who are both excellent singers and dancers." Oops, that leaves out Bieber-types, too. For several reasons, namely that he's 16. Contestants will create 2 videos demonstrating their abilities. The winner will get to join the band and date a Kardashian receive fame, fortune and tabloid ink. For more info, click here. Good luck.
In a scene straight out of, say, 2003, actress (?) Tara Reid was seen partying in Miami over the weekend, swilling around LIV and Mondrian and then here at the Hibiscus Island sprawl of credit card machine mogul George Wallner. All that was missing was Paris Hilton, who was, uh, previously committed. According to a fellow party goer, Reid, who looks pretty good for such a hardcore party girl, had just broken up with her boyfriend and was celebrating. "She almost completely lost her voice," said our very vocal source. Maybe it's at the lost and found along with her career?
Looking like Jo Ann Worley on a commercial break from Laugh-In, American Idol runner up Adam Lambert made a big stink at The Raleigh after a photog did him a favor and tried to take his picture on the beach behind the hotel. Although the pix may look like a Lambertian mating ritual, Lambert wasn't happy, Tweeting, "Eeew, paparazzi killed my peaceful afternoon on the beach! They're real good at provoking, but there ain't any pics or video of the bs they spew out." Black nail polish a diva doesn't make. Lambert should be thrilled anyone cared enough to take his picture. To his credit, our Raleigh mole did tell us that "he took such painstaking measures to ensure anonymity." Looking like that, we don't blame him. But he does have a sense of humor, later Tweeting, "Hahha the photos are hilarious!! LOL please everyone forgive me for the hat. I was attempting a disguise–clearly failed." Conveniently failed, he meant.
Photo/Bauer-Griffin via PopEater
Seems that the Godzilla or Friday the 13th of TV, Bravo’s wildly popular Real Housewives franchise, may have, indeed, invaded Miami in the guise of the tentatively titled “Miami Social Club.” Despite rumors that one of the cast member’s husbands may have objected to his wife appearing in such scandalous tubeage, our behind-the-camera mole tells us that an “official” Real Housewives promo—you know, the one where the ladies are either fondling an orange, a peach, or something to represent their geographical location (in Miami’s case, a bag of cocaine wouldn’t be such a bad thing since an orange was already taken)—was recently filmed with all the gals in tow.
We contacted our official Bravo mouthpiece who was cagey, telling us that since no air date has been secured, the show sort of remains nameless. But it all sounds like it’s pointing to that splashy, trashy, trainwrecky drama-fest many of us, ahem, have grown to love. But first we have to endure what may be the worst of the franchise–Real Housewives of DC–and then the yet to be determined Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, before we get to our own. That’s a lot of time to make it good. And by good we mean bad. Like Teresa Guidice and Danielle Staub bad. We can hardly wait.
Which of the “Real Housewives of Miami” will offer the most drama?survey software
Go to Source
Hooked up: actor Jamie Foxx and Cristy Rice, ex wife of former Miami Heat player Glen and cast member of Bravo's awfully still tentatively titled Miami Social Club. The duo was reportedly out on the town last night and have been dating for a while now. In all the years he's been coming to Miami, this may be the first time we've ever written that Foxx is actually seriously dating anyone other than someone else's microphone, so this is good. Really good. We wish the couple well.
Seen grabbing onto his balls of steel, rapper turned actor Chris Brown, frolicking on Miami Beach with some female admirers.
Photos:www.mavrixonline.com
Steve Berke didn’t sign up for this, but for a budding comic, it’s the stuff jokes–or in this case, parody videos–are made of. Here’s the story: Berke, a Miami native and Yale grad, fell head over heels for an actress named Haley Higgins, who in turn, cheated on Berke with Jay Cutler, the quarterback of the Chicago Bears. Cutler and Higgins are still dating. Sort of. A few days ago, Cutler was linked in the blogosphere to Kristin Cavallari, who, Berke says, “happens to look just like Haley.” While he has no idea whether Cutler and Cavallari are still dating, Berke, who fled Miami for LA to film this revenge video and record a Weird Al-style parody album, does know that Higgins “is really in love” with Cutler.
“I know how uncomfortable it can be, because I was in a similar love triangle with Cutler and Haley for a solid two months before I lost out to him. I guess $100 million dollars and being the face of an NFL franchise was more attractive to her than a struggling comic from Miami.” Anyway, this video is the product of a blindsided, struggling comic. As for the Cavallari connection, that’s to be seen, but we’re sure there’s a parody in that somewhere too.
An allegedly major TV network is heading to South Florida on a quest to find America's Next It Girl. You know, like Paris Hilton and Khloe Kardashian? No, we're serious. The call sheet says "A major cable network is casting a new competition show to find the next Khloe Kardashian or Paris Hilton!" All you need to do is be a high achiever and fit the following requirements: "You're out every night and there's not a club you can't get into; you've got the fabulous lifestyle (clothes, car) that demands to be noticed; you are not shy about saying what you feel–and if people don't like it, tough!; every charity wants you at their event; you have high standards that must be met; people aspire to be you and you know it!" Criminal record not required. All you need to do is fill out the application, print it out, schlep to Boca's Lucx Boutique (the Posche of Boca?), 307 SE Mizner Blvd., on Wednesday, September 8 between 1 p.m. and 4 p.m. No mug shot necessary, either, just a photo ID. The rest will likely come later if you're chosen. Good luck. No, really, good luck.
[Photo: Seth Browarnik/WorldRedEye.com]
Our pals at HollywoodLife.com have confirmed what many Miami Heat fans have suspected all along: Dwyane Wade gal pal Gabrielle Union wears the Armani suits in the relationship. “I feel like I’m the coach in the stands," Gabby spewed at the Swagg tent during the closing day of the Bridgehampton Polo Challenge hosted by Hamptons Magazine in Bridgehampton, N.Y. “I’m usually screaming things out that I probably shouldn’t!” As for Wade, well, "I don't like it at all," he sort of joked. "It's not even what she says, it's the looks she gives me . . . I might glance at her every now and then. She'll give me this look–this 'toughen up' thing–so I don't really look over there." Keep your eyes on the court, dude.