Is New York City suddenly having a celebrity shortage? Despite the long, sort-of boring Page Six lead about celeb Halloween costumes (OMG, Salman Rushdie as Darth Vader was fending off “scantily costumed babes” with his light sabre!) it seems none of the Hollywood fixtures have been out and about in the big city.
And it truly is a sad day when the only official P6 “Sighting” is “DUSTIN Diamond, who played Screech on “Saved by the Bell,” riding shotgun in a minivan near Lincoln Center, leaning out the window and spitting on the street.”
Meanwhile, a sneak preview of tomorrow’s ‘Sighting: “The entire cast of short-lived 90’s sitcom California Dreams spotted piled into a soccer-mom car SUV going south on the West Side Highway. Fortunately, witnesses say they were not carrying their instruments.”
If you were planning on going out tonight as a hick with fake teeth, watch out. About 43,000 Chinese-made novelty teeth have been recalled because they contain too much lead paint. Of course, this could inspire another last minute costume: a product made in China. Scary!
[Reuters]
When asked by reporters about Dick Cheney’s plans for Halloween, a jovial President Bush responded as follows: “This morning I was with the vice president,” Bush joked. “I was asking him what costume he was planning. He said, ‘Well I’m already wearing it,’ and then he mumbled something about the dark side of the force.” Who knew this year’s frightfest would also come with a hefty dose of reality? [CNN]
Are you sick of Halloween already? That’s a shame, seeing as you still have to deal with the Village parade, throngs of inconsiderate Trick-or-Treaters and the pressure of coming up with a costume for this weekend’s belated Halloweeny goodness.
And speaking of Halloweenies, our best gay friends have taken the liberty of showing us how our favorite celebrity packages (and Spencer Pratt’s) stood up against skintight spandex.
Because there’s really nothing “scarier” than gaining a newfound respect for Brody Jenner. Or finding out that kryptonite isn’t Superman’s only shortcoming.
[Queerty]
In honor of Halloween, Forbes has compiled a somewhat macabre list of the Top-Earning Dead Celebrities. The artist formerly known as Elvis Presley snags the coveted number one spot (Quelle surprise!) edging out worthy competitors such as John Lennon’s corpse and the ghost of Marilyn Monroe.
Meanwhile, the deceased Tupac Shakur snagged eight place, despite reportedly initiating an East Coast/West Coast rivalry “thing” with the now-soulless Godfather of Soul. [via Stereohyped]
• Turns out Cindy Adams was having another one of her senior moments. That whole thing about Nicole Richie chain-smoking wildly despite toting around a giant, protruding unborn baby? Never happened.
• The Arcade Fire to Sasha Frere-Jones: We steal shit from black people all the time!
• Check out the 20 most frightfully anti-gay Halloween costumes. Then imagine a calm, peaceful existence where rampant homophobia only exists but once a year.
• Coolio gets turned down by MTV; inks deal for upcoming reality show with Oxygen network instead.
• As it turns out, there are times when a Sam Adams isn’t always a good decision.
• Amy Fisher’s ex-husband is sorry he sold a sex tape of his ex-wife purely out of spite. It was wrong, and immature, he explains, before laughing nervously and adding, “Amy, seriously, please don’t kill my new girlfriend.”
• As it turns out, porn stars really are only good at one thing.
• Britney’s album drops today, for those of you who care. Which, for what it’s worth, is still a surprising number of you.
• Aw, Izzie and George are friends in real life! Just like on the show! Except without the part where they’re madly in love and have sexual relations.
Although we can’t always shake the nasty habit of writing in the royal we, occasionally one of our editors decides to shake off the cloak of anonymity to write a short, pithy statement long, rambling diatribe about a topic of their choice. Today, Debbie Newman is that editor.
With Halloween just around the corner, it’s time to start thinking about last-minute costume ideas. And this year, instead of frantically hunting through the on-sale rack at Ricky’s for that elusive half-priced garment that says “Slutty, yet sophisticated,” why not be creative? There are plenty of do-it-yourself costumes* that require minimal effort on your part and are guaranteed to please potentially capable of suiting your needs.
Moderately intrigued? Read on, anyway! After the jump, a complete rundown of the scariest media personalities around with useful tips on how to capture their “essence” without breaking the bank or sacrificing your unique rebelliousness.
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