Showing posts with label pete wentz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pete wentz. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

morning bits & buzz

i stand by my statement that suri cruise is the cuteset of all the celebribabies. readers of us weekly disagree (violet affleck is soooo not cuter!).

pete wentz apparently has enough hoodies to last him "everyday for two years" and a bunch of other unbelievable nonsense comes out of his mouth.

i have to say this is one of my favorite re-cast challenges...buzzsugar reveals a "new and improved" cast of full house.

tv squad reports that david brent and garith ricky gervais and mackenzie crook will sing "free love freeway" at the concert for diana this weekend.

it looks like lindsay has gained a few pounds around the waist area while in rehab (yesssssss!).

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

punk'd

pete wentz of fall out boy fame has decided that being rich & famous, having a girlfriend as pretty as you, and having millions of fans isn't enough for him. so what did he do? open up his own bar for rejects.

seriously?
I’m not the kind of person that’s like, ‘All right, I’ll meet up with you guys later,’ ” he says. “It’s like, what’s the fun in going out to a place if you’re just sitting around in a VIP lounge with a bunch of other people on their BlackBerrys?” So he, along with Yellow Fever clothing designer Jamison Ernest and his band’s managers, Bob McLynn and Jonathan Daniel of Crush Management, are opening AK-47. “This is a bar for all the rejects,” promises Wentz. His bandmates, along with their friends (and fellow Crush clients) from The Academy Is …, Gym Class Heroes, and Cobra Starship, plan to hang there when they’re in town (the band Panic! At The Disco wanted to be investors, but they’re not yet 21).
so go on down to the corner of avenue a and 11th street if you're in new york city. nerds rejoice! rejects welcome! well, until they hit capacity at 200 people. which i'm pretty sure will be every single night. douchebags from the LES, williamsburg, and local EV-ers will invade this bar like it was hi-fi. to be honest, i kinda wanna go. somebody slap me.

(via ny mag)