Jessica Simpson’s career seems to have taken a hard turn due South — last month, she performed at the San Manuel Indian Bingo & Casino, a venue that only seats 2,500 people. Did I mention it was a fucking bingo hall? Yeah. Also commonly referred to as “the last stop before Steinmart on the career crash-and-burn express.” OK! Magazine says

The hall’s florescent lighting, dirty carpet and fried-food odor is a far cry from the venues [Jessica] played back when her albums sold 7 million copies.

“Jessica’s dressing room at the bingo hall was a little larger than a broom closet,” an insider [says]. There’s an iron, but no ironing board. There’s not even a fridge!”

I’m pretty sure the only thing lamer than performing at a bingo hall is performing at the food court in the mall accompanied by the seventh grade band. Oh, how the mighty have fallen!

Kid Rock’s kid sister at the grocery store last month: