Permanent D-lister and shameless attention whore Adrianne Curry can’t go anywhere without her tits and ass on display, so naturally an Aeon Flux costume was a perfect choice for her to wear to Comic-Con. Too bad the cops didn’t feel the same way. The Daily Mail says:

Adrianne, 28, wore wore a very skimpy outfit that left little to the imagination — exposing her backside.

But security were unimpressed and she was sent packing.

She later tweeted to tell fans what had happened.

Adrianne wrote: ‘Just got stopped by a ton of cops…my costume is illegal…. the butt … sigh.’

She returned to the event later in the day wearing a similarly raunchy ensemble, although she made sure the PVC number covered her from top to toe.

And of course, this is what she changed into. She’s an “Imperial Dominatrix.” Please. That’s not even a real Star Wars character. Not unless Governor Tarkin’s got some cross-dressing brother named Mistress Tarkin I don’t know about.

Adrianne in Playboy in 2008, because making sure you see her naked sometime in your life is her ultimate goal:

Seeing Angelina Jolie at Comic Con is probably the single greatest achievement of any dork’s life. Right behind that time they left a stain on the sheets that looked just like Yoda when it dried.

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Adrianne Curry is under the impression that appealing to the fanboy demographic and posting pictures of herself dry-humping Boba Fett and playing video games naked is gonna somehow make her relevant. Newsflash: it doesn’t. For the record, I moderate the Jedi Council Forum Role-Playing Boards naked all the time. Mostly because clothes chafe under my arms and between my legs when I start sweating real bad, but that’s beside the point. You don’t see me posting a bunch of stupid pictures on the internet, do you?

At Comic-Con in Philadelphia:

What I wanna know is, what’s Huttese for “boobies?” I checked my Tattooine pocket dictionary and couldn’t find it anywhere. All I could find was a list of informal greetings and like seven different terms for the word “virgin.” Frankly, that doesn’t help me here at all.

Adrianne Curry using the force at Comic-Con (via Twitter):

Less than a year after they wed in secret, Scarlett Johansson and Ryan Reynolds might already be headed for splitsville. According to Fox News

[The couple has been overheard arguing frequently]… the most heated occurred last week, as they were about to depart for San Diego’s Comic Con sci-fi convention [where Scarlett was to] discuss her new role as Black Widow in “Iron Man 2″ and Ryan [his lead role] in [Warner Brothers] “Green Lantern.” An insider [says] “they got in a huge fight just before they were going to Comic Con. It caused such a rift between them that Ryan refused to attend the conference and he told Scarlett she could go alone. She got so angry she threatened to take off her wedding band.”

The conference continued as normal, with a notably absent Ryan missing from the Warner Brothers panel. The company had planned on debuting major plans for the new superhero movie, and now [the] insider says Ryan has “angered the executives.”

I don’t know what to think here. Are they suggesting that living on different coasts for nine months of the year and pretending to be in love with someone else 17 hours a day for those nine months of year isn’t good for a fledgling marriage? Well, you know what they say — love is patient, love is kind, love does not steal your fucking thunder at a press junket. Amen.

Looking foxy as hell at Comic-Con:

PHOTO SOURCE: Bauer-Griffin, Splash News