The only thing anybody thinks about when they see Liz Hurley is tits, so it seems a logical choice to cast her in the fight against breast cancer. Now we just have to convince her Susan G. Komen wants her to pull down her dress and jump up and down on a trampoline for the cure.
At Bloomingdale’s to promote Breast Cancer Awareness in NYC yesterday:
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Liz Hurley totally ate it as she walked down the stairs at the Ampney Crucis Village Fete in Gloucestershire, England this weekend, and plenty of photographers were on hand to document it for the mean-spirited and petty (i.e. yours truly). Now, you may ask yourself, how is this “celebrity news,” exactly? And then you may ask yourself, “Well, how did I get here?” “What is that beautiful house?” and “Where is that large automobile?” If that’s the case, you’re trapped in a Talking Heads song and probably high on LSD. Godspeed.
With Aussie cricket star Shane Warne:
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Elizabeth Hurley has been cast as Wonder Woman nemesis Veronica Cale in NBC’s upcoming reboot. Says TV Line,
Hurley tweeted this morning [March 3rd] that she “will be playing the evil villain” in the David E. Kelley-scripted pilot.
A source close to the project, however, says there are still some outstanding visa issues that have to get sorted out before Hurley’s deal becomes official. Assuming everything works out, the British actress/model will be playing Veronica Cale, an evil scientist and businesswoman with a secret, nefarious plan. Although the role is technically being billed as a one-time guest stint, there’s every reason to believe it’ll evolve into a recurring gig should the show get picked up.
I’m rooting for the villain here. I hope Veronica licks Wonder Woman. No really, I hope she literally licks Wonder Woman. Then I wouldn’t have to rely on my fan art of the two of them tangled up together in the Lasso of Truth to fuel some nerdy fantasies.
Actress and model Elizabeth Hurley’s three-year marriage to textile heir billionaire Arun Nayar has come to an untimely demise amid reports that she’s diddling a famous cricketer, or “cricket player” to the layperson. As mutually exclusive as the words “playing cricket” and “lay” might seem. Radar Online says:
Hurley 45, Tweeted Sunday: “Not a great day. For the record, my husband Arun and I separated a few months ago. Our close family & friends were aware of this.”
Hurley’s Tweet comes on the heels of Britain’s News Of The World story alleging the actress is having an affair with cricketer Shane Warne. The newspaper has pictures and even explosive video of the two kissing, and says that they spent the night together Wednesday at London’s Bentley Hotel.
I’m sure Arun will be crying into his fleet of yachts and summer homes every night, with naught but liquid capital and long-term assets and a consortium of drug dealers and underage models to comfort him. Elizabeth Hurley is a fucking idiot.
Elizabeth Hurley’s rack — a retrospective:
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We might have licked them at the Battle of Saratoga and basic oral hygiene, but this is what 45 looks like in Great Britain. As opposed to here in the States, where 45 comes standard with insulin-regulating medication and artificial hips. There’s not even a motorized cart or oxygen tank anywhere in the picture!
Elizabeth Hurley with husband Arun Nayar at the Savoy Theatre in London yesterday:
PHOTO SOURCE: Bauer-Griffin Online
Desiccated praying mantis Madonna has a new victim to devour boyfriend, who is 19 years her junior. I suppose she sticks with the younger ones, because if she dated anyone who matched her physically, it would have to be the Crypt-Keeper. CelebrityFix says,
The Material Girl is said to be dating choreographer Brahim Rachiki following her split from barely legal Brazilian model Jesus Luz earlier this year.
Madge was spotted “making out” with Rachiki, who choreographed her 2008-2009 Sticky & Sweet tour, at SL club in New York, on Thursday night.
“They came in together and were holding hands in a private area,” an onlooker told The New York Post. “Madonna got up and was dancing for an hour straight before going back to her man. They immediately started making out in front of other guests.”
The one thing worse than making out with Madonna? Making out with Madonna after she’s danced an hour. I bet she smells like old people funk poured over burning rubber.
Elizabeth Hurley, because 9 out of 10 times I’d rather post pictures of pretty people:
43-year-old Elizabeth Hurley worked some seriously masochistic-looking cleavage at an event at the Tower of London yesterday. You can almost see the carotid artery in her neck bulging from the all pressure. I’ll give her props, though — it’s a damn impressive bust line. I think the only time my tits ever even came close to looking like that, there was a straight-jacket involved. And also a couple of orderlies and a syringe full of Chlorpromazine and a cop with a taser and a K-9 unit. But I doubt that’s the secret behind Elizabeth Hurley’s cleavage. She probably just has a red carpet stylist or something.
Certified MILF Elizabeth Hurley reprised her role as spokesmodel for cosmetic giant Estee Lauder yesterday at the Pink Ribbon Signing in London. You know, it takes genuine talent to make breast cancer awareness look that sexy. Ad execs should consider implementing Liz in commercials for hemorrhoid creams or nail fungus treatments or something. I know I’d be all about some Tuck’s Medicated Wipes if hers was the face staring up at me off the box. Granted, I’d probably be all over the wipes anyway because of the constant burning and itching associated with my anal fissures, but it would still be better with her face on the box. That’s all I’m saying.
More pics of Liz at the signing after the jump.
Girls give a lot of money to plastic surgeons to try to look like Elizabeth Hurley and guys give a lot of money to date superficial girls that look like her. That’s the cycle of life.
More pics after the jump.
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