Heidi Montag needs to clarify a few things so you all understand the complexity of her situation with estranged husband Spencer Pratt:
Let me be clear OMG! Spencer used my name to get a check on his book "how to be famous" I had nothing to do with it! He is the fame whore!
about 17 hours ago via mobile web
OMG! Totes. XOXO. WTF BBQ.
Sorry, my brain liquified for a moment there.
Like most women whose self-respect outweighs her cup size, I have a lot of problems with Spencer Pratt. And I believe that if she isn't there already, Heidi will someday come to see him as the first mistake she made in a string of colossal and irreversible errors of judgment.
But come the eff on.
Heidi and Spencer are like yin and yang. Barbie and Ken. Two sides to the same whore coin. They were both willing and very joint participants in the commodification of their fame. So willing, in fact, that on several occasions they came right out and asked Fame to give them a rusty trombone. And Fame gave them exactly what they wanted (though arguably not what they deserved).
Story courtesy of Deceiver.com
Thursday, June 24, 2010
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