Blonde, curvaceous girls have enough trouble getting the world to take them seriously. Carrie Prejean’s new book and incoherent press tour to promote the same is doing nothing to help their cause. The former beauty pageant contestant, infamous for her dithering endorsement of “opposite marriage,” took her contested pair of mammaries on the talk show circuit to discuss her memoir, Still Standing: The Untold Story of My Fight Against Gossip, Hate, and Political Attacks, and dodge questions about a newly surfaced sex tape (which, she claims breathlessly, is not really a sex tape, but a private token of love and naked affection.)
That Carrie Prejean is even a public figure has been laughable from the start: fame-whore blogger asks beauty queen incendiary sociopolitical question; beauty queen stammers out a vague position not to the fame whore’s liking; conservatives and liberals rally behind the beauty queen and the fame whore, respectively; salacious photos surface, prompting pageant officials to fire beauty queen and sue her for the cost of her boob job; beauty queen sues the organization right back for “libeling” her due to her “religious beliefs.” Then … beauty queen writes memoir to “Give Americans, just, hope” in the survival of free speech against the biased media? Sounds to me like the beauty queen and the fame-whore have more in common than they realize.
After the jump, Prejean's false claims of victimhood and media bias.
American Idol lassoed the Green excitement by introducing a hybrid for its eighth season, which debuted last night on Fox. Kara DioGuardi, a Grammy-nominated songwriter, joined Paula, Randy and Simon the Terrible as the highly anticipated fourth judge. Along with her rather pretty face, DioGuardi’s judging brought some much-needed balance to the Coca-Cola-sponsored table.
DioGuardi’s critiques were straightforward and realistic, minus eviscerating smirk or vacuous babble. She seemed genuinely pleased to meet Leah Marie, a 16-year-old songwriter self-described as “a cross between Hilary Duff and Madonna,” who presented the new judge with a binder of original songs before caterwauling a rendition of Cascada’s “Everytime We Touch.”
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