finding jackie has a facebook page? yeah, we do. and, yes, i use “we” in the royal sense. jackie would approve. so you should maybe like that. please? come, journey with me into an exciting world of celebrity, biography, adventure, and incredibly sexist advertisements.
xoxo,
o.
Author Archives: oline
justin timberlake, homeless people, videos, white privilege
life writing
“but now everyone’s got a camera… so you can’t live a normal life anymore”: celebrity, cameras, hot harry, li.lo, and james bond
hey, ya’ll, let’s chat about NAKED PICTURES. by which i mean naked pictures specifically of hot harry.
random thoughts upon reading the “vanity fair” scientology article, seeing “the master” and rewatching tom cruise’s 2005 oprah appearance, wherein he jumped the couch
re: the master. i liked it. except for p.s.hoff singing at the end, which was hands down the most difficult moment of a difficult film. the key change = DEEPLY uncomfortable, ohmygod. Continue reading
an open letter to lindsay lohan re: her continuing vehicular + cinematic terrorization of the public at-large, and/or the release of the promotional poster for the approaching trainwreck that is the lifetime movie “liz & dick”
dear lindsay lohan,
(damn you look like joan collins!)
you hit a dude with your car.
and then you walked away.
and then you were arrested. Continue reading
half-baked musings and opinions on “the celebrity lifestyle guidebook” + an obnoxious article promoting a jackie/marilyn book i’ve not yet read
[if you clicked and you’re already stricken with ennui, all i ask is that you read THIS.]
entirely too few words in praise of the long-suffering debo, who has been hearing about this project since the beginning of time
so i’ve been a little silent here because i’ve slaving away elsewhere, readying the sex toboggans- which are (is?), in fact, now titled “DESPERATE WOMEN GAMBLE ALL!” (catchy, non?)- for a future thing.
“bachelor’s life size ‘instant’ inflatable playgirl”: a random sampling of advertising in “women’s” magazines with jackie o covers, 1969-1974
as it winds down, some thoughts on THE SUMMER OF EXPLOSIVE DRAMA-BOMBSHELLS and gossip fatigue
oh, ya”ll.
but then maybe you don’t even care about gossip (in which case, why are you here?) so you’ve no idea the number of explosive bombshells we’ve been dealt these past few months. i will recap. Continue reading









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