If you are a faithful reader of this column then you know at least two important things about yours truly: I love gossip and I love celebrities. Logic follows then that I love celebrity gossip. In the past I have devoted this meager space to some of the biggest bangs of the celebrity gossip cyberworld, most at least tangentially related to the Gawker Media empire. But let me tell you, while Gawker may have built its corner of snark with an exceptional dose of professional savvy, Gawker does not have the market cornered in this department.
And so I bring you A Socialite’s Life, one of millions, but a totally worthy gossip blog with just as much dirt and irreverence as the big guys. Better yet? The gossip and celebrity skeeve factor is completely undiluted by the “real” news that sometimes makes its way through the Gawker gates. There’s no veneer of legitimacy, but like the best of celebrity blogs, that doesn’t mean there’s a dearth of intelligence. While the headlines may not be top tier, going more for “straight to the point” as opposed to “straight to the joke,” the posts are unfailingly clever, and the writing undeniably snappy.
Take, for example, this recent post about Teri Garr’s aneurysm operation: “I know a lot of you younger types are like ‘who’s this bitch?’ And I say three words: Mr. Mom, yo. She was in a bunch of other stuff. But I will always fondly recall her as the new advertising exec for Schooner Tuna because they played that movie over and over on HBO when I was like 6 and my parents were out working and ensuring my homosexuality by making me a latch-key kid. *sob*.”
In fact, a little secret: I like the writing on this blog so much that oftentimes when writer’s block—or something like it—is plaguing me, I read through it for inspiration. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t, but it’s always a good time.