When Samantha Ronson isn’t busy setting her celebrity mess friends up for paparazzi photo ops and counting her money, she finds time to tell Candy Spelling to shut her cakehole on MySpace. You see, Candy wrote yet another open letter to TMZ – this time criticizing Britney Spears. Samantha saw fit to criticize Donna Martin’s Moms methods.
i don’t understand the idea of writing an open letter to someone via a gossip website…. it was weird when she knew the person- though- i’m not sure if it’s stranger to write an open letter to someone you know- or someone you don’t know- either way it’s insane! that would be like sending your father a father’s day card through your local newspaper… i don’t get it…. although it is nice to see old people using modern technology- on second thought she probably has some underpaid and overworked young girl taking dictation.
does she honestly think anyone cares what she has to say? wait… do u think people care what she has to say? maybe there is a market for her…. hmmm, maybe somewhere in texas, perhaps? i mean shouldn’t she focus on her own children???? doesn’t seem to me like she is all set on the home front…. but there is not one part of me that feels the need to send her an open letter- if i was gonna send an open letter to anyone it would be to joni mitchell and would start a little like this….
dear joni mitchell,
i wouldn’t send an open or closed letter though- i think i would just put on one of her cds and enjoy…. hmmm, that’s a thought…. have a good one everyone!!! xoxo
I don’t have a problem with Samantha Ronson. Awhile back, she blogged about how much of an asshole Jamie Foxx is (which is obvious) and I think if you have to be friends with someone as irritating as Lindsay Lohan, you may as well make some money doing it. Candy Spelling on the other hand seems like one of those old ladies who wouldn’t say boo until her husband died and now suddenly she’s all the rage down’ the bingo parlor with her newfound money and devil-may-care attitude. I think she needs to channel this energy into f*cking the gardener.