Billy has got some filth for you:
Could it be that a certain unstable actress of the 70s (with a notable resurgence in the 80s and 90s) is contemplating her umpteenth comeback? That’s the buzz from sources close to the displaced gal, who vacillates between “They want me” and “They want me not” when it comes to prospective acting roles. After avenging a deadly love on a bridge over a river in the rain, she probably wonders what’s left to tackle. It certainly won’t be a reality show – even though she was kinda part of a recent one. Instead, she’s interested in another one-hour drama. They keep her stable. Half-hour sitcoms depress her – and probably make her tune into the radio.
Plus a few tasty treats from Page Six.
Which high-profile young socialite laughed when her gal pal showed her the memento she swiped at the opening of interior designer Richard Mishaan’s Holiday Collection at his shop Homer, right under the noses of Town & Country’s editor-in-chief Pamela Fiori and Nina Griscom? . . .
Which hip-hop mogul has a group of women he calls “The Chickenheads” who are employed solely to provide oral sex whenever he wants? No wonder his “girlfriend” left town . . .
Which squeaky-clean young singer/actress was overheard snorting cocaine in the ladies’ room at a recent concert at Bowery Ballroom? . . .