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I did not know that Mischa Barton started a blog last month.  I must read every last word of the wisdom that only Mischa possesses and I cannot be bothered with outside annoyances such as hungry children or a need to shower.

Ok…I’m back and I read it all.  She actually posts things like “Here I am in this dress.  Don’t I look terrific?” and “Here’s my handbag line…isn’t it amazing?”  A brief summary of life according to Mischa:  I’m an international superstar and a fashion icon.  I grew up in New York yet talk like a valley girl and lapse into a British accent when I speak about being born in London.  I love accessories and won’t hesitate to wear $1200 boots while walking around impoverished villages in the name of the Save the Children charity.  I am single and confirm this fact my multiple references to “my boyfriend (pictured above) at the time.”

She posted a video (why, oh why can’t I find Mischa blog videos on YouTube?) where she explains that she started a blog so that she could set the record straight on her favorite topic:  herself.  Because the media lies.  She isn’t a cellulite-laden, unemployed, has-been.  She’s vital and relevant.  And English!

And a jet-setter! 

After spending some time in Dubai, I headed over to Paris for a short period of time with my mom, and then jetted off to London with my sister.  I absolutely love being in Europe — everything about it just makes me feel so at home.  Tomorrow I’m leaving London for India where I will begin filming Bhopal: A Prayer for Rain.  I’ll keep all of you posted with videos and photos from the set! 

About being in Dubai a couple weeks ago:

Here are some photos from the Grand Opening celebration of the Palms Atlantis Resort in Dubai.  It was so much fun because I got to sit with some friends of mine including Mary-Kate Olsen, Lindsay Lohan, Samantha Ronson, and the designer, Matthew Williamson who you might remember from a previous post of me wearing one of his dresses!  Some of the photos aren’t that clear, but I hope you enjoy them anyway! 

You know what isn’t that clear to me?  How Mischa is famous.

Because I know you’ll want to update your playlists, here is a list of Mischa’s Top Ten Favorite Bands.  And I learned something today, because I didn’t know there was any such thing as new Def Leppard. 

Def Leppard (their old stuff)
America

The Band
Fleetwood Mac
The Traveling Wilburys
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Modest Mouse
The Raconteurs
The Redwalls
Oasis

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  • “I absolutely love being in Europe — everything about it just makes me feel so at home. ”

    everything? really? somehow i can imagine that she wouldn’t feel so at home at some poor villages in romania which lack electricity and running water (not to pick on romania, it’s just an example). what a silly lady

  • she can’t like modest mouse, that’s just not possible. i think she threw it in the list to get some “indie cred.”

  • Hmmm. A girl that I know (as in, I know who she is) just got back from Dubai recently, too.
    She’s a “high dollar hooker”.
    And travels a lot.
    And is about as “attractive” as Mischa.

  • You know I can’t hate on her when she’s at-one-with-the-dolphins. Kinda. Counter. Productive. There. Why is she famous? Any publicity is good publicity. Oh, don’t give it away that easy, Wendie. Not unless she’s pictured jacking Dubai’s black gold to recreate her raccoon-eye.

    I didn’t know KK had a blog. Probably, mostly, ghost written by her left ass cheek.

  • Wendie is a terrible writer, i used to enjoy reading beets blog, but i may as well be reading Perez’s blog when Wendie starts spouting her shit. Sounds like a whole load of jealousy and sour grapes to me..

  • Who the hell is she?? What is she in, I am heading straight to WIKIPEDIA right now, I can’t take it anymore…I must know. Is she famous for a sex tape (eewwww)???

  • That is one of the most pathetic blogs I’ve ever seen…attention whore. People say I look like her, and I used to like it, but now I’m flat out embarrassed.