Bill Maher on Angelina Jolie adopting children from Cambodia and Ethiopia.
TALES of coked-up cutie Kate Moss' sexploits keep on coming. The superwaif's former agent, Gavin Maselle, is regaling readers in England with tales of her alleged excesses while he repped her at the height of her career. Maselle tells the British papers that Moss stashed cocaine, Ecstasy and Rohypnol in a $100,000 Faberge egg and engaged in drug-fueled lesbian sex romps with other supermodels. He also claims she blew lines with Naomi Campbell while paying a visit to Nelson Mandela in South Africa in 1998. And Maselle says he and Moss once did coke with an A-list Hollywood heartthrob and his wife. The studly star then hit on Maselle in the men's room.
JESSICA Simpson does not like competition. The blond bombshell was annoyed last year when her stylist Rachel Zoe - who made her one of the most stylish women in Hollywood - started "paying attention to her other client, Lindsay Lohan, a bit too much," tattled our spy. "Jessica got very annoyed, but Rachel did have other people to attend to." Simpson fired Zoe and hired Jessica Pastor, who "never leaves her side." Meanwhile, Zoe has the same issue - sources said the stylist recently fired her agent because "the agent had other clients."
March 12, 2006 -- SEAN "Diddy" Combs doles out a slew of style tips in the new Details magazine. Among the highlights: "You've got to get your smell right. Walk into an elevator with a beautiful woman in it. If you've got your scent going in the right direction, she's gonna be thinking about you when you leave. That's the way to seal a woman." Diddy also reveals, "I don't have a lot of body hair. If I did, I'd get rid of it. For a woman, a wax is absolutely necessary. It makes everything smoother and more attainable. It makes room for all the advances I make when I'm going to please a woman ... I'm not just saying this because I'm a black man - I love all my brothers and sisters of other colors - but we are the most flavorful race." And then there's this embarrassing admission: "I have a 'man bag.' I'm not gonna lie. Just make sure that if you carry one, it's very, very big, so it doesn't get mistaken for a pocketbook." Word, son.
WELCOME to Manhattan's nightlife jungle, Axl Rose. The fascinatingly mercurial Guns 'N Roses frontman fled club Stereo late Thursday night after a drunken fan inadvertently spat in his eye. Axl, sporting braids in a ponytail and looking puffy in a white sweater, was tolerating the sloppy dude's boozy line of questioning until some spittle landed on his contacts. "Axl started yelling, 'My [bleep]ing eyes! My contacts," reports our spywitness. "He became irate. He ran out of the club with one eye closed and knocked over Stephon Marbury on his way out the door. He left his whole entourage behind." The eye-closing experience was the final stop of the night for the easily enraged Rose.