Today in gossip: Don't get caught sexting at Hearst or they'll let you go, Anna Kendrick is single now, and Taylor Swift did not sleep with Ed Sheeran.
A high-ranking executive at Hearst, president of Hearst Entertainment and Syndication Scott Sassa, has been relieved of duty after he got involved in some sort of sexting thing with a stripper. Yeah, apparently you can lose your job for sexting? It seems that Sassa got involved with this stripper, sending her dirty messages and whatnot, and then she used those to try to blackmail him. When Sassa didn't pay up, the stripper's boyfriend sent the messages to the top brass at Hearst and Sassa was given a severance package and told to scram. Which seems unfair, doesn't it? What does some guy sexting a stripper have to do with his job? It's not like he works at the Heritage Foundation. We're talking about a media company! Who cares if someone's sending dirty text messages to a stripper? Is he still doing his job? Then don't fire him. I mean, I suppose there's PR embarrassment or whatever to consider, but I don't really think that anyone would have cared that much if the stripper had gone to some media outlet and said, "Here are some illicit text messages from a guy who works at Hearst." It's all a little silly. Silliest of all is the Page Six source who says, "William Randolph Hearst must be rolling over in his grave." Haha. Yes, because he was such a good, upstanding dude. History, huh? [Page Six]
I didn't know that actress Anna Kendrick and director Edgar Wright (Shaun of the Dead) were dating, but apparently they were and have split up. After four years! Am I the only one who didn't know this? Oh well. The point is, they're over and Anna Kendrick is sending jokey tweets about dating and stuff, so everyone appears to be fine. I just wish she would tell us next time. [Us Weekly]
Bill and Hillary Clinton are still flitting about Manhattan, making the scene. On Tuesday night they were spotted at a performance of Holland Taylor's new one-woman Broadway show Ann, about the life of former Texas governor Ann Richards. Apparently Bill is featured as something of a virtual character at one point. Which was probably fun for him. Also in the audience that night were Gabby Giffords and her astronaut husband, as well as Meryl Streep. Streep went backstage after the show and gushed to Taylor about the play, saying "Will you write something for me?" Taylor of course said yes and began writing her into an episode of Two and a Half Men. Clinton was also backstage, I guess, and he told her that everything in the play was on the up-and-up. So, a big night for Holland Taylor. Good for her. She's come a long way since she was the crusty dean at California University on Saved by the Bell: The College Years. A long, long way. [Page Six]
British singer and possible leprechaun Ed Sheeran says he and Taylor Swift are NOT doin' it or did not do it or are not going to do it, despite rumors to the contrary. See, he was recently spotted leaving Swift's hotel room in the wee hours, but it's not what you think. I mean, I don't know about you, but I'm thinking they were drinking hot chocolate and Swift was reading aloud from a book about puffy cotton candy clouds and eventually they ate Pixie Sticks and giggled. But Sheeran says that's not so, in fact "we passed the guitar back and forth and played songs to each other." Ah. OK. I see. I just thought that... Never mind. Oh well. It doesn't mean they've never held mugs of Ovaltine with both hands and talked about rabbits, but they just weren't doing it that night. Good for them, I guess. Playing their music. Boring. [Huffington Post]
Here is a photo of actress Jennie Garth (Lies of the Heart: The Story of Laurie Kellogg) putting in her own hair extensions with pliers. She has help, she's at a salon of some kind, but she is putting in a few of her own in one of the photos. Which is fine. She's a hands-on, DYI kind of a gal. It's just interesting I guess. I dunno. Slow gossip day. Jennie Garth. Why not? [Us Weekly]
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