Royals Go Public.

The Prince of Hotness (I think in some circles he is known as Prince Harry?) was out with his cousin, Princess Eugenie at Public nightclub in London.

Do you think the nightclub choice was supposed to be ironic? Like, "Oi, I think we'll be commoners today". Yep, it probably went something exactly like that.

Love her dress. Wish I was royal, but what else is new?
-CE
Photo courtesy of PCN.

The Healing Powers of Ryan Gosling.

I had a long day today, went shopping with my mother, which consisted of me sitting in Ann Taylor Loft for an hour and a half debating between different color capri pants.

I needed Ryan, and he was there for me.

One little smile, and all was better in the world. I look at his fashion sense, and I suddenly understand the importance of choosing the right pants.

Le sigh.
-CE
Photos courtesy of Fug.

Bieber Besos Continue.

Your prom king and queen continue to smooch it up in Hawaii...and is it getting less gross? I think it is. They're at the Leann Rimes and Eddie Cibrian level of PDA gross-ossity now. That guy in the Adidas shirt seems kind of disturbed. Probably a bodyguard or something though.

Damn I hate her. I love her top with that leopard print bag, and she has Justin Bieber just like, grabbing her and kissing her- you can see her hand is up and she's like, "Why Justin?" and he's all like, "Just because baby. Just because."

Then they belted out into a teenage angsty pop ballad love duet, and no one even thought it was weird or anything.  
-CE

First Bolts Entry into Hockey Boyfriend's Club.

During tonight's game 7 Stanley Cup playoff game between the Boston Bruins and Tampa Bay Lightning, Steven Stamkos, the hottie with a naughty body above, was the talk of the commentators table for being fierce after being just totally nailed in the face with a puck. I mean, it looked horribly, horribly painful.

Just look- spoiler alert, there is a little bit of blood in the pic. You know, with the battle wound and all.

He was only gone for under five minutes and still ended up playing over 18 minutes in the game, basically his average for the other games in this series.

You've gotta love conviction in a man. And the wound doesn't hurt either- I swear, something about a dude with a battle scar. At one point, he was pulling a Channing Tatum in She's the Man and basically had what looked like a certain feminine hygiene product stuck up his nose while another line was on the ice. All I have to say? Pulling. It. Off.

They may have lost the game, but he won my heart. Le sigh.
-CE
Photos courtesy of ESPN & Getty.

Your Pop Prom King and Queen.

Icky.

I don't know, call me old fashioned, but Justin Bieber is 17. Selena Gomez is 18, yes, but...

When did young Hollywood get old enough for PDA? And this is pretty in your face sexy time for two people who are technically teenagers.

My mom would have killed me. Also she would have never let me go on an island vacation with my pop singer beau.

So will it last? Do the two most popular kids in school ever find true love?
-CE
Photo courtesy of JJ.

The Kurse of the K's Kontinues.

Sorry, had to get it out of my system.

HA totally lying, I'm going to be using that K thing until-and if, and that is a BIG if- the wedding happens.

Who do you think is going to get the wedding/engagement photos? I'm thinking highest bidder, which People is too classy to stoop to- and plus these two aren't "People" cover material for them to shell out enough dough.

So I'm thinking Life and Style, just throwing it out there. We should be seeing some sort of engagement pictures in a few weeks, maybe a month. That's why we haven't heard too many details- they're saving it for the "exclusive".

Theo and I were chatting about this blessed event, and we came to this horrifying question: what K names are even left? Here's what we have, feel free to contribute your own, we want to be prepared:

Kristopher Jr., Kameron, Kelli, Kristina, Kurt, Kumar, Kyle...and those are just the normal-ish names. There's still names like Klutch and Kharma to consider too.

Ugh Lord help us.

UPDATE:

Dammit, I was totally wrong. People has the deets, but as I did foretell, they are juicy. Including pictures while the actual proposal was happening. Like that wasn't planned for the tabloids. Anyways, read all about it here.

And don't you dare buy that bullshit that she was so "surprised". My ass she was surprised. She probably had their ridiculously expensive curtains already picked out.
-CE
Photo courtesy of Zimbio

Blogs Who Smoke Crack.

Zimbio had this story, ok totally fine...I mean, not sure any celebs out there are deliberately trying to hide their hotness, but whatever. Here's my half empty with this though:

Mischa Barton? REALLY. John Mayer? REALLY. Brad Pitt? Jimmy Hoffa couldn't hide that hotness.

Mischa Barton is mentally unstable, possiprobably on drugs, and John Mayer is an ass who thinks that his facial hair/pasty combination makes him hotter, if anything.

Fail Zimbio. 
-CE