Like many of us, Ellen Pompeo was not into the Emmys. She took particular offense to the stinkbomb of an awards show because it reflected the casual whitewashing of Hollywood, and told USA Today one day after the telecast:

Kanye West's latest pipe dream is to reveal North's first baby photos in American Vogue. While 'Ye certainly has a better ratio of pipe dreams-turned-reality than the average person, it doesn't sound like it's gonna happen because Nuclear Wintour don't roll that way.

While the last bastion between us and Justin Bieber's ass has been little more than thin cotton boxers for awhile now, it's all over. I have seen Culo del Beebo, and so will you. These photos were taken at Thanksgiving at his grandma's house in Toronto, where he serenaded her, naked, with an acoustic guitar. Because…

You know, there were plenty of super-important celebrity news stories we could kick this morning off with (K-Fed got married! and Angelina Jolie's kids are unimpressed by their mom's cinematic villainy!), and while I'm quite sure we're all familiar with the vicissitudes of morning talk show fate that paired…

"As she sits drinking lavender lemonade,*" Taylor Swift tells Vanity Fair that everyone—including, and especially, other ladies in Hollywood—needs to shut the fuck up about how many penises are/may be in orbit around her:

Long-suffering country music singer Mindy McCready was found dead via a gunshot wound to the head yesterday afternoon on her porch—the same location that David Wilson, McCready's self-declared "soulmate," took his own life almost exactly a month ago—in Cleburn County, Arkansas. She was 37. McCready's problems arguably…

OK! Magazine, which obviously rivals the Washington Post and the New Yorker in terms of quality, accuracy and general class JUST KIDDING it's basically toilet paper, reports that Brangelina are getting matching tattoos when they get married. However!

Oh, these kooks! I missed them so much! Having Britney/K-Fed drama back in my news feed isn't quite as magical as Britney/Justin/double-denim formal-wear drama, but it's still like a warm, cozy tongue kiss from the Holy Spirit or whatever. Eeeeeeeeeeeeee! And this shit is particularly good. K-Fed's brother Christopher…

In the immortal words of the classic holiday song: Oh, the weather outside is frightful, but Jessica Simpson is pregnant. It's been seven months and at least 109 headlines since the birth of Maxwell Drew and Simpson's subsequent public struggle to drop the baby weight/become a momshell/shed her human form/whatever…

After being roundly chastised for having—I mean, I guess, kind of—an opinion of sorts on the Israel-Palestine conflict and Tweeting about it, Kim Kardashian is going to make it up to the people of the Middle East by visiting Kuwait and Bahrain, and she's "determined" to learn about the conflict. She is also planning…

When Tiger and Elin broke up, both wanted the dogs. For stars and regular Joes alike, pet custody-battles have gotten contentious and totally ridiculous. Indeed, "animal law" is a booming new field, with pet custody cases up 23%.

Since the invention of rap, celebrities have operated under the mistaken assumption that anyone who can speak over a beat can rap. Here, we've compiled 15 of the most mortifying rhymes from stars including Tom Hanks, Miley Cyrus, and Oprah.

In this week's compilation of pop culture crap, the snow affects couch potatoes, Bobby Brown returns to reality television, and polygamist moms exhibit their weird senses of humor.