Anne Hathaway

I’ve always liked Anne Hathaway because she seems sweet and relatively normal. But now I like her even more because it looks like she’s got a freaky streak. Here’s Anne and her boyfriend vacationing in Italy and do they ever look snuggly. No, I don’t think she’s blowing her boyfriend (hello…clothes still on), but check out all those naughty poses. She may play the good girl in her movies, but Anne definitely has a swinging from the ceiling side and that’s totally hot.

Looks like down to earth actress Anne Hathaway has expensive tatses. But her boyfriend Raffaelo Follieri may be in trouble for the way he has managed to keep her in designer clothes and pretty things that sparkle.

From TMZ:

Raffish real-estate developer (and ultimate Zach Braff look-alike) Raffaelo Follieri is being sued by supermarket billionaire and friend-of-everyone Ron Burkle, for allegedly taking $55 million of Burkle’s company’s money and lavishing it on, as court papers put it, “an unnamed actress girlfriend,” who TMZ has confirmed is none other than “Devil Wears Prada” star Anne Hathaway.

For Hathaway, the bad news about Raffaelo doesn’t end there. TMZ has also learned that while Anne has been shooting “Get Smart” in L.A., Follieri has been spotted in NYC with an unnamed model for Roberto Cavalli, and that Follieri and his not-Anne were recently seen slithering out the back of exclusive celebriteria Waverly Inn.

I just want to know if I read that quote correctly. Did this guy spend $55 million on Anne? Exactly how many sexual positions does this chick know?

Good girl Anne Hathaway is a mystery to me. She seems so pure and unsullied that sometimes I wonder how she even found her way into Hollywoodland. But maybe Anne is trying to change that image. First she flashed her ta-tas in Brokeback Mountain and now she tells The Sun that she had to encourage co-star Jake Gyllenhaall to feel her up.

“There was this scene in Brokeback Mountain where I get my kit off and I’m in the car with Jake Gyllenhaal and he’s touched my shoulder and he’s touched my stomach and he’s touched around my back. Everywhere except for, you know, “the girls”.

I just turned to him and said: “It’s okay Jake, yes, you can touch my boobs.”

What can I say, I like the girl. Not that I want to molest her, but she’s just so darn sweet that I think I got a cavity from looking at her picture. I will be very disappointed if it turns out that she’s a closet nutcase who keeps a collection of headless Barbie dolls in a shrine beside her bed. I’d sulk the entire time I was writing exaggerated stories about it.

Now for the fun part, who should have skipped the red carpet. I don’t mind being bitchy about this because these women have buckets of cash and professional people to style, primp and pamper them before the show. It’s not my fault if they hired a fashion school drop-out or if they forgot to look in a mirror before popping open the champagne in their limo.

So here are my picks for the big fashion losers:

Jennifer Hudson may have won the Oscar, but that is no excuse for the Judy Jetson gold python jacket she was sporting on the red carpet. At least she had the sense to take it off later so she won’t have to look back on her big moment in that bolero…yuck!

Anne Hathaway in Valentino. What is with the ink spot on the front? Not only was it unflattering to her figure, it looked like a giant butterfly crashed into the front of her gown.

Jessica Biel wore an pink Oscar de la Renta halter that looked hot, but she gets marked down for her hair, too bumpy, and for her obiovus lack of a bra. It would look hot on her if it hadn’t been so cold in LA last night.

Gwyneth Paltrow. I may be the lone nay-sayer on this one, but I didn’t like the meshy, peach Spiderman dress. The criss-crossing lines were distracting and made me a little dizzy. Plus her lipstick is way too red for the gown. She needs to go kiss a few guys to tone down the bright red color.

Cameron Diaz showed up sporting an angular white off the shoulder something that looked like it came right out of a paper factory. It was one of my least favorite looks of the night. Right up there with a bald Jack Nicholson sitting the front row. Check the tape…he’s as bald as Britney.

So, that’s my take on Oscar fashion. Of course I spent the night in yoga pants and a tank top eating ice cream while watching E!. So what do I know?