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BREAKING: Hoda Kotb Ditches the ‘Today Show’ for Mom Life, Meditation, and Suburban Strolls with the PTA Moms

In a move that rocked America’s morning routines and left Al Roker blinking in slow motion, our beloved sunshine-in-human-form Hoda Kotb has officially peaced out from the Today Show. Yes, guys, Hoda has hung up her coffee mug and swapped live TV chaos for chaotic school drop-offs, emotional breakthroughs, and meditation at 4:30 a.m. (which, to her, is sleeping in — relatable queen of the unhinged schedule!).

So, why did Hoda really wave goodbye to Rockefeller Plaza? Was it Matt Lauer’s ghost? Did Savannah steal her lunch again? Was she just finally tired of wearing pants before sunrise? Nope — it was heartbreakingly wholesome: she wanted more time with her kids and her sanity.

The Farewell Parade of Legends and Tear-Stained Mascara 💔✨
When Hoda made her dramatic exit in January, it wasn’t just any ol’ goodbye. It was like the Met Gala met Oprah’s Favorite Things. Maria Shriver popped up. Simone Biles did a triple flip. Andy Cohen brought the Bravo energy. Jimmy Fallon probably cried in falsetto. And yes, Kathie Lee Gifford appeared like a vintage Chardonnay-aged fairy godmother.

But what does Hoda remember most? Her own soul cracking like a gluten-free cookie under pressure. “When you say goodbye to something you love, even though it’s right, it’s like your heart’s broken and on display,” she said, while we sobbed into our iced oat lattes.

Jenna Bush: Emotionally Unstable and Lovingly Cradled
Apparently, Jenna Bush Hager straight-up short-circuited on camera, bursting into tears and rocking Hoda’s 8-year-old daughter like a grief-stricken lullaby machine. Meanwhile, Hoda’s daughter Haley was like, “I think Auntie Jenna needs a juice box and a nap.” Who’s parenting who here, guys?

Introducing: Joy 101 – Because Hoda’s Still Woke at 4:30 A.M.
Now that she’s not wrestling with NYC traffic before dawn, Hoda is living her best soft life. She’s launched Joy 101, which is basically Goop if Goop had a soul. There’s an app, live events, newsletters — all about finding peace, joy, and not screaming into the void over spilled Paw Patrol cereal. We love that for her.

She’s also realized that life isn’t the big flashy stuff — it’s watching your kid sing “What a Wonderful World” off-key at 9:15 a.m. in pajamas with yogurt in their hair. Honestly? Core memory unlocked.

Hope’s Health: Real Talk, Real Strength 💪🏽
Hoda’s youngest daughter, Hope, is currently navigating type 1 diabetes — and she’s doing it like the tiny, sassy warrior she is. “Four to five shots a day. Every day. For a year,” Hoda shared, adding that even though other kids can chomp on sweets like it’s Willy Wonka’s factory, they’ve had to build a new normal.

But Hope? She’s not just surviving. She’s THRIVING. “Diabetes is part of her, but it’s not all of her,” Hoda said, possibly while standing on a mountaintop with wind in her hair and epic music playing in the background.

Mom Life, But Make It Enlightened™
Hoda realized she couldn’t keep being everything to everyone and be the 24/7 snack distributor, nurse, therapist, and sleepover host that mom life requires. So she quit her job to be the Beyoncé of her own household. Respect.

Also, let’s not ignore her daughters’ reaction to Mom being around all the time now: “We love her! But also… where’s the nanny?” There’s a split verdict on her constant presence, but let’s be honest — we’d all want Hoda Kotb around if we scraped our knee or needed a spontaneous affirmation.

What Does Hoda Do All Day Now?

  • Wakes up at 4:30 a.m. and calls it sleeping in
  • Journals like she’s about to publish a memoir called “The Zen of Me”
  • Walks her kids to school in stylish sneakers
  • Plays tennis like Serena’s chill cousin
  • Casually strums a guitar because, why not?
  • Joins suburban moms on post-dinner walks to discuss granola, gossip, and spiritual awakenings

At night, Hoda transforms into a human cuddle sandwich, with both daughters snuggled into her like sleepy burritos. “I sleep in the middle,” she said, “which is not my favorite sleeping position — but worth it.”

And when her daughters run up to her window mid-pretend workday just to make heart shapes with their hands? That’s her Emmy now.

Moral of the story? Hoda Kotb left one of the most iconic TV gigs on the planet — not for fame, not for clout, but for love, wellness, and walking groups with emotionally secure moms in yoga pants. And we are so here for it. 💖

BREAKING: Hoda Kotb Ditches the ‘Today Show’ for Mom Life, Meditation, and Suburban Strolls with the PTA Moms
BREAKING: Hoda Kotb Ditches the ‘Today Show’ for Mom Life, Meditation, and Suburban Strolls with the PTA Moms
BREAKING: Hoda Kotb Ditches the ‘Today Show’ for Mom Life, Meditation, and Suburban Strolls with the PTA Moms
BREAKING: Hoda Kotb Ditches the ‘Today Show’ for Mom Life, Meditation, and Suburban Strolls with the PTA Moms

🚨Miley Cyrus Just Hijacked the Chateau Marmont Like a Glitter-Covered Fairy Godmother & TikTok Was Her Sparkly Wand 💅

Stop what you’re doing, put down your iced matcha, and take a seat on something velvet — because Miley Cyrus just pulled off the most exclusive surprise since Kris Jenner invented the phrase “you’re doing amazing, sweetie.” 💋

The 32-year-old pop rock priestess of the apocalypse (aka the “End of the World” songstress) teamed up with TikTok — the app that raised Gen Z and broke every millennial’s attention span — for a bougie secret bash at none other than the Chateau Marmont on Tuesday, May 27. Yes, that Chateau Marmont. The one where LA dreams are born, ruined, and then reborn again with better cheek filler.

Why the occasion? Glad you asked, sweetheart. Miley’s got a new album called “Something Beautiful” dropping May 30, and instead of doing a basic press tour like a peasant, she went full pop princess and invited handpicked fans via TikTok comments like a chaotic Disney villainess with a Wi-Fi connection.

> Picture it: You’re innocently lip-syncing to “Easy Lover” in your parents’ kitchen, and suddenly Miley slides into your comment section like “hey bestie, wanna come to my secret party in LA?” And now boom — you’re in a room with Hollywood royalty while eating canapés you can’t pronounce.

Once inside the candlelit, wildly aesthetic chaos of the Marmont, the lucky guests were served vocals hotter than a summer in Calabasas. Miley belted out tracks from the new album before the world even got to hear them — including “End of the World,” “More to Lose,” “Easy Lover,” her iconic anti-ex anthem “Flowers,” and just to emotionally ruin everyone, “The Climb.” Yes. That “The Climb.” Cue the collective sobbing.

Then — because the night wasn’t already giving finale of The Bachelor meets Grammy after-partyone guest literally proposed to their partner after the performance. Like, how are we supposed to top that at our next brunch?

And if you thought this was just a one-night thing? No ma’am. TikTok is launching a glamorous new in-app experience for Something Beautiful on May 30, because clearly this album is here to snatch souls, wigs, and screen time.

TL;DR: Miley Cyrus just reminded everyone she’s the moment, TikTok is her kingdom, and you better be following her or you’ll miss the next glitter-drenched invite to pop music paradise. 💃🌹✨

@hollywoodreporter #mileycyrus surprises fans with a live performance of #moretolose at an album listening party at #chateaumarmont hosted by #tiktok ♬ original sound – The Hollywood Reporter

@somethingbeautifulmiley SHE OFFERED THEM A HOTEL SUITE ON THE SPOT 😭 #MileyCyrus #miley #hannahmontana ♬ Easy Lover – Miley Cyrus

🚨Miley Cyrus Just Hijacked the Chateau Marmont Like a Glitter-Covered Fairy Godmother & TikTok Was Her Sparkly Wand 💅
@seansartaccount SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL INDEED @Miley Cyrus ♬ Easy Lover – Miley Cyrus

BREAKING: Savannah & Chase Chrisley Basically Black Out After Trump Decides to Yeet Their Parents Out of Prison

In a plot twist straight outta a reality TV fever dream, Donald Trump just pardoned Todd and Julie Chrisley, and the Chrisley kids are reacting like they just won the Mega Millions and a private jet full of Chick-fil-A nuggets.

Yes, Todd and Julie, AKA Mr. and Mrs. IRS Nightmare 2022, who were doing hard time for tax evasion and bank fraud, are now allegedly packing their monogrammed bags and heading back to their Southern mansion faster than you can say “bless your heart.”

So how did this royal family of Southern sass get the golden ticket outta the clink? Apparently, Trump called Savannah personally (from wherever he stores his spray tan) and told her he thought the sentencing was a bit “harsh.” Like, sir. H-A-R-S-H? You mean the part where they pretended not to know what taxes are? Sure, okay.

Anyway, Savannah was mid-shopping trip at Sam’s Club, probably loading up on oversized bottles of La Croix and discount mascara, when the former president rang her up like they were besties. Her reaction? ICONIC.

“I have shed so many tears,” she sobbed in an Insta video. “I was WALKING INTO SAM’S CLUB when President Trump called and told me he was signing pardon papers for BOTH my parents. BOTH. I might collapse next to the rotisserie chickens. I’m freaking out.”

Meanwhile, Chase chimed in with a more chill, polished response, because someone’s gotta be the level-headed sibling while Savannah emotionally implodes in aisle 9:

“I’m beyond thankful to finally have my parents back home and my family together again,” he told IconicHipster.com, while probably rehearsing it in a mirror like he’s on The Bachelor.

Now in case you forgot, since their parents were shipped off to orange-jumpsuit-land, Savannah has been holding it DOWN — raising younger brother Grayson and niece Chloe like a full-time glam-mom, all while keeping her contour sharp and her brand sharper.

And just to add an extra layer of “wait, WHAT?” to all this, Lifetime recently announced a brand new Chrisley reality show — starring Savannah, Chase, Grayson, Chloe, and the legend herself Nanny Faye (who we all know is the real star anyway). Originally, the show was supposed to follow the fam without Todd and Julie, but now? It’s giving sequel with a surprise reboot twist.

Imagine the ratings when Todd walks through the door in a “PARDON ME” hoodie.

BREAKING: Hugh Jackman’s Ex-Wife Deborra-Lee Furness Files for Divorce, Already Has Settlement, Takes Her Financial Victory Lap

Well, guys, it’s official. Hugh Jackman and Deborra-Lee Furness are closing the chapter on their 30-year saga, two whole years after their “we’re still friends but not married anymore” announcement in 2023. Talk about a slow burn!

The Wolverine star and his ex-wife, the queen of class herself, finally decided to make it legal and file for divorce on May 23, 2025. But wait, before you grab your popcorn – they already figured out the whole “who gets what” thing! Yep, the settlement has been reached faster than you can say “X-Men reunion,” and it looks like Deborra-Lee is walking away with a nice, handsome spousal support payment.

No word on the exact number (because what happens in the settlement room stays in the settlement room, right?), but sources close to the situation spilled the tea to Daily Mail. According to the insider, “Deborra-Lee is very pleased with the outcome,” which probably involves something a little more sparkly than just cash (we can dream).

Apparently, there were a few rounds of “let’s haggle over who gets the yacht” but, in the end, it was all smooth sailing for Deborra-Lee. She got what she believed she deserved, and now both she and Hugh can be financially secure and drama-free. Who says you can’t have it all?

And don’t worry – the divorce is so uncontested, it’s basically just a formality at this point. They just need to get the official “yep, it’s over” from a judge and move on with their lives.

Speaking of moving on, Hugh’s already living his best life with a new girlfriend, who, plot twist, just happens to be a former co-star. Is there a sequel to this story? Stay tuned…

BREAKING: Hugh Jackman’s Ex-Wife Deborra-Lee Furness Files for Divorce, Already Has Settlement, Takes Her Financial Victory Lap

JoJo Siwa and Chris Hughes Have a Romantic Reunion in London, and It’s Almost Too Cute to Handle

Grab your tissues, guys—JoJo Siwa and Chris Hughes just gave us a rom-com moment that might just be the highlight of 2025.

The 22-year-old Dance Moms star (yes, that JoJo Siwa) and Chris Hughes, the 32-year-old former Love Island heartthrob (remember that guy?) were spotted in London, sharing a cozy embrace at the airport, like the true romantic leads they were born to be. It was a whole moment, people. Think: Paris Hilton meets The Notebook, but with a dash of confetti and a bouquet of flowers. Very on-brand for them.

JoJo and her mom flew into London for some press appearances (because she’s basically the queen of press tours now) and were greeted by Chris, who came bearing flowers. No, not a chocolate bar, but an actual bouquet. A bouquet, people! Are we living in a rom-com, or are we living in a rom-com?

But wait, there’s more! This adorable airport reunion comes only a week after they were spotted heavily indulging in PDA at a luxurious, adults-only resort in Mexico. And no, we’re not talking about a friendly hug or a high-five—this was full-on couple vibes. You know, the kind of PDA that makes you question your own romantic life.

In true JoJo fashion, she was asked about these whispers of romance during a morning show appearance on Monday, and she responded with that trademark sparkle of hers. JoJo laughed off the dating rumors like they were nothing more than a bad reality TV plotline (and trust me, she’s been there). When asked if Chris is her boyfriend, she said, “Pffft, nah,” but then dropped this golden nugget: “He is up there as one of my favorite people in the entire world. He makes me happier than I think I’ve ever been. He makes me feel so full, as me. He’s a really good one that’s been the most incredible addition in my life.”

So, while they might not be boyfriend and girlfriend (yet), they are most certainly in the “let’s make everyone else jealous” phase of their relationship. Honestly, what are we even doing with our lives?

JoJo Siwa and Chris Hughes Have a Romantic Reunion in London, and It’s Almost Too Cute to Handle
JoJo Siwa and Chris Hughes Have a Romantic Reunion in London, and It’s Almost Too Cute to Handle
JoJo Siwa and Chris Hughes Have a Romantic Reunion in London, and It’s Almost Too Cute to Handle

Spencer Pratt Roasts Wig Haters in Hilarious Instagram Clapback Over Heidi Montag’s AMAs Look

Spencer Pratt is not here for the wig drama, and he’s got the perfect (and totally hilarious) response to all the haters coming for his wife Heidi Montag’s ‘do at the 2025 AMAs.

Heidi, the queen of totally unpredictable red carpet moments, showed up with a fresh new look: a short blonde bob that could’ve easily doubled as a wig for a very questionable Barbie doll. But, of course, instead of OMG, she’s a hair icon tweets, people had… thoughts.

So what does Heidi do? She casually strolls up to ET and drops this truth bomb: “We just thought switch it up a little bit and, um, keep it fresh. I’ve never done this, so it’s very exciting and just a moment.” A moment — classic Heidi.

Now, let’s talk Spencer. The man does not let anyone come for his woman’s hair in peace. His response? Absolute gold. Spencer took to Instagram, calling out the wig haters with all the subtlety of a champagne cork popping:

“for the wig haters please pre-order HEIDIWOOD now so that future wigs have more budget ❤️🙏”

Translation: “You want better wigs? Buy her album, guys!” 😂

Oh, and if you’ve been living under a rock, Heidi’s album HEIDIWOOD drops this Friday. Because, of course, every wig needs a soundtrack.

HBO Just Cast Harry, Hermione, and Ron—And It’s Not Who You Expected!

HBO just dropped the hottest casting news of the century: they’ve officially revealed the new trio to play our favorite wizards and witches in the upcoming Harry Potter TV series. Spoiler alert: It’s not your childhood faves—sorry Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson, and Rupert Grint, your reign is over.

First up, the boy who lived, Harry Potter, will now be played by the one and only Dominic McLaughlin. Cue the dramatic music—who’s that, you ask? Well, clearly he’s the perfect fit because he’s probably got magic up his sleeve that none of us have discovered yet.

Next, the brightest witch of her age, Hermione Granger, is being brought to life by Arabella Stanton. Let’s be real, she probably aced the “How to Be a Know-It-All” exam in her sleep.

And last but not least, the red-haired, freckle-faced, and perpetually-slightly-awkward Ron Weasley will be played by drumroll Alastair Stout. Yes, Stout—which I’m guessing is a fitting name for a guy who’s about to carry the emotional weight of being the third wheel to Harry and Hermione. But hey, every trio needs a “Ron,” right?

Showrunner Francesca Gardiner and director Mark Mylod were basically popping bottles when they announced the casting: “After an extraordinary search led by casting directors Lucy Bevan and Emily Brockmann, we are so thrilled to have found our Harry, Hermione, and Ron. These actors are about to make your childhood dreams come true, and we can’t wait for you all to see their wizardry in action.” (Okay, but real talk—tens of thousands of kids auditioned for these roles. Imagine the pressure.)

This series is going to be a super-accurate (we hope!) adaptation of J.K. Rowling’s original Harry Potter books, so we’re talking maximum magic and minimal filler. Each season will bring new spells, dragons, and, of course, awkward teenage moments to HBO Max audiences worldwide. And don’t worry, the classic films aren’t going anywhere, so you can still relive the magic of those awkwardly dated CGI effects whenever you want. (We see you, Goblet of Fire’s CGI dragons.)

And just in case you were wondering, HBO’s new Hogwarts faculty includes some heavy hitters. John Lithgow is stepping in as Albus Dumbledore—because who else could deliver those cryptic speeches like he’s casting a spell on the audience? Janet McTeer is our new Professor McGonagall (don’t mess with her, kids), Paapa Essiedu as Snape (cue the hair flip), and Nick Frost as Hagrid (let’s be real, he’s perfect). Oh, and there’s also Paul Whitehouse as Argus Filch, because nothing says “I’m ready for this role” like being permanently grumpy and suspicious of magic.

Production starts this summer, which means we’ll all be waiting (and probably re-reading the books for the 37th time) until this magical show graces our screens. Get ready, witches and wizards—HBO’s Harry Potter is about to make Hogwarts cooler than ever.

HBO Just Cast Harry, Hermione, and Ron—And It’s Not Who You Expected!

Buzz, Baby! Meghan Markle and Mini Queen Lilibet Harvest Honey Like Bougie Beekeepers in Gucci Suits (Okay, Not Gucci… But Spiritually Gucci)

Meghan Markle just gave us a sticky-sweet glimpse into royal mommy-and-me life—and it involves bees, gloves, and suspiciously aesthetic honey.

Yes, the 43-year-old Duchess of Sassex—I mean Sussex—took to Instagram on May 27 to casually serve beekeeper realness with her 4-year-old daughter Princess Lilibet, a.k.a. the tiniest royal with the biggest vibes.

In the video (set to “Sugar, Sugar” by The Archies because subtlety is for peasants), Meghan and Lili strut toward a beehive dressed like couture astronauts. Think less “Winnie the Pooh” and more “Vogue: Apiculture Edition.”

“Look at all of that fresh honeycomb! Harvesting honey with my little honey. (Like mother, like daughter; she’s even wearing my gloves),”

— Meghan, casually queen-ing while holding literal bee-covered liquid gold.

Yes, Meghan called Lili her “little honey.” Yes, her gloves are now probably sticky forever. And yes, fans are buzzing (pun 1000% intended) because “Sugar, Sugar” might be a nod to Prince Archie. Or maybe she just really likes sugar. Either way, we respect it.

In the clip, Meghan grabs a honeycomb like she’s starring in The Real Housewives of Nature Preserve, while Lili respectfully observes from a distance—because even at 4 years old, she knows better than to mess with bees who didn’t get a royal invite.

Then, in a moment of sheer domestic elegance, Meghan slices the honeycomb and jars it like Martha Stewart meets Bridgerton. We’re honestly shocked the jar didn’t have a minimalist Sussex monogram and a waitlist.

Of course, this isn’t her first bee rodeo. Meghan flexed her beekeeping credentials in her Netflix series With Love, Meghan—because if you’re not filming your personal growth while bees crawl on you, are you even healing?

“It’s like also that little reminder to do something that scares you a little bit,” Meghan said, zen as a crystal in a Goop store.

“I’m trying to stay in the calm of it. Because it’s beautiful to be this connected.”

Translation: Bees are scary, but growth is glam.

Meghan + Lilibet + bees = the ultimate combo of luxury, nature, and honey-sweet content. Literally.

Catch us outside harvesting honey in matching Dior beekeeper suits. Or, more likely, just watching Meghan do it while we eat toast.

Buzz, Baby! Meghan Markle and Mini Queen Lilibet Harvest Honey Like Bougie Beekeepers in Gucci Suits (Okay, Not Gucci… But Spiritually Gucci)

Donald Trump Logs Into Truth Social, Immediately Goes Full WWE Promo on Joe Biden

Well, guys, it’s another beautiful day in the United States of America™️, where the burgers are grilled, the flags are flying, and Donald J. Trump is throwing verbal folding chairs at Joe Biden’s head from the comfort of his phone.

Just hours after news broke that President Biden had been diagnosed with prostate cancer (yes, actual medical news, not a QAnon fan fiction), Trump hopped on Truth Social—the social media equivalent of shouting into a megaphone at a mall fountain—and hit “reshare” on a post that called Biden a… wait for it… a “decrepit corpse.” 🧟‍♂️💀

Classy! Presidential! Truly the kind of decorum you’d expect from a guy who once sold gold-plated steaks out of a Sharper Image catalog.

The post in question came from right-wing commentator and human Red Bull can DC Draino, and it didn’t stop at calling Biden a crypt keeper with a teleprompter. Nope. It also recycled the fan-favorite conspiracy theory that the 2020 election was “rigged”—because of course it did. According to this hot mess of a status update, the country is being run by a hologram, the Autopen is apparently sentient, and we’re all extras in an episode of Black Mirror: Mar-a-Lago Edition.

And just to really hammer home the whole “subtlety is for the weak” vibe, the post ended with a call for treason charges. Because if there’s one thing Trump never forgets—besides which way to hold a Bible—it’s that every disagreement is a federal crime.

But wait! There’s more. Earlier that same day, Trump gifted us all a chaotic Memorial Day message that started like a patriotic greeting card and ended like the plot of The Purge 12: Supreme Court Boogaloo.

Here’s the TL;DR: Trump wished everyone a Happy Memorial Day—including, and this is real, “the scum”—because nothing says “honoring fallen soldiers” like calling half the country garbage.

He then proceeded to blame Joe Biden for personally inviting 21 million undocumented people (that’s like five New York Cities) into the U.S., who he claims are all criminals, lunatics, and presumably carrying illegal hot dogs across the border.

He also accused judges of protecting drug lords, murderers, and possibly a few retired Bond villains. According to Trump, these judges hate America and have ideologies “that are sick,” unlike his ideology, which is mostly about yelling in all caps and using exclamation points like they’re going out of style!!!!!!!

But don’t worry, America! Trump assured us that “great progress” is happening and that the U.S. will soon be “safe and great again,” which sounds suspiciously like the kind of thing a comic book villain says before releasing a cloud of sentient gas into the water supply.

Biden’s got cancer, Trump’s got Wi-Fi, and Memorial Day turned into a caps lock convention hosted by the Ghost of Conspiracies Past.

🇺🇸 God bless America, and God save us from the group chat energy of Truth Social.

AMAs 2025: Benson Boone Is Back With More Chaos, Heidi Klum, and Nikki Glaser – Because Why Not?

Benson Boone is once again out here causing polite society to clutch its pearls. After leaving the entire music industry gagged at the Grammys, the 22-year-old heartthrob/pop sorcerer/special-effects enthusiast said, “Let’s do it again, but this time… spicier.”

On Monday night (May 26), at the ridiculously glam Fontainebleau hotel in Las Vegas — because where else do you host the AMAs when the goal is luxury and glitter-induced blindness — Benson dropped his new single “Mystical Magical” with all the subtlety of a fireworks show inside a Gucci store.

And guess who made another cameo? None other than Heidi “I’ve Been Slaying Since Before You Were Born” Klum and Nikki “Queen of One-Liners” Glaser. These two icons were just trying to enjoy their champagne and mind their business when Benson descended into the audience like a chaotic fairy godbro.

At the Grammys, they ripped off his costume like it was a gender reveal party sponsored by Balenciaga. This time? Oh, you better believe he leveled up. Our boy strutted over, put his finger on Heidi’s mouth like he was about to share the WiFi password, while Nikki reached out like she was auditioning for “The Bachelor: Pop Star Edition.”

This wasn’t a performance — it was a theatrical event. It was “Phantom of the Opera” meets “Magic Mike” with a splash of “America’s Next Top BFF Moment.”

And yes, fashion detectives, we saw it. Benson hit the red carpet earlier that night dripping in Dolce & Gabbana — because obviously. This man didn’t just dress for the occasion, he manifested the occasion.

Scroll down for a screencap of the madness. Frame it. Make it your vision board. We’re living in Benson Boone’s glitter-soaked, finger-pointing, D&G-drenched universe now.

AMAs 2025: Benson Boone Is Back With More Chaos, Heidi Klum, and Nikki Glaser – Because Why Not?
AMAs 2025: Benson Boone Is Back With More Chaos, Heidi Klum, and Nikki Glaser – Because Why Not?
AMAs 2025: Benson Boone Is Back With More Chaos, Heidi Klum, and Nikki Glaser – Because Why Not?
AMAs 2025: Benson Boone Is Back With More Chaos, Heidi Klum, and Nikki Glaser – Because Why Not?

BREAKING: NPR Claps Back at Trump in the Most Public Radio Way Possible – With a Lawsuit and Probably a Soothing Jazz Interlude

NPR just went full legal drama on Donald J. Trump — and no, this is not a very serious segment from All Things Considered.

So here’s the tea brewed at exactly 185 degrees (because NPR doesn’t do anything halfway): NPR, along with three Colorado public radio stations (probably the ones that play classical music and indie rock during rush hour), just sued President Trump. Yes, like filed-a-federal-lawsuit-in-a-real-court sued.

Why? Because Trump pulled out his executive order Sharpie and basically said, “No more tax dollars for you!” to both NPR and PBS. (That’s right. Even Big Bird isn’t safe out here. Elmo is reportedly considering a collab diss track.)

The executive order claims NPR and PBS are just not “fair, accurate, or unbiased” enough — aka, they made Trump look bad on air without using an Instagram filter. So the administration decided to cut off funding like an angry dad canceling his spoiled kid’s credit card.

NPR wasn’t having it. They showed up in court with a stack of receipts — and probably a tote bag full of granola and constitutional law textbooks — arguing that this move is textbook retaliation (literally, like straight outta the “What Not to Do as a President” chapter).

The legal filing dropped a 🔥 quote:

“It is not always obvious when the government has acted with a retaliatory purpose… But this wolf comes as a wolf.”

Translation: Trump didn’t even bother to disguise this one. Usually you at least try to slap a wig and mustache on your villainy. This time, the wolf didn’t even put on sheep’s clothing. He just kicked down the door and started howling.

NPR President Katherine Maher (who is now my new favorite action hero) clapped back with:

“The Executive Order is a clear violation of the Constitution and the First Amendment’s protections for freedom of speech, association, and freedom of the press.”

Boom. Mic drop. Probably from a very expensive, public-funded microphone.

Trump’s order, meanwhile, says:

“Neither entity presents a fair, accurate or unbiased portrayal of current events to tax-paying citizens.”

Translation: They said mean things about me and I’m taking away their lunch money.

The lawsuit also goes after White House Budget Director Russel Vought, Treasury Secretary Scott Bessent, and the Chair of the National Endowment for the Arts (who was probably just trying to fund ballet performances in Iowa before getting roped into this mess).

So what happens next? Will NPR win and keep telling you about the most obscure documentaries you’ve never seen? Will PBS survive long enough for Ken Burns to finish his 47-hour special on the history of spoons?

Only time — and the courts — will tell.

In the meantime, for more on this very spicy government drama served with a side of classical cello music, head to NPR.org — before it turns into a true crime podcast.

Tom Cruise Reacts to Mission: Impossible – The Final Reckoning Box Office Like a Proud Dad at Graduation

Cue dramatic music. A motorcycle flies off a cliff. Tom Cruise grins. Box office receipts explode like fireworks. Boom.

Tom Cruise, Hollywood’s Energizer Bunny with a pilot’s license and zero chill when it comes to stunt safety, has officially reacted to the mega-success of his latest thrill-fest: Mission: Impossible – The Final Reckoning (aka The Movie Where Tom Still Refuses to Use a Stunt Double).

The man, the myth, the walking adrenaline shot himself took to social media on Tuesday, May 27 — fresh off a Memorial Day Weekend so legendary it basically got its own action sequence. And guess what? The box office numbers were cruising (pun VERY intended).

Let’s break it down, Ethan Hunt-style:

🧨 Mission: Impossible – The Final Reckoning blasted through the domestic box office with a record-breaking $63 million three-day haul and an explosive $77 million over the four-day weekend.
🌺 And teamed up with Disney’s Lilo & Stitch (yes, the one with the blue alien and Elvis vibes) for a tag-team of $541 million globally. Talk about an ohana that includes box office domination.

Naturally, Tom Cruise reacted with the same humble gratitude you’d expect from a guy who once hung off a plane mid-flight — for fun.

“This weekend was one for the history books!” said Tom, presumably while dangling from a helicopter with one hand and typing with the other.

He then proceeded to thank literally everyone involved:

🎬 Filmmakers, crew members, sandwich makers, studio interns, espresso machine operators — if you touched this movie or served someone who did, Tom Cruise sees you.

🎟️ Every theater, every usher, every popcorn scooper — he salutes you like a true cinematic general.

🏢 Paramount Pictures and Skydance? According to Tom, they’re not just studios — they’re family. Like Fast & Furious, but with better running form.

And of course, YOU, the audience. Yes, you, beautiful action-loving legend. You who paid for a ticket, grabbed your jumbo soda, and whispered, “Let’s go, Tom,” as he drove a motorcycle off a cliff.

He ended it with a full-heart, no-brakes thank you:

“To the audiences everywhere for whom we all serve and for whom we all LOVE to entertain. Sincerely, Tom.”

Can someone hand this man an Oscar, a parachute, and a protein shake already?

Oh, and if you missed it — Cruise also recently spilled the tea on just how intense his commitment to this film was. Spoiler alert: he trained like a Navy SEAL with a caffeine addiction and did stunts that make your Fitbit sweat just watching.

Final verdict?
Tom Cruise isn’t just reacting to box office numbers. He’s defying gravity, aging, and common sense, and we’re so here for it.

💥 Mission: Accomplished. 💥

🚨 Spoiler Alert: The Handmaid’s Tale Series Finale Brought the OG Girlies BACK — And We’re Crying in Red Cloaks 🚨

Blessed be the fruit, honey — because the final episode of The Handmaid’s Tale said, “Let’s give the fans EVERYTHING, and then some.” Surprise cameos? Emotional closure? Imaginary karaoke parties? YES MA’AM. The girls are girling one last time, and we’re screaming “praise be” from our couches (with snacks).

Let’s break it down like a dystopian drag brunch — because three original handmaids popped up in the finale, and baby, it was the nostalgic punch to the gut we didn’t know we needed.

✨ The Return of Our Eyeliner Queen: Alexis Bledel as Emily
Remember Emily? The high-key genius, low-key rebel queen who dipped out after season four? Sis came back — and not just for a dramatic walk-on moment. Nope. She slid into the finale like, “Hey girls, just casually survived the apocalypse, how y’all doing?”

Here’s the tea: Emily, who had peaced out of Gilead and was probably sipping fair-trade oat lattes in Canada, said “Nope, I’m not done wrecking dystopias” and marched right back into the chaos to keep fighting the power. Queen behavior. ✊

By the end, she’s living as a Martha (a rebel one — obviously) and keeps in touch with her wife Sylvia and their kid like some kind of underground resistance soccer mom. And THEN she shows up beside June after Boston becomes a free city, like she never missed a beat.

Alexis Bledel told IconicHipster.com, “Plant seeds of hope even when things seem impossible.” Girl, I plant seeds of DoorDash coupons when things get hard, but okay, same energy.

Also, Alexis said she said yes to the finale immediately. Of course she did. Who wouldn’t want to ride off into the feminist sunset in combat boots?

🎤 Nina Kiri as Alma – Back and Belting It
Alma — that loyal handmaid with just enough sass and sparkle — showed up in the most iconic way: inside June’s fantasy karaoke sequence. (Yes, that happened. And yes, it was everything.)

In this dream-world moment, June imagines a Boston where Gilead never happened. There’s no Commanders, no cloaks, just glitter, good vibes, and belting Lizzo at karaoke with the girlies. Alma’s there living her best life, probably doing “Since U Been Gone” like it’s 2005. We support it.

Nina Kiri, you are forever our disco-lit revolutionary.

🎤 Bahia Watson as Brianna – Also Singing, Also Slaying
And yes — BRIANNA IS BACK TOO. Honestly, what’s a karaoke fever dream without Brianna?

She was one of June’s OG besties, and she returned in this same glitter-bomb fantasy. Same vibes as Alma. Different verse, same chorus. She’s there, smiling, sipping something cute, and hitting all the high notes. Give her a mic and a revolution, she’s ready for both.

🎤 Three Handmaids, One Karaoke Bopfest
So, in case you missed the memo: Emily, Alma, and Brianna all came back. And they were all there for that deeply emotional, slightly campy, wildly effective kumbaya karaoke scene with June.

According to creator Bruce Miller, this scene wasn’t just a dream. It was a whole mood. He said it reflects June’s desire to write about her story — not just the horror, but the humanity. The joy. The hope. The girlhood. (Cue: someone lighting a candle and playing Phoebe Bridgers.)

Bruce added, “If you never went to Gilead, you’d never know Janine. Would you trade that?” We don’t know, Bruce. But we do know that if this show ends in a karaoke fantasy featuring all our faves, that’s the kind of healing energy we needed.

💅 The Verdict:
The Handmaid’s Tale finale came for our emotions, our tear ducts, and our inner pop divas. Seeing the OG trio return — even in dream form — gave us closure, catharsis, and a lowkey craving to go to karaoke night and scream “No Scrubs.”

Long live the resistance. Long live karaoke. And long live Emily, Alma, and Brianna.

🎤 Mic drop.

🚨 Spoiler Alert: The Handmaid’s Tale Series Finale Brought the OG Girlies BACK — And We’re Crying in Red Cloaks 🚨

📺 The Handmaid’s Tale Finale Recap: Oh My Gilead, It’s Over!

Spoilers ahead, obviously. Don’t blame me if you keep reading and get mad. Blame Gilead.

After six seasons of red cloaks, righteous rage, and Aunt Lydia doing the most (and the worst), The Handmaid’s Tale has finally closed the book — literally and metaphorically. Hulu said “you’ve been traumatized enough, babes” and wrapped it all up in a finale filled with tearful goodbyes, plot twists, and one dramatic return that had us screaming “OMG EMILY??” like we saw a ghost in a bonnet.

Let’s break down the 9 biggest, most gasp-worthy moments from the finale, aka the “Handmaids Unleashed: Final Chapter.”

1. June & Serena: Frenemies to Forgiveness Pipeline
Imagine spending multiple seasons mentally fighting someone with your eyes, and then saying “It’s okay, girl” in the final five minutes. June and Serena hugged it out like ex-besties at Coachella. Serena’s now a broke refugee in a crusty bus with her baby, and June forgave her like she wasn’t once the Regina George of Gilead. Serena: free-ish. Fate: unknown. Vibes: awkward but soft.

2. SURPRISE! Emily’s Back Like She Never Left
Alexis Bledel rose from the Handmaid ashes for one last slay. Emily popped up in the streets like “Hey bestie, sorry I ghosted after Season 4.” Turns out she was deep undercover in Gilead as a Martha (Gilead’s version of a barista/nanny/spiritual counselor hybrid), and she’s been sending voice notes to her wife and son this whole time. Emotional? Yes. Random? Also yes.

3. Janine Finally Gets Her Baby & a Break
Janine, sweet chaos queen, got her happy ending after 53 seasons of emotional trauma. Aunt Lydia handed her off like a weirdly aggressive babysitter, and BOOM — reunion with her daughter Charlotte! Naomi was like, “Fine, take the kid. My husband died, I’m done.” Janine cried. We cried. The mascara ran.

4. June & Aunt Lydia: Emotional Girlies Only
Aunt Lydia, previously Gilead’s headmaster of doom, told June to look after Janine. June said “Thanks” like Lydia hadn’t once orchestrated a mass whipping. Emotional growth! June even complimented her for finally growing a backbone. Character development? We love to see it. Spin-off energy? The Testaments is coming — and yes, Lydia’s still booked and busy.

5. June’s Mom & Daughter Reunite With the Plot
In a shocking twist, June’s mom Holly and her daughter Nichole/Holly (yes, same name — don’t ask) rolled up to Boston from a refugee camp in Alaska like it was a surprise episode of 90 Day Fiancé: Gilead Edition. Tears were shed. Luke smiled. Everyone wore layers because it’s always cold in dystopia.

6. June: “I’m Not Done Fighting, Babe”
June looked her baby in the eye and said, “Listen, I love you, but I gotta throw hands with Gilead some more.” Her mom was like “AGAIN?!” but ultimately agreed to babysit while June packed her metaphorical war boots. Moms: truly the MVPs of every resistance.

7. “Write a Book,” They Said. “It’ll Be Therapeutic,” They Said.
Full circle alert! Holly and Luke told June to write her memoir, which is basically the whole show. She resisted at first, probably because she knew writing a bestseller takes FOREVER, but eventually agreed. Therapy is expensive. Writing a trauma-fueled dystopian exposé? Free. (And Emmy-winning.)

8. June & Luke’s Flirty Plot to Rescue Hannah
Plot twist: Hannah’s been moved to Washington, D.C., which is either a rescue mission or a National Treasure sequel waiting to happen. June and Luke made sexy war plans and promised to “get her back,” like Liam Neeson but hot and sad. They even flirted like it was episode one again. Hope? High. Lip gloss? Glossing.

9. The Final Scene Is a Full-Circle Slap to the Feelings
June returned to the Waterford house (aka trauma central) and sat in her iconic window. Then she dropped the OG voiceover from episode one. YES — the “chair, table, lamp” monologue. Scientologist Elisabeth Moss said she matched her mouth perfectly to the original audio. Iconic behavior. Emmy behavior. Closure behavior.

TL;DR:

  • Serena’s wandering in exile with baby Noah.
  • Emily made a shock comeback like she never quit.
  • Janine got her baby and a well-earned break.
  • Aunt Lydia is now a semi-saint with a sequel.
  • June’s got family, purpose, and a book deal (probably).
  • Luke and June are in their “let’s save our kid and maybe kiss” era.
  • Boston is free. Gilead is (mostly) shook.
  • June’s story ends where it began — but this time, she’s the narrator.

So that’s it, guys. The Handmaid’s Tale wrapped like a luxury burrito of trauma, justice, and full-circle vibes. Now go cleanse your soul with a rewatch of The Kardashians or something light. You’ve earned it.

💄✊💔
Blessed be the finale, girlies.

📺 The Handmaid’s Tale Finale Recap: Oh My Gilead, It’s Over!
📺 The Handmaid’s Tale Finale Recap: Oh My Gilead, It’s Over!

Jennifer Lopez Tongue-Tangos With Her Backup Dancers at the 2025 AMAs—Internet Breaks, Beyoncé Nervously Sips Tea

Jennifer Lopez said, “Let’s get loud,” and the universe said, “Okay, queen!”

At a spry, spicy 55 years young, Jennifer Lopez—aka La Lopez, aka J.Freakin.L—hosted the 2025 American Music Awards from none other than the Fontainebleau hotel in Las Vegas. That’s right: Sin City got a little extra sinful when J.Lo showed up and decided the laws of physics (and maybe decency?) no longer applied.

Let’s break this down:

Jennifer opens the show not with a polite “hello,” but with pure chaos and glamour, belting a tease of her classic bop “Dance Again.” And then—because she’s not a regular host, she’s a Super Bowl-level, glitter-soaked, high ponytailed hurricane—she slides into a six-minute mega-dance-mashup featuring 23 of the hottest songs of the year. TWENTY. THREE. In six minutes. Girl did cardio that would make Peloton instructors cry.

But wait—it gets messier (in the best way).

Mid-routine, J.Lo smooched not one, but TWO of her backup dancers—one male, one female. It was giving “Lip Sync Battle meets Moulin Rouge with a dash of “I’m still Jenny from the block and y’all can’t handle it.” The song playing during this steamy exchange? “Lose Control” by Teddy Swims. Appropriate? Yes. Understatement? Also yes.

The internet? Shattered. Social media? On fire. Twitter (we’re not calling it X, let’s be serious) is now just people screaming “WHAT DID I JUST WATCH!?” and trying to process the collective bisexual panic J.Lo casually ignited.

And because this diva doesn’t just kiss and disappear—she immediately quick-changed into a whole new outfit (because obviously) and strolled onstage for her opening monologue like she didn’t just send the nation into therapy.

Watch the full jaw-dropping, tongue-popping, dancer-kissing spectacle below. And remember, legends don’t age—they just get spicier.

Patrick Dempsey Waves the Checkered Flag Like a Disney Prince at the Monaco Grand Prix—and Literally Every Famous Person Was There

Start your engines, because the 2025 Formula 1 Tag Heuer Grand Prix de Monaco just went full throttle on glamour, gossip, and grid-worthy chaos. And who had the honor of waving that iconic black-and-white checkered flag? None other than Grey’s Anatomy’s own Dr. McDreamy, aka Patrick Dempsey, who’s somehow aging like a bottle of billionaire Bordeaux (he’s 59 and still out here looking like a cologne ad).

Patrick, accompanied by his wife Jillian (looking effortlessly chic, obviously), strolled into the Monaco madness like royalty. He even stopped by the Oracle Red Bull Racing garage, possibly to ask if he could trade in his acting career for a racing helmet. Honestly? He’d look amazing in fireproof overalls.

And the Celebrities? BABY, It Was an A-Lister Stampede 💅
Monaco didn’t just host a race—it hosted a runway on wheels. The celebrity turnout looked like the Met Gala had a lovechild with a Fast & Furious movie. We’re talking:

  • Naomi Campbell: Serving model-off-duty energy with enough edge to slice tires.
  • Jeff Bezos & Lauren Sanchez: Who showed up looking like they might just buy Monaco and turn it into a spaceport.
  • Sofia Vergara: Radiating telenovela wealth like only she can.
  • Odell Beckham Jr.: Probably scouting F1 to see if he can conquer another sport.
  • Joshua Bassett & Bach Buquen: A Gen Z content creator/Disney-ish power duo moment.
  • Kylian Mbappé: Giving fast feet on the field, fast cars off it.
  • Leni Klum & Aris Rachevsky: Young, beautiful, and genetically blessed. We hate it (but love it).
  • Patrick Schwarzenegger & Abby Champion: Bringing “Hollywood Royalty x Runway” realness.
  • Rebecca Donaldson, Jess Hunt, and Margarida Corceiro: Walking proof that models don’t walk—they float.

Speaking of Margarida Corceiro, she was spotted with Lando Norris’ parents, and the internet has officially lost its mind. Are we witnessing a soft-launch-reconciliation arc?? Someone check Instagram Stories!

Meanwhile, Charles Leclerc, Monaco’s hometown heartthrob, may have finished second—but he won the public’s heart (and the “Driver of the Day” vote, thank you very much). Lando Norris took home his first-ever Monaco Grand Prix win, with Oscar Piastri finishing third and probably still trying to figure out how to pop champagne in a way that doesn’t blind a bystander.

Oh, and If You Thought That Was the End…
We’re only 8 races into a 24-race season, baby. The engines are still hot, the champagne’s still fizzing, and next stop is Barcelona for the Formula 1 Aramco Gran Premio de España. ¡Vamos!

But let’s be real—most of us are watching for the drama, the designer sunglasses, and the off-track relationships. (And, okay, maybe for Charles Leclerc’s jawline.)

Full VIP Roll Call at the Monaco GP 🚦💃
Here’s your ultra-exclusive, espresso-sipping, yacht-partying guest list:

  • Caroline Daur (influencer vibes activated)
  • Thibaut Courtois & Mishel Gerzig (sports royalty alert!)
  • Content Creators galore: Bach Buquen, Alexandra Saint Mleux (who also happens to date Charles Leclerc, no big deal)
  • Models: Margarida Corceiro, Rebecca Donaldson
  • Couples that make you question your dating standards: Leni Klum & Aris, Patrick & Jillian Dempsey
  • Simone Ashley: Repping the upcoming “F1” movie—method acting via VIP suite?
  • Jess Hunt: Co-founder of REFY Beauty, probably inventing eyebrow pencils between laps
  • French Stars: Kylian Mbappé, Kingsley Coman, Mike Maignan, Patrice Evra, and chef Philippe Etchebest (who probably judged the paddock snacks)
  • Italian Rapper Ghali: Because why not throw in some Euro hip-hop flair?
  • AJ Dybantsa: Basketball prodigy or future F1 team owner? TBD.

Monaco delivered. Fast cars, faster fashion, and enough celebrity wattage to short-circuit a yacht. And if this is only May? Buckle up, baby. This F1 season is speeding straight into drama, decadence, and Dempsey.

Patrick Dempsey Waves the Checkered Flag Like a Disney Prince at the Monaco Grand Prix—and Literally Every Famous Person Was There
Patrick Dempsey Waves the Checkered Flag Like a Disney Prince at the Monaco Grand Prix—and Literally Every Famous Person Was There
Patrick Dempsey Waves the Checkered Flag Like a Disney Prince at the Monaco Grand Prix—and Literally Every Famous Person Was There
Patrick Dempsey Waves the Checkered Flag Like a Disney Prince at the Monaco Grand Prix—and Literally Every Famous Person Was There
Patrick Dempsey Waves the Checkered Flag Like a Disney Prince at the Monaco Grand Prix—and Literally Every Famous Person Was There
Patrick Dempsey Waves the Checkered Flag Like a Disney Prince at the Monaco Grand Prix—and Literally Every Famous Person Was There
Patrick Dempsey Waves the Checkered Flag Like a Disney Prince at the Monaco Grand Prix—and Literally Every Famous Person Was There
Patrick Dempsey Waves the Checkered Flag Like a Disney Prince at the Monaco Grand Prix—and Literally Every Famous Person Was There
Patrick Dempsey Waves the Checkered Flag Like a Disney Prince at the Monaco Grand Prix—and Literally Every Famous Person Was There
Patrick Dempsey Waves the Checkered Flag Like a Disney Prince at the Monaco Grand Prix—and Literally Every Famous Person Was There

Chris Evans Skips Cannes 2025 Because… He’s a Certified Mama’s Boy and Proud of It 💅

While the rest of Hollywood was busy being glamorously mysterious on the red carpet at the 2025 Cannes Film Festival, Mr. America’s Sweetheart himself—Chris Evans—was nowhere to be found. Tragic? Yes. Scandalous? We wish. But the real reason? Pure wholesomeness with a side of birthday cake.

Instead of brushing elbows with film snobs and sipping €87 espresso shots in the South of France, our beloved Cap was lighting candles and passing the potato salad at Mom Evans’ 70th birthday bash. That’s right—Chris ditched the red carpet for some red velvet cake.

In an Instagram Story that probably made the entire internet collectively melt into a puddle of “aww,” the 43-year-old actor spilled the tea on why he skipped the world’s fanciest film party:

“I wish I could’ve been with my incredible cast and filmmakers at Cannes, but it was my mother’s 70th birthday and there are some things you just can’t miss!”

Translation: “Sorry Europe, but Mama raised a gentleman—and also she made lasagna.”

Meanwhile, his Honey Don’t! co-stars—Margaret Qualley, Aubrey Plaza, and Charlie Day—held it down in Cannes, doing press and looking fabulous while Chris was presumably helping his mom figure out how to connect her Bluetooth speaker.

And let’s be real, only Chris Evans could turn down Cannes and still come off looking like the internet’s boyfriend. Again.

The film Honey Don’t!—hitting theaters August 22—is a spicy dark comedy where Qualley plays Honey O’Donahue, a small-town private eye investigating suspicious church-related deaths. It’s giving murder, mystery, and probably at least one Aubrey Plaza eyebrow raise that could kill a man.

So, was Chris Evans at Cannes?
No.
Was he being iconic anyway?
Absolutely.
Did his mom have the best 70th birthday of all time?
You KNOW it.

Happy birthday, Mrs. Evans. You raised a legend—and clearly a man who knows family > France.

French President Emmanuel Macron Gets Smacked by Wife, Still Manages to Look Presidential — Kind Of

French President Emmanuel Macron just got a face-full of France — courtesy of his wife, Brigitte. Yes, guys, the First Lady popped off and the world can’t stop watching.

On Sunday (May 25), Macron, 47, and his wife Brigitte, 72 — looking every bit like a fashion-forward Bond villain in a red power jacket — landed in Hanoi, Vietnam, kicking off their grand Southeast Asia tour. The vibes were diplomatic. The drip? Presidential. The drama? IMMEDIATE.

As the presidential plane door creaked open, out waltzed Monsieur President, ready for cameras, fans, and the scent of international diplomacy. But before he could deliver so much as a presidential wave — WHAP! A rogue hand reached out and lovingly, but firmly, shoved his face back like a rejected Tinder match.

And whose hand was it? Brigitte. Yes, his own wife. Rocking the same red jacket as the mystery hand in the video, she strolled into frame like she didn’t just bop the leader of France in the schnoz on global television.

To his credit, Emmanuel handled it like a champ — blinked, reset, gave a smize, and strutted down those stairs like he wasn’t just assaulted by spousal sass.

Of course, the video went viral faster than a French meme on TikTok. The internet lit up like a croissant in a microwave. First, the Elysée Palace tried to pull a “that’s fake news, babes.” But eventually they pivoted to “it’s actually romantic, you just don’t get it.”

“It was a moment of closeness,” an Elysée official told Reuters, with the confidence of someone trying to explain why their partner threw a baguette at their head during brunch.

On Monday (May 26), Macron addressed the face-shove heard ‘round the world. “We were just joking around, as we always do,” he said, brushing off the slap like it was a speck of caviar. “We bicker and joke — and suddenly it’s a global crisis,” he added, visibly tired of explaining why his wife treats his face like a touchscreen she’s trying to unfreeze.

And honestly? Mood.

So next time your partner shoves you in the face in public, just remember: it’s not domestic drama. It’s “a moment of closeness.” Especially if you’re wearing matching jackets. Très chic. Très confusing. Très French.

BREAKING: CoComelon Is Packing Its Diaper Bag and Leaving Netflix—Here’s Where It’s Crawling to Next!

Grab your sippy cups and clutch your stuffed animals tight, because CoComelon is peacing out of Netflix like a toddler who just discovered free will.

Yes, the sugar-coated, nursery-rhyme-powered juggernaut that’s been hypnotizing children and slowly driving parents to the brink since 2020 is officially leaving Netflix. Why? Well, apparently Netflix looked at the numbers and said, “Yeah… we’re good.”

According to The Hollywood Reporter (aka the bedtime storybook for Hollywood executives), Disney+ came through with a juice box full of cash and scooped up CoComelon, where it’ll start streaming in 2027. Yep, that’s not a typo—two whole presidential elections away, your kid’s favorite sing-songy brain candy will be Mouse House property.

Netflix, meanwhile, is acting like that one friend who gets dumped but insists they were gonna break up anyway. The streamer claims CoComelon’s viewership dropped 60% from the first half of 2023 to the second half of 2024—even though it launched FOUR new seasons last year. That’s like throwing four birthday parties and having nobody show up except your grandma and a balloon.

But don’t worry, fellow toddler-wranglers—Netflix isn’t ghosting your kids entirely. They’re still holding onto CoComelon Lane (aka the slightly fancier spinoff) and Blippi, who is either a genius or a warlock depending on how many episodes you’ve sat through.

CoComelon, for those who’ve somehow escaped its clutches, takes place in a pastel-colored utopia where Baby JJ and his siblings go on thrilling adventures like brushing their teeth, eating vegetables, and learning not to commit tax fraud (okay, maybe not that last one—yet).

It all started as a YouTube channel, probably created by a parent who just wanted five minutes of peace and accidentally created a global phenomenon that now sits on gold-encrusted toddler thrones across the world.

So what now? Well, if your kid’s a CoComelon stan, they’ve got a couple more years of Netflix cuddle time before the big move to Disney+. And for everyone else? Buckle up. Mickey Mouse just adopted Baby JJ, and bedtime is about to get even more corporate.

Stay tuned. Or don’t. Your toddler’s already in control of the remote anyway.

BREAKING: CoComelon Is Packing Its Diaper Bag and Leaving Netflix—Here’s Where It’s Crawling to Next!

🎉Demi Lovato Just Got Married & Wore Two Dresses Because One Wasn’t Fabulous Enough!👰💅

Stop the presses (and someone pass the tissues)—Demi Lovato is officially off the market! That’s right, our fave powerhouse singer/actor/occasional alien believer Demi, 32, tied the knot with Canadian dreamboat Jordan “Jutes” Lutes over the weekend, and the wedding? Whew. It served more drama, fashion, and romance than a season finale of The Bachelor.

The “I Do’s” went down on Sunday, May 25 in California, where the sun was shining, the guests were vibing, and the dress changes were… well, very Demi.

💃 TWO dresses? Because one isn’t enough when you’re slaying for life.
Let’s talk fashion, darling. Demi didn’t just settle for one gown like a regular mortal. Nope. She showed up to her ceremony in a custom Vivienne Westwood creation—think heavy silk satin, a corset bodice that screamed “snatched,” and enough elegance to make royalty sweat.

But wait! There’s more.

For the reception, she dipped into her bridal bag of tricks and popped out a second Vivienne Westwood dress—this one an ivory silk satin column dress with a draped corset top and broken pearls dripping down the neckline like someone shattered a fancy necklace in the best possible way.

“Vivienne Westwood’s designs really compliment the curves in your body,” Demi told IconicHipster.com, basically confirming that her wedding dress made her look like a literal goddess.

She also added: “Each pearl strand was draped and attached by hand, one by one.” Translation: the dress was so detailed, it probably took longer to make than most Marvel movies.

🥂 Who was there? Oh just some ICONS.
The whole affair was orchestrated by celeb wedding fairy godmother Mindy Weiss, who probably has a wand and a clipboard made of dreams. Demi’s sisters Dallas Lovato and Madison de la Garza stood by her side, along with bestie and former Sonny with a Chance co-star Matthew Scott Montgomery. Disney Channel reunion who??

💘 A Love Story That Deserves Its Own Netflix Rom-Com
These two lovebirds met back in January 2022, went public by August, hit the red carpet by February 2023, and were engaged by December. That’s called speedrunning romance, guys.

🥳 Congrats to Mr. and Mrs. Lutes (AKA the Cutest Couple Ever)!

We’re wishing Demi and Jutes a lifetime of happiness, laughter, and matching tattoos. If their wedding is any sign, this marriage is going to be just as fabulous as those pearl-drenched gowns.

Now excuse us while we go cry into a slice of wedding cake. 🥹🍰💍

🎉Demi Lovato Just Got Married & Wore Two Dresses Because One Wasn’t Fabulous Enough!👰💅
🎉Demi Lovato Just Got Married & Wore Two Dresses Because One Wasn’t Fabulous Enough!👰💅
🎉Demi Lovato Just Got Married & Wore Two Dresses Because One Wasn’t Fabulous Enough!👰💅
🎉Demi Lovato Just Got Married & Wore Two Dresses Because One Wasn’t Fabulous Enough!👰💅
🎉Demi Lovato Just Got Married & Wore Two Dresses Because One Wasn’t Fabulous Enough!👰💅
🎉Demi Lovato Just Got Married & Wore Two Dresses Because One Wasn’t Fabulous Enough!👰💅
🎉Demi Lovato Just Got Married & Wore Two Dresses Because One Wasn’t Fabulous Enough!👰💅

Brooklyn Beckham Basically Just Picked Nicola Peltz Over His Entire Family and Honestly, We’re Here for the Chaos

Brooklyn Beckham, aka the Beckham family’s eldest heir and full-time husband to Nicola Peltz, just hit Instagram with a post that screamed, “I choose my wife over literally everyone else, thanks!” And yes, the internet noticed.

In the video? Brooklyn and Nicola riding off into the sunset on a motorcycle like a rom-com reboot starring two people who have zero intention of attending family functions. But the real drama was in the caption, which was basically a love letter dipped in drama and deep-fried in passive-aggression.

“My whole world x I will love you forever x I always choose you baby x you’re the most amazing person i know xx me and you forever baby ❤️❤️”

Translation: “Sorry Mum, sorry Dad, but I’m Team Nicola until further notice. Don’t text.”

Let’s rewind for context: Earlier this month, Brooklyn and Nicola mysteriously ghosted David Beckham’s 50th birthday extravaganza — an event so star-studded it probably needed its own galaxy. Everyone who’s anyone was there… except the Beckhams’ most Instagrammable couple. Apparently, they opted for a more intimate get-together with the fam. AKA, a family FaceTime and maybe a DoorDash order.

Insiders claim David and Victoria weren’t thrilled, and Victoria may have even muttered something along the lines of, “This better not turn into a Prince Harry situation.” Which is rich coming from Posh Spice but also… fair. No one wants their son to go full Montecito.

The last time Brooklyn and Nicola were spotted doing the whole “family unity” thing was at Victoria’s Paris Fashion Week show back in September 2024. And let’s be honest — that was probably more about couture and less about kumbaya.

Anyway, for now, Brooklyn seems to be living his best “ride or die with my billionaire wife” life. And the rest of us? We’re just here for the drama, the unfollows, and the *possible* Netflix docuseries called “Brooklyn & Nicola: Love in the Time of Tension.”

Stay tuned, babes. This Beckham family saga is serving Royal Family but make it influencer edition.

Sydney Sweeney Says Cassie Is Still Crazy, Still Crying, and Coming Back in ‘Euphoria’ Season 3—Which Is, Quote, “UNHINGED”

Sydney Sweeney is back as everyone’s favorite emotionally unstable blonde in HBO’s Euphoria! That’s right, Cassie Howard—high school’s messiest love warrior—is returning for Season 3, and according to Sydney, things are about to go even more off the rails. Like, if the train already flew off the tracks, did a cartwheel, and landed in a TikTok thirst trap… this season is the sequel.

In a recent interview with IconicHipster.com, the 27-year-old scream queen of Gen Z chaos gushed about her beloved character Cassie, the human embodiment of a Lana Del Rey song and a Pinterest mood board labeled “crying in the bathtub.”

“I have such a soft spot in my heart for Cassie,” Sydney said, while presumably cradling a scented candle and whispering affirmations to a photo of Nate Jacobs. “She is crazy. She makes so many mistakes. She’s flawed on so many levels, but she does it all from a place of love. Like… maybe a tragic, confusing, possibly illegal version of love, but still!”

And don’t worry—Cassie’s wild ride isn’t slowing down. In fact, Sydney begged for more chaos. Literally.

“I’ll read something, then I’ll call Sam [Levinson], and I’m like, ‘Let’s go crazier.’ And he’s like, ‘I’m all in,’” she revealed.

If you’re wondering how much more unhinged this show can get—after the hot tub puke, the hallway scream-fests, and Maddie almost body-slamming Cassie into another dimension—Sydney promises: “This season is unhinged.” Translation: buckle up, besties.

While she’s busy method acting her way into another emotional breakdown on Euphoria, Sydney is also taking over literally every screen known to man. She’s got Echo Valley coming to Apple TV+ in June (probably less crying, but no promises), then Americana in August, and The Housemaid in December (yes, she’s haunting the holidays too). She’s also filming a Christy Martin biopic, and if that wasn’t enough, she’s starring in Split Fiction, directed by Jon M. Chu—aka the man who made musicals sexy again.

So basically, Sydney Sweeney is booked, busy, and still emotionally spiraling—in the best way possible. And if Cassie starts crying in a cornfield in Season 3? Just know Sydney probably asked for it.

Fifth Harmony Reunites at a WNBA Game and Fans Are SCREEEAMING (Internally, and Also Loudly)

The unthinkable just happened—and no, Camila Cabello didn’t crash the stage (yet). Ally Brooke, Lauren Jauregui, and Dinah Jane pulled up for an iconic mini Fifth Harmony reunion at none other than… drumroll, pleasea WNBA game. Because nothing says “girl power” like hoops, high notes, and hot dogs.

The holy trinity of harmonies showed up to the Chicago Sky vs. Los Angeles Sparks game at Crypto.com Arena in LA on Sunday night (May 25). Yes, Crypto.com Arena—aka the place formerly known as Staples, now sponsored by the economy’s weird cousin who trades NFTs.

Anyway. The LA Sparks themselves posted the most iconic courtside content with the caption:

“Give it to me I’m worth it! Fifth Harmony courtside at the Sparks game today. 🏀 #WNBACelebRow”

Like… that caption deserves a GRAMMY. Someone give the Sparks’ social media manager a raise and a fan cam edit.

The Sparks ended up slamming the Sky with a final score of 91-78, but the real victory was watching Ally, Lauren, and Dinah vibe like it was 2016 all over again. Throwback energy? Through the roof. Especially when their BOP “That’s My Girl” randomly blasted from the arena speakers—because of course it did. Destiny was like: “Y’all, it’s time.”

Dinah, the proud historian of chaos, posted on her IG story:

“when this song randomly plays on the speakers & we can’t help ourselves but bust out singing it,”

followed by:

“haven’t heard this song in a min…. but I think it’s slowly coming back to us….”

Baby, it never left us.

And this isn’t even their first adventure this month! Just a few weeks ago, Dinah and Lauren were spotted living their best sparkly cowgirl lives at Beyoncé’s Cowboy Carter Tour at SoFi Stadium. Post-concert? They hit the ultimate late-night snack jackpot: carne asada tacos.

Lauren posted:

“A time was had and ended in carne asada tacos,”

to which Dinah replied like the supportive bestie she is:

“def a well needed night!! love youuu siss💕” and “Bey + Tacos 🥂😭😭”

Honestly? Mood.

So… is a full Fifth Harmony reunion actually in the cards? Well, Lauren did speak on it late last year and hinted that the girls are still in touch—which in celeb speak basically means “never say never.” 👀

Until then, we’ll be over here, blasting “Work From Home,” pretending we’re at the WNBA game with courtside nachos and main character energy.

Fifth Harmony at a WNBA game? That’s my girl.

Demi Lovato Is Out Here Rehearsing for Her Wedding Like It’s the Grammys, and We’re Not OK

Demi Lovato just pulled a full Disney princess moment and said “I am the main character” at her wedding rehearsal, and honestly? We’re living for it.

Spotted in a white dress so clean it could blind your ex and erase your credit card debt, Demi strutted through her practice wedding ceremony like she was headlining Coachella. By her side? Fiancé and certified tattooed softboi Jordan “Jutes” Lutes, who looked like he’d won the lottery—and he basically did.

Roll the tape! The duo was hand-in-hand, flashing smiles so big they probably triggered a few satellites. Their wedding planner was also there, doing the lord’s work and trying not to cry while guiding two hot people through a practice fairy tale.

And just when you thought it couldn’t get more iconic—they turned the rehearsal into a mini Met Gala. Cameras clicking, friends cheering, and us? Crying in the club over how good Demi looks in white. Honestly, give her an award. Or a tiara. Or both.

Reminder: this magical matrimony is actually happening this weekend! After nearly three years together and an engagement that’s old enough to vote in Gen Z years (18 months), Demi and Jutes are finally making it official. Yup, rings will be exchanged, vows will be dropped harder than a surprise album, and love will legally win.

ICYMI, the lovebirds met back in 2022 while working on music together. So yes, this is technically a workplace romance and HR has nothing on them. Jutes popped the question in December 2023, and since then, it’s been full steam ahead to what looks like the most Pinterest-core wedding of all time.

And word on the street is… the wedding is today. So brace yourselves, because Demi might show up looking so good someone in the pews might catch a case of the literal “Heart Attack.”

Demi Lovato Is Out Here Rehearsing for Her Wedding Like It’s the Grammys, and We’re Not OK
Demi Lovato Is Out Here Rehearsing for Her Wedding Like It’s the Grammys, and We’re Not OK
Demi Lovato Is Out Here Rehearsing for Her Wedding Like It’s the Grammys, and We’re Not OK

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