SETTLE IN AND BUCKLE UP, TRASH MONSTERS, BECAUSE BOY DO I HAVE A SUPES FUN STORY FOR YOU.
as i'm sure (none of) you are aware, walking disaster #1 lavender blankley is currently on her press tour with 90s mega hottie scott whitcombe for that shitty space film that's getting shoved down our throats for some unknown reason. this story isn't about them, though. this story is about lav's partner in crime, walking disaster #2 poppy mulbright.
now, first and foremost, if you needed further proof that poppy's career is rapidly going drown the drain, this whole press tour is probably it. instead of having any projects lined up and doing any actual, you know, work, she's trailing after lavender like some pathetic dog on this press tour. WHICH BRINGS US TO THIS STORY. so, pops, lav, and their old man tagalong (aka henry bryde) went out for dinner at lorenz adlon, because of course, and then sauntered their pampered asses over to the liberate - where my friends and i just happened to be spending our night, because we're sophisticated as hell sometimes.
now, this is a classy fucking place, guys. it's probably the classiest bar in all of berlin, and these assholes saunter in like they own the place, already clearly plastered from dinner. they're ordering more booze, bossing everyone around, poppy's tried to shove her tongue down a waiter's throat twice. so, anyway, it's like half an hour in and poppy's pounded, like, four or five glasses of champagne at this point, and then out of nowhere, pulls out a line of fucking coke like it's no big deal. i'm surprised she didn't sit there and shoot up, honestly. i'm pretty sure she does that, too? wasn't there a big tmz article on it a couple years back? i'll admit, it's not like this bar is always drug free, but it's usually pot? people aren't usually doing hard shit on the settees? anyway, i'm getting off track. SO THIS BITCH LITERALLY SNORTS A LINE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BAR, and naturally, a friend of mine decides to document it. why wouldn't you, you know? so he's got this video of it, and it's up on instagram in, like, two minutes.
once she realised what happened, she flipped her fucking lid. i think she was trying to be intimidating, like stomping over and trying to bully us into taking it down, but it came out mostly incoherent. like, i'm not kidding, girl was so sloshed and strung out, she could hardly stick two words together. her bodyguard had to come over and sit her back down, i think he thought she was going to hurt herself. at that point she pounded another few glasses of champagne and promptly forgot about it/us, and just went back to being a little too handsy with lavender. poor old man tagalong got cockblocked hard, to say the least (though which one of them he's trying to shag remains to be seen). they don't just sit there quietly though, no no - they're trying to dance on the bar, they're getting really loud and obnoxious, poppy's still trying to feel everyone up and they're just generally making such a fucking scene. a manager came out from the back to have a pow wow with the security team, and i think they were on their way to kicking the little trio out, but they finally left on their own like ten minutes later.
poppy could barely even walk, honestly. this article makes it seem like poppy was being a ~helpful but handsy friend by grabbing lavender's tits, but i swear to god it was mostly because she couldn't fucking stand up. (which, side note, why did old man tagalong not help either sister out instead of trailing along behind them like a sadsack?)
anyway, since perez is going nuts with the whole coke incident, i just wanted to do my duty and help fill in the gaps for you guys!!! xx
Okay, you know what? I usually try to stay out of this kind of petty shit, but I am so so so sick of all the trash talking that has been happening in Poppy's tag the last few months. So "settle in and buckle up", because I'm about to blow your ridiculous addict and slut shaming to bits.
First of all, Poppy's isn't the first person to follow someone else on the press circuit. That is not an indication of a "failing career" at all. Actors follows significant others around all the time (not that I am saying they're dating, I've never been a believer that these two are anything but very close friends, acting handsy or not), and friends are no different. If you're close and you want to spend time with someone, why wouldn't you just hop on a train and meet them? Us ~mortals do the same thing, it just seems grander because we hop to a different town, while celebrities are usually hopping to a different country.
And as far a "failing career", did none of you see Room? SHE WON AN OSCAR, YOU GUYS. A GOD FUCKING DAMN OSCAR. And if any of you come at me with that "I bet she just fucked her way to that award" bullshit, I will politely direct you to a) watch the movie, she was phenomenal and b) peep the four other major awards she received for it so DON'T EVEN TRY ME. She won an Oscar, she has a film coming out in 2017, the third series of Grantchester will get released probably in the autumn. She's got stuff on the horizon, just because she's not constantly working doesn't mean her career is "going down the drain." Constantly working is not an indication of a good career, anyway. She picks things she wants to do, she doesn't do movies just for the sake of doing them, so sit down and shut up with that talk.
On top of all that, I'm pretty sure this is the 21st century. I'm pretty sure women should be allowed to do whatever the hell they please with their bodies and their sexuality, and if for Poppy that's flirting it up with cute waiters, more power to her. She's notorious for being handsy, that's just her MO. She's never gotten aggressive, no one's ever come out and complained about it (because, honestly, why would you - have you seen her?). Don't get salty just because she can get some whenever she wants and you probably look like a potato. Personally, I've always been in the camp that her over the top flirting and sleeping around stems from really deep self-esteem and confidence issues given how much she's struggled with depression, but that's another topic for another day.
And why is Poppy the only one getting all the shade? Lavender is just as messy, Lavender is just as problematic, and just because she's never been to rehab (which is literally categorically a cry for help, so at least Poppy was trying, you guys), no one trashes her the way they trash Poppy? That makes no logical fucking sense. Am I saying Poppy is a perfect person? No, by absolutely no means. She's problematic. She's messy. But she doesn't deserve to have every aspect of her life picked apart just because some pathetic Tumblr user thinks it's fun. Drug addiction is not something to be taken lightly. Drug addiction is a life destroyer and I for one am saddened that she is still battling those demons. Just because she's in the public eye does not mean you can pass judgement on her like you're some sort of superior saint; you don't know her, you don't know her story, you don't know what she's dealing with. Back the fuck off.
Which actually brings me to my next point - why would you think it's okay to tape her and plaster it all over social media in the first place? That is such a gross invasion of privacy. Yes, I know she did it in public. No, I am not condoning that. But how would you feel if you had a bunch of assholes staring at you while you're trying to have a night out with your mates and they kept taping you? That's not called being cute or funny, that's called ruining lives. You need to grow the fuck up and stop being a bully, it's just pathetic.
AND A GOOD NOTE TO END ON, she's a literal Princess? Your fave could never.
#poppy mulbright#poppy schwarzenberg-mulbright#lavender blankley
They dropped you from Annette. Carax was too concerned with your recent behaviour (that I couldn't even spin for him, because there's pictures all over social media - how could you be that careless?), so he went with Rooney Mara. Rooney fucking Mara, again. First they drop you for her in Mary Magdalene, now this? Lenny did not pull you up from the depths of British telly for this. I mean, fuck's sake, you're better than this. Academy Awards are supposed to open doors. You could have had your pick of projects - you realise that, don't you? This behaviour is unacceptable, I don't understand how you can't wrap your head around that.
I love you, I do, and I'm always going to be there for you in your personal life, but lately I've felt like maybe you're becoming more trouble than you're worth where your career is concerned. I've always believed in you and your talents, you know that, but your lack of dedication lately has left me wondering if we might be better off finding you a different agent.
Thursday, December 8, 2016
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Minna Maeve Markovski and Francis Guy Lyon were married July 13 2016 at Manhattan City Clerk's Office Marriage Bureau in New York. Officiating was James Mitchell, clerk for the city, and witnessing was friend of the couple, Brandon Rucco. The couple were granted a waiver to the 24 hour waiting period on the grounds of extraordinary immigration.
The bride, 28, who will be taking his name, is an actress. She is the daughter of Peter and Siobhan Markovski of Dublin. The bride's father is the Director of Sport for RTE in Ireland and has acted as commentator for Irish coverage on various global soccer competitions including the Olympics, the World Cup, the Euros and Champions League. Her mother is an education administrator for the Dublin City Council and has been an champion of Irish educational reform, including the management of the Irish Language Development and Assessment board for monitoring and translating new words into the Irish language.
The groom, 37, is an auteur and film distributor working for A24, which he co-founded with Peter Mendel and Henry Olsen. He is the son of Benedict Lyon, of Los Angeles, and Grace Robertson, of New York City. The groom's mother is a celebrated author and prolific writer best known for her non-fiction accounts of raising a child in the age of feminism. She has been an influential figure in modern gender studies. His father, an actor, has entertained worldwide audiences for four decades and continues to do so. He is a member of the Academy.
The couple met in 2014 in Los Angeles.