The Safe House - Expositions

Ho disclaimer: We tend not to want to feed Ted's gossipy ego, but whether we feature his blurps here or not, he will continue his stalking to get info for his gossip column. So it doesn't matter one way or another what we choose to do here. For now it seems okay to share these blurps with fellow fans, but please remember at all times that this guy really needs to get a life and his opinion or perception may not be all that accurate. ;)

August 14, 2003

The Hunky Eyes Have It
Michael Vartan, oh thank gawd for that hubba man, draining some drinks at the Sky Bar. Mondrian Hotel. Sunset Strip. Looking yum-fer-the-tum in jeans, sneaks and white button-down, Jennifer Garner's secret squeeze was hanging with some guys 'n' gals on this mellow night.

March 27, 2003

After the Scorn

All right. Last week, like an awful lot of people, I was typing a precarious line--war about to break out, Oscars seconds from being canceled, and everyone claiming they weren't going to glam it up on Oscar Sunday.

Well, in case you didn't notice, the cleavage was most definitely on display. Most notably on the devilish Jennifer Garner, who barely squeezed into her boob-busting baby blue gown. Certainly was a fashion frolic after all. Expecting some sort of designer bust of sorts prewar, I'd been asking the stahs who they thought would throw the red carpet into a tizzy. Did they get it right? Yes. And no.

February 20, 2003

About Face

The purty peeps who primp and prep Catherine Zeta-Jones, Leonardo DiCaprio, Sarah Jessica Parker and Jennifer Garner blushed and brushed last weekend at the Fourth Annual Hollywood Makeup Artists and Hair Stylists Guild Awards. Bev Hilton, natch.

On a similar wavelength was the delish Michael Vartan, who arrived en mushy masse with his Alias costars Bradley Cooper, Victor Garber, Ron Rifkin and Merrin Dungey. The only fab face missing was Ms. Alias herself, J.G.

Needless to say, Jen-babe was busy dealing with her daring action flick. More important was the fact that this close-knit cast was the only one to show up in support of the folks who keep their mugs looking movie-stah marvelous. Of course, they had their two cents on this do-over Q.

"I think Michael Jackson needs a makeover," snarked M.V., who was looking too delish in a trendy black pinstriped suit. Oh, did I mention Mike's white button-down shirt casually open at the collar, offering a hint of otherworldly heaven?

Back here on Earth, I asked what Wacko's trophy should be named.

"Do they have a Freak Award?" M.V. dryly retorted with a curl of a smile. "Oh no, that's not nice."

Indeed. Carry on, my fine-featured friend.

And Michael did--saying some Tinseltown types need attitude makeovers: "So many people need one," he complained. "They need mental makeovers!"

Unfortunately--you guessed it--Mr. V. wasn't up for naming needy names. How positively poopy of him. Much more in the mood for pointing fingers was the other yummy honey, Brad-babe.

"Have you seen Victor Garber?" B.C. deadpanned with a sad shake of his head. "He needs a lot of help. Ron [Rifkin] is a close second."

And who is the all-time genius? Maybe someone who could help these fashion emergencies?

"What Michael Reitz has done with Jennifer Garner is incredible," raved B.C. "Have you seen Daredevil? Her hair is incredible! The whole movie is about her hair!"

Something tells me one Ben Aff might just disagree with that statement--or not.

February 13, 2003

Let's instead switch gabby gears over to the Daredevil premiere last weekend, shall we? Mann Village. Westwood. Late afternoon. Party afterward on a Fox backlot, which was decorated like Hell's Kitchen--where the movie takes place (and which, I hear, is also the name of Ms. Stewart's new cooking show, post chemical meltdown).

Before we start with the syrup-stir, did you know the new fad in town is to ditch the red carpet in favor of glad-handing with the roaring fans? Colin Farrell (who arrived with a cig in his hand and his sister and mum on his arm) headed right over, as did Jen&Ben and Jen&Scott.

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More whipped-up fun was had with Jennifer Garner, looking lush in a flesh-colored sheath dress by Roberto Cavalli. Too-hunky hubby Scott Foley stuck by her side, no "off to the shrubbery" shoo for him. Dynamic Duo Award, fer sure.

I asked Ms. G. a perfectly horrendous question about being the hottest female action star around.

"Ugh!" she groaned, apparently on the same wavelength. "I don't know about that," she responded with a chortle of some sort. "When I first decided I wanted to be an actress, it was all about words. I just loved Shakespeare, Restoration drama. And the fact that what I'm now known for is the physical side of acting just cracks me up!"

Not to mention pays your bills, angelpuss. And when is she at her most devil-may-care?

"In between when they say 'action' and 'cut.' "

Angelic?

"At home with my man," J.G. chirped, squeezing the arm of said hottie.

Scott-stud then elaborated: "In between 'action' and 'cut'!" Big ol' J.Lo-size wink, don't you know.

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The Prying Eyes Have It
Michael Vartan, shopping solo at Whole Foods. Bev Hills. Looking too edible in a white tee, running pants and baseball cap on backward, M.V. stocked up on plenty of organic eats. No one seemed to care that the yummy Alias star was drifting past them, nor did he seem to want any excess attention on this early-morning pit stop. Never one to go it alone was the ever visible...

January 23, 2003

The Golden Vice Squad Has It
Heart-stopping in a diff fashion altogether was Jennifer Garner's hunky hubby...
Scott Foley, answering the Vice Squad Questionnaire without a second's thought. "My wife," he said, when asked what no-no's he dabbles in these days. "Tonight is our date for the week, so we're kind of catching up on what we've been doing; I never see her anymore." The former Felicity fella, dressed in a dark Ralph Lauren suit that expertly complemented J.G.'s sleek black sheath, quickly rushed back to his wife's side, lest he lose her for who knows how long.

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