It's finally happened, folks. Lindsay Lohan has cycled through all the men in Hollywood (and, apparently, professional snowboarding) and had to start over at the beginning. Luckily she used her better judgment and skipped over Aaron Carter this time. Or maybe she's just really frightened that Hilary Duff will come neighing after her and take a big chunk out of her flesh with those floor tiles Hil calls teeth.
According to Page Six:
"Our favorite man-eating minx, Lindsay Lohan, was spotted at 5:30 a.m. yesterday coming back to the SoHo Grand hotel room of her ex-boyfriend, Wilmer Valderrama. The ex-couple had been partying together at Lotus into the wee hours Sunday night. Word is that Us Weekly has already bought pictures of the devilish duo leaving the hotel together."
We can only infer that a desperate Fez approached a vulnerable and exceedingly easy Linsday and begged for a mercy fuck to revive his dying, soon to be '70s-less career. And being the compassionate, career-minded young lady that she is, Linds granted Wilmer this one request. Poor, stupid girl. She had no idea that Ashlee Simpson had dared him to steal Lindsay's wallet and punch her in the face.
(Photo via Pink Is the New Blog.)
Lindsay's nude review at MrSkin.com.
