Episode 6: How to feel about Gwyneth

Never let it be said that I can’t do a classy podcast. I can talk about the future of American culture any old time I want, let it be known. For example, on this brand-new episode of The Fame Fatale, I delve into the future of film funding with the help of actress, producer and director Jennifer Blanc-Biehn, co-founder of Blanc Biehn Productions and director of the upcoming sci-fi spooker The Night Visitor. (Wanna be a part of a cool Kickstarter that has nothing to do with Zach Braff or Veronica Mars? Donate to The Night Visitor! Before the aliens steal you away! Or just learn how to fund your own $5 million picture by listening to Blanc-Biehn.)

Do you fear I’ve grown too highbrow? Chillax. I also answer a reader question about why so many people seem to hate Gwyneth Paltrow (or...do we?). Plus, of course, fresh celebrity sightings, plenty of Baby Vegaz, and--just for you Jon Hamm fans--I bring in a guy who actually lived the Mad Men life and can pitch you on what’s accurate on the show, and what isn’t. 

That man? My dad.

Episode 5: Your horrible baby could win an Emmy

Well, looky here: Five whole weeks into my new podcast venture and you’re still just as hungry as ever for Hollywood inside dish. Lucky for you, I’m actually a cyborg with titanium-tipped hands who has no need for sleep and who can type and type without her fingers ever getting all bloody. (Think creatures like me don’t exist? How else could Rihanna keep on Instagramming topless photos of herself 24 hours a day without rest or nourishment? It ain’t the vitamin B-12 shots.)

This week, you asked much of me. And I gave so much more unto you: The inner mechanisms of Nicki Minaj’s business dealings; the chances of House of Cards (or your bossy baby) winning an Emmy in the next year; not one, not two, but three celebrity sightings; and a blind item that’ll almost--almost--make you feel sorry for the TV actors.

Plus! Major news that your morning coffee is not going to want to miss, especially if it likes enjoys being sipped from Fame Fatale travel mugs.

And for those who missed her...Ande is back!

Episode 4: Porntrepreneurs and mystery drunks

This week a loyal listener wrote in asking about what porn pays these days for a lady. (I’ve already told you what a guy charges, in case you’re looking for sensible investments in the film industry.) So I found out, of course, courtesy of Joanna Angel, a porn entrepreneur, font of information, and owner of Burning Angel.

In short: Just masturbating on camera can pay like $200. Which is about $200 more than I’m making typing this up. And you know that you’re jerking off just reading this, you cheapskate.

Anyhoo: Pornonomics with Joanna Angel. You’re welcome.

Also featured in this week's podcast: The drunken antics of one of the sexiest men on TV; why Netflix-subscribing Game of Thrones fans are being treated like Theon Greyjoy this season; and why all the gay actors don’t just come out already.

Episode 3: Sweat glands of the rich and famous

Celebrity armpits--definitely not just like us.

Off-the-rack humans like you and I may sometimes perspire like the animals we are, but the elegantly bespoke Hollywood A-lister is made of fancier material. Celebrities wouldn't be caught dead looking all salty, moist, and plebeian in the underarm region. How do they stay so dry under constant heat and pressure of pap flashes and award-show klieg lights? In this week’s podcast, I blow the lid off the whole Celebrity Non-Perspiration Conspiracy. You asked why stars never seem to sweat--at least, not when the cameras are on--and I found out. I have your answer right here, along with a surprising beauty tip that just might keep you from reaching for the waxing strips.

And as if that weren't enough, I work up a gentle sweat (a glow, really) predicting the future of that poor, misunderstood shaggy hipster dude from Girls (no, the other shaggy hipster dude from Girls); judging the criminal trial of Michael Jackson, Gentleman Corpse; and exposing an A-list blind item you’ve got to hear to believe.

Plus, if you’ve missed Ande, good news! We’ve got her right here.

Episode 2: Halle Berry wants to drink your blood

So this week, a fan wrote in asking about Halle Berry. By fan I mean a fan of mine, not of Halle Berry, because, come on: Being a fan of Halle Berry just makes no sense.

The fan wanted to know what’s really going on with Halle’s amazingly age-defying face: Does she sprinkle her kale chips with uranium? Drink the blood of virgins? Was she bitten by a radioactive Nicole Kidman? I found out. And really, seriously, the answer may surprise you. Because it kinda surprised me.

Also: I dish out on a blind item that’s fresh, juicy, and packed with not one, but TWO A-list actors and one A-list director. And thousands of dollars.

Plus: Kim Kardashian. And not in a nice way.

Have you not subscribed to the podcast yet? What’s wrong with you? Don’t you care about Halle Berry’s forehead?

Episode 1: Lindsay Lohan's cushy hell

You asked! I recorded!

Here it is: The inaugural episode of The Fame Fatale, featuring fiendishly researched responses on the stuff you said mattered most to you this week: (1) Lindsay Lohan's five-star rehab, (2) Lindsay Lohan's bazillionaire friends, and (3) whether your favorite TV star is doing crystal meth.

In this first 'cast, I dig deep, way deep, into all of the above topics, plus: insight on the biz from naked Rosario Dawson! Random movie stars at Bed Bath & Beyond! Sound effects that didn't cost me anything!

And, because you all have no taste: Baby Vegas!