DailyEdge praises those who rocked the week in celebland, while keeping a watchful eye on those who should just log off forever.
Losers
Logan Paul
When is Logan Paul not a loser, I hear? He’s an extra loser this week because he said he’d love to fight Conor McGregor. Why? Well, he’s ‘athletic’. LORD grant me the confidence of this man.
On second thoughts, we’d actually love to see this. Down in one.
Scott Disick
Scott Disick heard his ex Kourtney Kardashian is single again, and is very happy, according to E! News.
Scott, you leave her alone.
Kourtney split with Younes Bendjima this week. A secret hidden source (hey, where’s Kris?) told E! that Scott is happy with Sofia Richie, but never liked Younes for Kourtney.
I’m almost positive Kylie and Kendall Jenner don’t like their good friend Sofia Richie for you either Scott.
Winners
Ruth Negga
Ruth Negga is back in the spotlight. The Oscar nominee spoke about race in the industry this week, and also gave us a sneak peek at what could well be her next Oscar-nominated role.
The Limerick-raised actress will star in Passing, a film about racial passing whereby one person of a certain race can pass for another. Do it for us, Ruth. Get the Oscar.
Christina Aguilera
Xtina was spotted around Dublin this week, and we were all like, wtf?
It was later revealed that she was hired to come over to play a private event in the 3 Arena for a US insurance company. We’d say she got a pretty penny for that one. Winner. Also, the fact that she has Irish roots endears her automatically.
Pink
Pink gave a good fuck you! to the paps this week. The singer is currently in Australia on tour, but was forced to cancel some shows due to illness. When some paps snapped her enjoying a day out with her family, it became a big thing.
Did Pink just pull a sickie from work?
She of course hit back with an explanation, but it has since been revealed that she has to cancel more dates after she was rushed to hospital in pain. She thanked her fans for their support in an Instagram caption, but still took time to troll the paparazzi.
That’s a warning to paparazzi, you might actually see me walking upright outside of my hotel room cage with two little children, and another warning: I might even smile. Not too much, though. I’ll try to control the smiling.
Served.
