Posh Spice isn't winning many friends over State Side, using an interview with the LA Times to take a not-so-subtle swipe at her neighbours in swanky Beverly Hills, while simultaneously inflating her own fashion credentials.

Speaking about the paparazzi pictures of Hollywood stars she has seen on the pages of glossy magazines, she went on: 'They dress down quite a lot here, don't they?. It seems to be in keeping to go to Starbucks in tracksuit bottoms and Ugg boots.'

She went on: 'I have one pair [of tracksuit bottoms] for non-photographic opportunities only. Underground car parks are fine, but aside from that, no.'

What a cack. She actually describes being out of the public eye as a "non-photographic opportunity." Does this mean, therefore, that any moment she steps outside, is a potential photo opp?

Perhaps, dear Posh, the reason your neighbours in Los Angeles can get away with wearing tracky-dacks to Starbucks is because they have actual careers to worry about, and therefore don't need to treat every single moment in public as a potential "photographic opportunity".

The article also reveals that Mrs Beckham plans to bring out a new version of her style bible That Extra Half Inch to help America's wayward stars to dress properly.

As if that nugget of information didn't give us headspins with all the potential for witty reporte, then came this....

The LA Times journalist also goes on to describe how Mrs Beckham is wearing 'a mini-dress for a coming-to-L.A. interview' which is 'so short that you can't help but get the occasional glimpse of her pink panties'.

Standby for technical difficulties. The Defamer system has melted down due to sensory overload.

Well, hold the phones, Mimi MacPherson has a new boyfriend.

Though we like to pretend we care, we really don't give a rat's arse about the goings-on in the love-lives of the younger, less famous siblings of Aussie superstars, so we have nothing more to say on the matter.

We'll just wait for the video*, Mimi.

*Click through at your own peril.

In the highly entertaining and sometimes controversial world of beauty pageantry, a Bolivian lass has been stripped of her tiara for having fake hair.

A newly crowned Bolivian beauty queen was stripped of her title after judges discovered she had worn fake braids during a pageant celebrating Aymara Indian fashions.

Mariela Mollinedo was chosen from 14 contestants Friday night for the title of Cholita Pacena 2007, an annual contest featuring the elaborate style favored by La Paz's Aymara women, known as "cholitas."

Dancing down the catwalk on a chilly winter night, the contestants wore bowler hats dripping with costume jewelry, shawls fringed and sequined in every color and layered skirts that flared as they spun to the blaring music.

But after the contest ended and the crowd went home, judges discovered that Mollinedo's long black braids - an essential part of the cholita look - were extensions.

Imagine if these rather strict rules were applied during Miss Universe, or any other beauty pageant for that matter.

Surely 95% of the contestants would be ruled ineligible. Fake hair, fake breasts, fake lips, fake highlights, fake eyelashes, fake tan, fake nails, fake hopes for world peace, fake personalities... should we go on?

Sounds like Ian "I'm an environmentalist now" Thorpe's ego is getting a little too big for his flippers.

According to Defamer operatives, a prominent and immediately recognisable NSW politician was at a sporting match some time last year with his son, who, we're told, was a huge fan of Thorpe's.

When they brushed past Thorpie, the prominent and immediately recognisable NSW Politician thought he'd win some brownie points with his son, by saying hello to the Thorpster, and telling him how much of fan they both were.

Unfortunately though, the NSW State Representative was completely shot down with a dismissive grunt, swiftly followed by a turned back.

Well fuck you too, Thorpie. We supported you though two Olympics, stuck up for you despite your questionable fashion choices and strange obsession with girls' jewellery, and put up with far too many shithouse ads for Uncle Toby's. The least you can do is say hello.

Surprisingly not all that long after they heartily embraced the wonder of MySpazz, the mainstream media are in the middle of a love affair with FaceBook. As is the rest of the nation. The social networking site seems to have exploded over the past two months in Australia, and we can personally attest to the large number of people who have abandoned MySpazz for CrackBook/FaceFuck/StalkBook.

But there is one man who refuses to be sucked into the FaceBook hype. He is our favourite new blogger, the very wonderful Dan Luscombe from The Drones. He recently penned an amazing rant against FaceBook that nearly resulted in Defamer Australia deleting its own profile, so passionately and articulately did Dan argue for the pro-MySpazz cause.

He wrote it as a two part "note" on his own FaceBook profile, and has given Defamer Australia full permission to republish it as it is, quite frankly, fucking funny and deserves a wider readership.

VALE MYSPACE?
3:05am Sunday, Jul 15

What is it???

What is the attraction to this convoluted website? Where exactly does the appeal lie in this eyesore of an interface? This overly-intrusive, money-grabbing venture.

Yeah. Money grabbing. At least Myspace never asked me for my credit card details at any point. They want me to pay a fucking dollar to sent somebody a pathetic 3x3 cm GIF of a fucking "sock monkey". Why don't they just let me send it for free? Is it so the act of "sock monkey" giving doesn't get abused and run rampant throughout everybody's profiles? Well, I simply don't wish to give everybody a "sock monkey" y'know. I can discipline myself in this practice, without the hurdle of a credit card payment.

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MC Hammer is putting his musical talents to good* use, raising money for his church by releasing a new album.

As you may already know, thanks to Mel & Kochie's "Where Are They Now," the artist formally known as Stanley Kirk Burrell became a Christian minister in 1997, and has officiated over the weddings of Cory Feldman's and Mötley Crüe's Vince Neil (and no, they didn't get married to each other).

Here's a sneak peak of Hammer's first single...

Something tells us "church groups" wont exactly love the lyrical content.

*allegedly

Last week we were rather amused that the Today Show saw fit to alert its viewers that co-host Karl Stefanovic had broken his diet.

Well, word on the media grapevine is that this Walkley-Award-Winning scoop was called in by a viewer who saw Karl stufing his face with something rather unhealthy, despite carrying on and on and on during the show about how great his health-kick was going.

One of the Today Show's producers then took it upon themselves to "out" Karl without his knowledge.

We take it the same person was behind this liner just before 8am this morning....

Zoo Weekly is counting votes for Australia's Hottest Radio Babes for 2007, with the title ripe for the picking now that reigning hottie Biance Dye is doing her best Maria Venuti impression.

Going through the current Top Ten, we're a bit confused as to the whereabouts of Jackie O. Not that we're fans of the Jackster... but come on. Surely she rates higher than Fi Fi Box and Amber Petty?

Speaking of Ms Amber "I Was Princess Mary's Bridesmaid" Petty, we're not sure how much time and a stint in the CIty of Churches has changed her, but the last time the Defamer operatives saw her in Sydney, she was looking rather skanky walking home from Randwick Racecourse with her shoes in one hand and a ciggie in the other, slurring her speech and swearing at passers by.

But whatever, it's Zoo Weekly for Christs sake. Skanky blondes with bad manners are perfectly within their readers' reach, no?