Sienna Miller Wondering If She Can Borrow A Can Of Slut-Off
Posted by STV at 7:45 AM on August 22, 2008
"Scandalism" is all the rage these days in London, where the hottest gossip of the day is found in neither Fleet Street rags nor blogs but rather spray-painted on the very walls of its subjects' homes. Exhibit A: Sienna Miller, whose recent, only slightly immodest dalliance with married father Balthazar Getty (among other tormented ex-flames) may or may not have prompted the scandalism above, which materialized on Miller's home late one recent evening. The ensuing investigation is going pretty much as sluggishly you'd expect; we're told a reward is available for information leading to the culprit's capture and conviction, just as soon as Nottingham is green lit again.

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Gangly Welsh "funny" man and most recently Sienna Miller's ex-fiance Rhys Ifans has traditionally been one of the blokes on Defamer Australia's "would love to get a beer with" list (alongside his female peers Charlotte Church, Tina Sparkle and Kiera Knightley).
A note slipped over the Defamer transom this afternoon hints that all is not well in Nottingham, Ridley Scott's reimagining of the Robin Hood legend which was set to begin shooting with Russell Crowe and a
To Sienna Miller's credit, the It Girl Who Never Really Was continues to work steadily, despite never having fully congealed in the public's consciousness as a recognisable movie star. (Overheard at an Arclight Stardust screening: "Who's she again?" "She's the Australian one who slept with Ryan Phillippe's nanny, I think.") Miller is due later this year in Hippie Hippie Shake, a biopic set in the '60s in which her flower-child character was required to dispense with cumbersome material possessions (like clothing) and jump wholeheartedly into the era's acid-fuelled orgy culture. One continuity problem: Her overly manicured private areas—a configuration popularly referred to today as a "landing strip"—were simply unheard of in the predominantly laissez-hair climate of the time.
As we bide our time waiting for the inevitable $200 million feature adaptation of