Prince Charle’s goddaughter and the most splendid of British socialites,Tara Palmer-Tomkinson was found dead at her home in south west London earlier today. She had been battling with a brain tumour. Sadness personified – the brain tumour won.
Tara Palmer-Tomkinson was just 45 years young.
Officially obituaries only come out after ten million unofficial versions are published first on social media. However in the print media celebrity RIPs are still a work in progress because there exists a protocol from which few dare to deviate.
The protocol goes something like this.
After mentioning the loss of a wonderful talent it’s normally followed by an obligatory tribute statement from friends and family. Because there’s never been a desire to mention how said celebrity suffered harsh criticism from those writing the obituary the mistakes that said celeb made in their life are quite rightly forgotten.
During her colourful life Tara frequently made the pages of newspapers and celebrity magazines. In 2002 she appeared on I’m a Celebrity … Get Me Out of Here! She also appeared on a celebrity special of Blind Date and A Place in the Sun.
She also contributed to several publications, writing for the Sunday Times, the Spectator and Tatler. In 2010 she released her first novel, The Inheritance.
She spoke candidly about her well-documented battle with drugs. She told a newspaper in 2016: “I haven’t done drugs for 10 years” and said she was now “a bit obsessed with healthy eating”.
Tara was also an accomplished pianist and spent many a party making her drunken friends dance barefoot to the sound of Beethoven.
Tara was one of my favorite “red carpeteers” who always brought fun, glamour and sparkle. However in recent years Tara struggled with depression and anxiety. These she said had turned her from “a party girl into a recluse”.
I understand that, really I do.
Rest in Peace, Tara Palmer-Tomkinson. Thank you for everything, especially this piece of musical perfection.
Beyonce and her seminal album/film Lemonade are under fire from filmmaker Matthew Fulks, who is suing her for copying his short film Palinoia.
Folks is claiming that Beyonce and her team were well aware of his 2014 film and was even contacted by Columbia Records (with whom Bey works) to work with one of their other artists, MS MR last summer. Months later, Lemonade began filming, apparently referencing elements of Fulks’ work.
Fulks claims multiple elements of his movie were copied by the singer including “graffiti and persons with heads down”, “black and white eyes”, “side-lit ominous figures”, “parking garage” and “the grass scene”.
The complaint even features side-by-side examples of the alleged plagiarism. And, whilst the tone of each film does appear different, Fulks’ illustrated examples do show similarities between the movies.
Today the Daily Mail recieved kind permission from the Sun newspaper to publish their dramatic WORLD EXCLUSIVE pictures of Prince Harry and Meghan Markle. The pair had been ‘camera phoned’ on Tuesday nightwhile strolling through London’s West End. They had just left the Gielgud Theatre after seeingThe Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time.
It goes without saying that being born Prince Harry was as sweet a roll of the dice that any child could get. He’s been given chauffeurs, body guards, mountains of money and girls galore. Yes, just for being born Prince Harry.
Ginger bearded Prince Harry may not have a Twitter account but for ‘Britain’s Just About Managing’s’ (JAMS) social media is the only way they can improve their evenings. However, reading endless tweets about the never ending saga of Prince Harry’s love life is a bitter pill for many to swallow right now.
It’s as much a confusion as it is a dilemma. While the vast majority of our nation struggle to pay their bills they remain obsessed with the Royal family. The media serve only to fuel this quandary by serving their readership with dollops of fluffiness showing ‘the elites’ constantly lauding it over the rest of us.
Yes, our proud tabloid media – illuminated by the prosperous, dazzled with the affluent and glittering with the most royal of British families.
It seems to me that when one strips away the media’s infatuation with these ‘Haute Mondes’ they are reduced to a few dozen semi-literate individuals who’s only purpose in life is to cut ribbons at supermarkets.
Lets face it the royal family are basically living on state benefits. Think about it. They live completely off of the British people’s tax dollars and don’t have proper jobs. And no the DWP do not believe that cutting ribbons is a proper job.
So why do the Royal family matter? Well, they matter to the British economy is why. Every year tourists spend millions of pounds coming to England in order to stare at all things Royal. By dispensing with our Royal family those tourism pounds would completely disappear and Prince Harry would have to find a job.
Yes, what a good idea. Getting a proper job would be good for Prince Harry because a job makes a man virile and proud. As opposed to prematurely bald and constipated. Prince William!
Remember when we all thought that being insured would save us from a fate worse than death. No? Well Kanye West certainly does.
Three days ago Kanye West was taken to UCLA Medical Center for a quick psychiatric evaluation. Two days before that he abruptly cancelled the remaining 21 dates of his Saint Pablo Tour.
Now then, over there in Los Angeles there’s a growing theory that Kanye West may have committed himself to hospital as part of an elaborate plan to collect the $30 million tour insurance money.
Seriously, it’s true. Digital Music News are saying that if Kanye West can get the doctors to diagnose him with psychosis then he stands to earn a massive insurance payout for the lost revenue he would have earned for the remainder of the Pablo tour – which was scheduled to run for another six weeks.
To successfully claim this money Kanye West would have to prove that he hadn’t done anything deliberately stupid in order to put himself into such a state.
Presumably that means the taking of mind expanding drugs – or marrying a woman he fell in love with after watching her sex tape – or humping Amber Rose into a fit of delirium.
Contrary to popular belief you can be ill and a fool all at the same time. This means, you get to walk around acting like a complete idiot and blame it on your illness. Seriously some people think the clouds are cartoons. Others settle for stabbing strangers in tube stations.
Oh well, you know what they say – every fool has his day.
Tate Modern has a new building. It was designed by Herzog & de Meuron. The new Tate Modern building will display an increasingly international view of modern and contemporary art. There will also be a greater variety of artworks from international artists.
The new Tate Modern building is ten-stories on top of The Tanks and is one of the world’s first gallery spaces dedicated to live art, film and installations. The building’s height responds to the chimney of the existing Tate Modern building. The original building began life back in the 1950s. As a power station.
The twisting, pyramid-like shape will be a fabulous addition to London’s skyline and will offer 60% additional space for visitors to explore. From The Tanks on Level 0 visitors can travel all the way up to Level 10. Once there they will witness the spectacular new roof terrace and a 360-degree view of the river Thames, St Paul’s Cathedral and the entire London skyline.
The façade uses brickwork which matches the surface of the existing museum and yet it creates something radically new – a perforated lattice through which the interior lights of the museum glow in the night sky. The interior features raw concrete folded into the most dramatic of angles.
All in all the new Tate Modern is a stunning way to experience art from around the world.
Architect Jacques Herzog had this to say of his company’s work;
“The form is something between a very rational form and a very irrational form, a pyramidal shape. It’s to do with the geometries of the land parcel, but also angles that will lead people into the galleries.”
I’m back. For some time now I have not been well. AND that’s why it seems like forever since I posted anything related to show business here on NMi.
I’m a little short of practice but hey-ho lets begin. Um…. er…. with who, what, where, why, when? I know, lets begin with ex Made-In-Chelsea star Kimberley Garner. Her derrière has appeared online today looking about as thick and juicy as a big ol’ plantation peach.
Throughout the years the benefits of women wearing little or no underwear in public has been well documented by the Daily Fail. Historically this has been followed up in numerous blog postings across the globe. Today is no exception.
I know, the first rule of rebooting an old favourite is: DON’T! But if you must, you should put your own spin on it, up the budget a bit and artistically take it to places the original article failed to
Every picture tells a story but for what it’s worth here’s my take: The onshore winds pick up in the mid-afternoon. The paparazzi gather. Position yourself accordingly. After all you’ve got column inches to cover.
Lets face it Kimberley if you flirt about St. Tropez looking like this then at least you know the rent is paid. However it’s the oldest profession in the world.
Mind you if you can get away with calling it ‘consumer merchandising’ on your Instagram page, then best of luck to you.