What’s the last thing Hollywood needs right now?

A new reality tv show? Nah. If it can survive Bachelor Pad it can survive anything.

A YouTube obsession? After Rebecca Black I really don’t think anyone could compete.

A combination between the two? Why yes, I think that would be a bit much. So of course that’s what we’ve got on our hands right now. Ladies, may I be the first to tell you about the new album PopEater calls a “bass-thumping, synth-heavy dance track filled with defiant lyrics aimed at “cheeky tongue waggers.” May I be the first (and hopefully the last) to tell you about Real Housewives star, Simon van Kempen’s new album, I Am Real.

But before I send you off to listen to this masterpiece, I thought we should all take a little trip down memory lane and remind ourselves of a few of the other reality stars who have made the jump to autotuned iTunes singles. Grab your barf bag; it’s gonna be a bumpy ride. Read More »

It’s not the singing that’s bad. Or the tune, even. I mean, as far as D-Listers-turned-song-writers go, this song blows both Kim Zolciak and The Countess right out of the water.

It’s more the fact that the song is total bullsh*t that has us screaming “WTF?!?!” and pulling at our freshly trimmed locks. Really, Michael? A song about how much you love Lindsay? “A father’s love will never die”? Perhaps “I’m The Worst Dad Ever” would have been more appropriate. Or “I’m Sorry You’re So Messed Up, This Is Totes My Fault.” Hell, at least give her something she can dance around to in her cell.

Good lord, this man is a fame whore. It’s time we send this douchey dad off to an island with no cell phone service, no Internet and no. freaking. music producers.

Here at CollegeCandy, we’re suckers for a good trashy reality show. Which is why I’ve decided to highlight my favorite trashy reality franchise: The Real Housewives. It’s the The Hills in 30+ years, chock full of cougars, bubbies, designer clothes and countless bottles of Pinot Grigio. What’s not to love? Well, besides annoying-ass Vicki Gundelson…

Since I just spent 8 hours on a beautiful Sunday mesmerized by these “ladies” (the jury is still out on Kelly’s gender at birth), I’ve decided to count down the top ten best moments in Housewives history. Which, mind you, was incredibly difficult to narrow down. (Sorry there’s not enough Atlanta loving in the mix; I’m not up to date on that series.)

Did I miss one? Let me know your favorite Housewives moment in the comments. But for now, kick back, relax and relive the moments. Read More »

Chris Brown is so over the Rihanna thing, OK?

Kim Zolciak still thinks she can sing.

So, Tiger Woods used escorts?

Students still freaking out about the job hunt.

P Diddy was an elementary school pimp.

Time to rock winter’s hottest trends.

Ok, so “Superman That Ho” wasn’t the most romantic song of all time, but at least it had a good beat and a fun little dance to go along with it. I expected a lot from Soulja Boy (Tell ‘Em) after that monster hit… and then I heard this (the lyrics are epic).

Did he really collaborate on a song about emoticons? “LOL smiley face”? For serious?

Congratulations, Gucci Mane and Soulja Boy; you have officially beat “Tardy for the Party” for the worst song of all time.

Don't be tardy for the party. And Pay me $10,000 to be there.

Lately I’ve been trying to come up with some get-rich-quick schemes in order to keep me off the streets and support my addictions – shopping and sushi. Short of throwing myself in front of a moving vehicle, I’ve really been struggling to find an easy way to make a ton of cash. But apparently, in this day an age, all a girl has to do is invest in some hair extensions and an upgrade in boob size in order to make her millions.

No, I’m not referring to prostitution. Unless that’s what you consider the girls on the VH1 series “Rock of Love Bus” who make $1,500 per personal appearance.  So I guess my new life plan should be: take part in a ridiculous reality series, make my way onto the D-list next to Kathy Griffin and then rake in the cash by going to fabulous parties and charging for it.

I just want to know one thing, who in their right mind would pay Johanna Botta from The Real World Austin $1,000 to hang out with them? She may be a former Miss Peru, but you’re in America now, Joanna. That’s not how we roll.

And another thing; disregarding what she makes per episode on the Real Housewives of Atlanta, did you know that gold digging, man stealing, “Tardy for the Party” singing Kim Zolciak charges $8,000-$10,000 per personal appearance? (Editor’s Note: I’d pay that much NOT to be in a room with that mess. Unless she’d perform live. Then I’d pay that fo sho.) Well of course these women are going to be rich and fabulous wherever they go; Bravo pays them thousands of dollars just to show up! Kim needs another skin-tight, boobie-poppin’ dress to match her new wig? No problem, just show up at some random party and demand payment. Read More »