I wanted that sweaterShe doesn't get it. Spencer said that Lauren would be gone by now. He said her fashion line would make them millionaires. He said his sister would stop stealing her ATM card. (No, not really. He has no control over Stephanie's movements.)
Spencer said that Lauren's time in the spotlight was over and it was her turn to shine, but every time she turns around he's making her do something stupid, like hold melons in front of her artificially inflated boobies, or read a book. He knows she only likes the ones with pictures. That doesn't make her totally stupid, though. Like she knows who planted the rumors about Lauren and Justin Bobby, and it wasn't Whitney. She's got to hand it to her bobble-head buddy, though; this was better than beef curtains. Lauren has been branded a two-timing backstabber, her reputation in tatters.
And Audrina? She's getting more attention than ever, but not for her artificially inflated rack. She's the victim, the woman scorned, and suddenly has the sympathy of a nation of suckers who actually believe this crap is real. She'll have a fashion line and book deal by spring, and Heidi will still be squeezing the melons in the produce aisle.
