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If you thought Fake News was reserved for CNN, you're sorely mistaken, sweetie. With our experiences reporting on celebrity news and on the other side as a publicist in a PR fiasco, the Blondes know a thing or two about the lengths entertainment media will go to manipulate facts and make a headline. From getting cock blocked by editors, to our celeb interviews that made us wish we were in the Bermuda Triangle, this shit is about to be exposed faster than you can say Ghislaine Maxwell.

Breaking up is hard to do... unless you're a celeb in quarantine. It seems that not enough banana bread could save the slew of famous couples who called it quits so far in 2020, but The Blondes aren't having it. Reflecting on recent interactions with said celebs about their love lives, some of the breakups seem more baffling than Kanye's plan for presidency. It leaves us with one question and one question only: Where is the lie, guys? Where is the lie.

Desperate times call for desperate measures. And if you're missing your cubicle and pointless water cooler chat with Susan, you're not alone. The Blondes are taking you into some of the wildest, most obscure things they've done to make a dollar -- things that honestly seem pretty appealing right now in this economic drought. From stalking celebrities at family-friendly restaurants to crashing funerals, our dignity is something money can, in fact, buy. Welcome to the world of back reporting.

Working out with Mark Wahlberg still won't get you in his pants. Trust us, we've tried. In Hollywood, you never know just which A-lister you'll bump into while you meditate in a Soul Cycle séance that's simultaneously a sound bath. If it sounds insane, that's because it is. From juice cleanses to an athlete awards show, celeb trainers to hot yoga with Josh Duhamel, LA will stop at nothing to glorify looking hot. And now that you all may or may not be getting back to the gym mid-Corona for that summer bod, allow this to motivate you back to your normal regimen that does not entail candles nor kale.

The grass is greener on the other side... except for Coachella cus technically there's just dirt. Because Nochella is officially sold out and popping this year, the Blondes have the real, VIP Coachella of your dreams -- from run-ins with C-listers to the tragic bathroom situation. While influencers 'round the world cry over their flower crowns and deactivated wristbands, we're giving you the honest, down and dirty (we mean that literally) experience as we question our culture's obsession with this event, and all festivals for that matter. Fyre Festival happened, guys. Never forget.

Heavy are the hands that hold the Burn Book. And in 2020, it's heavy as hell. Cancel culture is as out of control as Elon Musk's child's name, and the blondes simply won't stand for it. From athletes to CEOs, writers to reality TV stars, NO ONE is safe from the next take down in the toxic culture the internet seems to get off to these days. Join us for a refreshing and raw take on the madness, as we relive some of our favorite celebrity experiences that would be canceled faster than you can say Stassi Schroeder. Because by today's standards, we'd be canceled AF.

Two white chicks, a black badass, and a whole lot of brutal honesty. In the wake of George Floyd's death and unrest across the country, Taylor and Emily sit down with fellow entertainment reporter Sade Spence for an open dialogue about the current state of race and its impact on pop culture -- and all of us. From singing the n-word to navigating cancel culture, and Hollywood's hypocrisy to wondering why the Kardashian-Jenners won't acknowledge their own black babies and partners, the conversation may not always be comfortable, but it's necessary.

If you thought Frat Row was wild, you’re in for a rude awakening. One minute you’re boarding a mysterious shuttle on Santa Monica Blvd, the next you’re in a mansion on top of the Hollywood sign. Because we’re living through the apocalypse, take an escape with this walk down memory lane as Taylor and Emily detail some of their wild Hollywood party stories and the absurd antics of the elite. From joining G-Eazy’s entourage to painting Karrueche’s nails, step away from the solo cup and grab yourself a champagne flute, 'cause things are about to get real boughie... and weird.

Shit went down this week and all we have to say is: Will Suitman be taking care of Aunt Becky's representation from prison or not? While cross-legged on the floor of the fancy studios that is Taylor's apartment, The Blondes weigh in on the Call Her Daddy fallout drama, Lana Del Rey's spicy Instagram manifesto, and Doja Cat's Jewish mom. No one is safe, but you've been warned. 

As this real-life Handmaid's Tale continues in Southern California and our economy dies faster than our will to live, we propose for Elon Musk to send CA governor Gavin Newsom to Mars. LA Mayor Eric Garcetti can join as well as this pandemic's latest tone-deaf celeb Molly Simms. Blastoff, bitch!