Loose Lips Gossip - Marathon Edition

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Something Super Hidden Is In The Air A Few More Pecks Than Usual My my, my darlings. We have a lot of things to get through today. It seems society and the superheroes have been stocking up on the juicy tidbits. And I, my dear ones, have just found their hidden cache. And hidden may be the word for this particular column. I've got some grand information, speculation, and down right gossip for you, my precious cupcakes. First in our bag of discoveries, I was looking through some listings of upcoming shows, and I stumbled in a most grand manner, with a mimosa in hand, across a hidden gem in reality TV land. Now, I tend to shy away from reality TV shows and the wannabes that vie for celebrity, but this new show has some promise. Mostly because a hidden heir to Winston Frost will be gracing the tubes. Now we all know about the glorious Emma Frost and her more... lesser siblings, but no one knew about Christina Frost. A granddaughter. Hiding under our noses with a name like that. For shame! I don't know about you, my dear juleps, but I plan on watching this show while sipping a spritzer to see what kind of decadence this new generation of money can get up to. But the prominent hidden children don't just stop there, my pumpkin spiced lattes! We've got prominent family members from across the pond skulking around in our fair cities. The Braddock name is fairly important in Shakespeare's land. So no wonder the daughter of Betsy Braddock (who took the Vapor's "Turning Japanese" way too seriously, darlings) was seen carousing around in New Orleans. Now, that in itself isn't unusual. But carousing around with her girlfriend was of note. The short, slightly mousy girl must be one lucky little lady to have netted herself a Braddock! If you look carefully, you might see them. Another prominent family we just love here at Loose Lips, the Shaws. Though Alistaire has been mysteriously well-behaved lately. So nothing on that foppish front. Though his dear aunt is raising some eyebrows. Stephanie Shaw fresh off of coming clean as a mutant to the public (though my readers knew this already, didn't you, darlings? I mean how obvious can it get with naked flaming angels at a gala?) whisked her Brazilian Bronco off to Las Vegas for a weekend. It may have been a tactical maneuver to elope with one Marcelo Alencar da Silva in the city of sin while a prominent billboard in Times Square got covered with his half-naked ex. You see, dearhearts, I've done a little bilingual digging, and the man who was New York's Second Most Eligible Bachelor seems to have a Brazilian supermodel for an ex. So what better way for possibly-former Miss Shaw to keep that super-ex at a distance than tying him down? If you think the recent warm temperatures have been a tad bit chilly in Manhattan, that could be the chill coming off two of our most prominent citizens. You see, my fluffy macadamia nuts, it seems there is a wintery chill between the very handsome Tony Stark and his daughter Alexa. This may or may not have been going on for some time. The point of contention could be her means of keeping the hottest Atlantean prince tied to her. Or he possibly did not buy her enough ponies when she was a wee Stark. I'd bet on the former more than the latter as it's very obvious to what lengths she'll go to keep Our Prince hers and her alone. I, for one, can't wait for the fabulous lazer show that comes from the both of them if this chill heats up. Though some of the less safe parts of town have been hotter. Or in some cases, in heat. You know as well as I do, my dears, that I do love a good old fashioned superhero hook-up. It seems we have a new one to show you. If you'll look below, you'll see the photographic evidence. It seems a little Hellkitten has latched onto a bat. A tall, manly bat called Vesper according to my sources in the crime beat. So, keep your eyes peeled to the night sky in case you can catch some mid-air canoodling before and after these heroes go on patrol. Superheroes in looooooooooove And finally, we here at Loose Lips would like to offer our sartorial congratulations to the red hot Alexander Aaron's AA Designs. Lots of the other rags have been naming the numbers worn by Sugar Kane to her last batch of music awards as the best dressed. She has never looked so well dressed. Which considering how little she wore on her album covers, is quite the achievement. And that's the marathon I've been running lately, darlings. Let's be back on Wednesday with even more to talk about. Mwah!

Comments

[vesper_verde]

He tried to keep a serious face, but Steph poked him again. He may have, just a tiny bit, giggled like the Pillsbury Dough Boy.

"I'm a man, querida," he said with mock-exasperation. "We don't complain when the sexiest woman we know says she wants us. Or if we do, we're gay."

He paused. "That sounds almost right."

[pyroprincess]

That little giggle was incredibly satisfying. Granted, not the most satisfying sound he could make, but it was certainly fun. It certainly didn't help her not poke him again.

"I think I have had pretty definitive proof that that's not an issue." She smirked and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Close enough." Then she kissed him.

[vesper_verde]

"Hey!" He giggled again at the poke. "It's like you know where I'm ticklish!"

Not that he had many ticklish spots, but with Stephanie having been all over his body, she knew all the places to poke.

"Very not gay," he agreed before kissing her back.