Kanye West is pretty tough to work for, a former bodyguard tells the Sun.
Steve Stanulis, formerly a New York City policeman, lasted two weeks, which is apparently longer than many of Kanye’s guards remain with him.
“I’ve been employed by a lot of high-end people,” Stanulis says, “but I’ve never worked for someone like him. … You just never knew what would trigger a meltdown.”
Example: “On the first day we headed to his music studio. When we got into the elevator Kanye just stood there … and said, ‘Aren’t you going to press the button?’
“I told him, ‘I have never been here, I don’t know which floor.’ He flipped out, squealing that his time was precious and that he couldn’t believe I hadn’t called ahead to find out which floor he worked on.”
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Parents! Your daughter’s turning 16? You’d better throw her a party. Hire Drake to entertain. And Future, too.
That’s what Floyd Mayweather did. The retired boxing champ, now busily throwing money around with both hands, spent a seven-figure sum for his daughter Iyanna’s birthday party, TMZ says. An afternoon barbecue for the girl and her friends was followed by Drake and Future performing at a private party at the Mirage Hotel’s Grand Ballroom in Las Vegas. There was also a personal-greeting video from Justin Bieber.
Oh, and Floyd gave Iyanna a US$120,000 Mercedes-Benz G-Class SUV.
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Sean Penn didn’t have a good weekend in Cannes, where this movie he directed, The Last Face, premièred.
First he came awkwardly face-to-face with the picture’s star, Charlize Theron, who was his girlfriend during shooting but with whom he broke up badly last year. They tried to keep their distance at the film festival, but finally encountered each other and shared a perfunctory air-kiss.
Then came the reviews, which were uniformly savage. Samples: “Penn would do well not to mistake his own global caring for an artistic impulse” (Variety); “transcendentally bad” (Buzzfeed); “loaded with platitudinous dialogue and shallow psychology” (Hollywood Reporter); “godawful dialogue” (Indiewire); “an abject waste of time … the nadir of Sean Penn’s directing career” (Telegraph); “the outrageous ending … blows past earnest and into the realm of camp” (the Wrap) … you get the idea.
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The Louis Tomlinson / Briana Jungwirth soap opera continues.
You remember the backstory? One Direction singer meets girl, impregnates her, leaves, turns up when baby Freddie is born, declares eagerness to support child, and encounters resentment, tinged with greed, from the new mom.
Still, Louis set Briana up in a comfy little house in L.A. and remains in town, to be near Freddie.
But the other day Briana turned the tyke over to Louis, for a visit, in a parking lot. That’s because she has reportedly banned him from the house he pays for. “Their relationship has hit rock bottom,” Nameless Insider tells the Sun.
His offence was to take his current girlfriend, starlet Danielle Campbell, to Briana’s house one time.
Lou is 24.
