She was featured in Rolling Stone's People of the Year for the month of April. Not really news, but I thought what they said was cute.
She complains! She whines! She harangues her husband! A nation is hypnotized!
She tried to be the next Britney Spears. Who knew she'd be better as the next Lucille Ball? When Newlyweds star Jessica Simpson buys $700 underpants or concocts a wacky plan to infiltrate her husband's video-babe tryouts, Nick Lachey's defeated head-shaking is the equivalent of Ricky Ricardo's "Ohhhh, Luuucy." It's impossible to name a single song of Simpson's - hell, even an album - but that's not the point. It's useless to resist this perky, preternaturally tan blonde who has a heart as big as her boobs, a gal who cheerfully shares any detail of her life: how she preserved her virginity for Lachey, her lofty dreams of being "like Jewel," her inability to pick her clothes up off the floor. Who can change channels when there is Simpson pouting about doing housework as a red-faced Lachey fumes like Yosemite Sam? Her facile did-I-say-that? remarks are a triumph of publicity-mongering genius. She wonders if Chicken of the Sea is tuna and instantly becomes a household name. So who's the airhead?
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