Lay your hands on theseSomething's going on in the world of Speidi. Those two were everywhere: soup kitchens, taco shops, and anywhere there was a red carpet and an open bar. And then suddenly whoosh! They were gone. We now know that Heidi took the time to undergo her ridiculous ten plastic surgeries in a day, but Spencer has been silent and unseen for months now. Not that I'm complaining or anything, but it's just totally out of character for him. Remember, this is the guy who showed up at an event with a boombox so he could blast Heidi's shitty music. Idiot.
Heidi's transformation from kinda meh vapid California girl to grotesquely plastic mannequin is odd enough, but the conspicuous absence of her pesky parasite husband is truly bizarre. What, is she keeping him under the stairs a la Avril and Deryk? Before her build-out Heidi was talking about making babies, which seemed to make Spencer a little queasy, but now she's all about her "new life and career in a very different and positive way with light and love. The time for change is now. Never mix business and pleasure. We are no longer Speidi but Spencer and Heidi."
Heidi has herself a new Svengali, a psychic from Malibu named Aiden Chase. I googled the dude; he claims to be a third generation healer who uses a laying-on of the hands to heal. I can imagine he's got his hands full with Mrs. Pratt, and she must be a dream come true to him - just look at that statement she released. If I were Spencer I'd be very worried indeed.
