I bet Candy could take her down.DJ and alleged coke-addled lesbian Samantha Ronson must be lost without socialite buddies to sell down the river. With Lindsay in rehab and Nicole rumored to be with child, no one wants to play in the marching powder anymore. Nobody the paps would pay her to line up photos with.
Stuck home alone, Ronson cruised the gossip sites. When she came across Candy Spelling's open letter to Britney on TMZ, she couldn't pass up such an easy, slow-moving target, and blasted her back on MySpace.
To avoid beating a dead whore, Candy's letter to Britney berated her for her trashy attire and behavior inappropriate for a wealthy mother of two. Perhaps Candy meant well; perhaps she ran out of ribbon in the giftwrapping room. Only the butler knows for sure, and she probably cut out his vocal cords years ago.
Samantha's unsolicited rebuttal had plenty of cheap shots about Candy's advanced age and less-than-idyllic relationship with her own daughter, Tori. It might have been at least a little funny if it wasn't so bitter, like everything else about Samantha since Lindsay dumped her for Promises. I guess no one likes to tweak alone. Maybe she can hook up with Bai Ling.
Miss me, Sam?
