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Rihanna and Chris Brown separated by a mere county line

Rihanna's in town for an appearance on the small floating country known as the Oasis of the Seas. Chris Brown's here, too, for a gig at the Best Buddies gala on Watson Island tonight. Rihanna's at the W Fort Lauderdale. Brown's at the Mondrian. Close enough, yet far enough and vice versa. Just sayin'.

Virgin America lands at the W Fort Lauderdale

It's ok, Richard Branson. We have no hard feelings that you decided to fly your fancy new jets into Fort Lauderdale instead of Miami. It's only a short drive away, really. And $99 each way to LA or SF is worth the schlep. That said, nice party at the W Fort Lauderdale last night. Here are some pix of the red carpeting:

 
 Sir Richard and Brothers and Sisters/Dancing With the Stars' Gilles Marini

 

Zombieland's Amber Heard

 
Marini

Vampire Diaries' Kayla Ewell
 

Dwyane Wade estate up for auction

 

 


Dwyane Wade must really want to get the hell outta here, because why else would he list his Pinecrest estate on a website called BillionaireXchange? Listed since November 13, the sprawling, 11,611 square foot 7 bedroom, 7.5 bathroom estate can be all yours if you put out the lucky bid. Starting bid was $4,599,000. So far there are no active bids and no one watching the auction, although it does say the reserve price has been met. Only a super rich super fan would want this house. Why? The pool is in-laid with his nickname, Flash, and his Miami Heat jersey number 3. Bidding ends on December 13 which is perfect for someone looking for that extra special holiday gift. In related news, an offer has been made on Wyclef Jean's old house on Pinetree Drive, the one that creditors took over 2 weeks ago. Guess he won't be bidding on Wade's house, huh?

Update: Apparently listing Wade's home on that website was a big no-no. When the actual listing agents for the estate got wind of it, they had it taken down. Needless to say they were not happy about it and apparently Wade was completely unware as well.

Not the way Josh Woodward wanted to end up on TMZ.com

More details have surfaced in the bizarre case involving 8 Oz's Josh Woodward and a dead fetus. TMZ got their hands on the search warrant affadavit which said that the mother of the child (still no name revealed) says that one night in October when she was pregnant, Woodward kept putting his hand in a plastic bag and then touching her sexually. The woman lost the baby a few hours later and remembers seeing a white powdery substance in her underwear. As for that white powder? Not cocaine as many had suspected, but Misoprostol, a drug often used for early abortions and to induce labor. When the cops figured all that out, they set up a sting operation in which the woman called Woodward under police supervision, told him she was still pregnant and wanted him to come over. When police approached Woodward outside the woman's apartment, he pulled out "a small piece of clear plastic with a white powdery substance" from his pocket and dropped it on the ground. Police took the substance and arrested him. In the meantime, test results still have yet to come in on the results of the substance but when they do, Woodward's pretty much done. Also done would be the doctor or person who gave Woodward that substance, because clearly it's not something found over the counter next to the cotton balls at CVS. In addition to Woodward frying, there could be a Conrad Murray situation here, too. What a mess.

Who is Cynthia Rodriguez's new boyfriend?

New York media is much more obsessed with A-Rod than we are, but when it comes to what happens in our own backyard, we've no choice but to pay attention. Which brings us to this post. Page Six published a picture of A-Rod's ex wife Cynthia Rodriguez holding hands with a mystery man. Worse than that, they asked women what they thought of the new dude, and one woman bluntly called him, well, "ugly." Not nice! To each his own, and if anyone has any idea who he is, feel free to let us know.

Hugh Hefner needs someone to throw his Playboy Super Bowl party

So far, most parties we know of for Super Bowl XLIV (February 7, 2010) are taking place in Broward County--Gulfstream, among other places. We know of only one in Miami thus far and go figure, Kim Kardashian is involved. And it sort of makes sense since, to some, the 954 is more geographically desirable from Land Shark Stadium than Miami. But that doesn't mean we're out of the game at all. New York Magazine reports that Playboy is looking for someone to throw its annual Miami Super Bowl party because  Hugh Hefner doesn't really want to get involved. All he wants to do is fly in on his private jet, show up, and leave. Maybe Hef should get rid of his private jet and throw his own party. That said, this points to a greater issue than Miami vs. Ft. Lauderdale and that would be the economy. Uglier than Lindsay Lohan after an all night bender ruined by a run in with her dad and Jon Gosselin, the economy is said to be putting a damper on Super Bowl parties this year, just as it may with Art Basel. So keep that in mind when ruffling through invitations and sneering at the event's venue, county, or so-called celebrity guests. If Screech is hosting a party somewhere in Miami Gardens and you're invited, take what you can get and just go.

Memo to Sammy Sosa: lighten up!

 

 

It seems that the one thing Sammy Sosa didn't get for his birthday was a sense of humor. And that's exactly what radio host Enrique Santos, so-called King of All Spanglish Media and host of his eponymous show on Univision Radio’s Miami affiliate La Kalle 98.3 FM, wanted to give him as a gift last night. Santos never had the chance. Invited as a guest to Sosa's big birthday bash at the Fontainebleau, Santos thought he'd have a little fun with the whole Lightening Gate situation and show up at the party looking like he got locked into a spray tan booth. "I'm currently using a cream which has darkened my complexion," Santos says. "Ironically, Sammy is going through the same process, but the cream he is using is making him white." While on the red carpet doing interviews, Santos was approached by a publicist who asked him what he was doing, telling Santos, "You can't make fun of him," and ultimately kicking him out of the affair. "I explained to her that it was a special cream I was using that darkened my face and then I asked her, 'How many women in here are wearing makeup?'' but she wasn't having it," Santos tells us. "Was I not white enough for Sammy's party or have the millions gotten to his head--I mean skin?"

Tara Reid and Thomas Kramer walk into a restaurant....

 
We thought nothing much of the tidbit we reported that party girl Tara Reid, some pals and party man Thomas Kramer had dinner at Meat Market Tuesday night. Like two cogs in a wheel that's about to blow on a speeding train, Reid and Kramer had dinner. On a slow news day. And they didn't even cause a scene or offend anyone.  But two nights in one week? That's right, Reid and Kramer were seen together again, this time at Quattro Saturday, with a large posse of, says our spy, "table sycophants."  Something's definitely up. And not with Kramer and Reid, either. It's the notion of people sucking up to that table that's somewhat confounding and straight out of a bad reality TV show or something. Kramer has, after all, been shopping his own reality show around, Reid could use a job and South Beach certainly has no shortage of star*uckers, freeloaders and publicity whores, so we guess it all does make some sense after all. And in the We Couldn't Make This Up If We Tried Department: Following the dinner, Reid and Kramer stopped by a private house party on Hibiscus Island. The same party where none other than Vince Shlomi, aka the ShamWow guy, was seen, according to our spy, "Without the ShamWow and without a hooker."

Twilight: New Moon werewolves in Miami!

 
  
 

Spotted at Terra's Miami studios: Twilight: New Moon's Alex Meraz and Kiowa Gordon, who answered audience questions on the rabidly popular vampire saga.

This is it! An exclusive look at Sammy Sosa's birthday party invitation

No it's not an invitation to a screening of the late Michael Jackson's This Is It, but what you see here is an exclusive look at the invite to Sammy Sosa's 41st birthday party at the Fontainebleau's oceanfront ballroom Saturday night. Do not adjust your screens! The color, or lack thereof, is spot on--or off, rather.