So Enrique Iglesias held a press conference today at Dolores But You Can Call Me Lolita--which actually sounds like the title of a future hit for the comely singer. 'Twas biz as usual--you know, questions asked about his impending marriage to Anna Kournikova--his answer was "not yet," and plugging his new album---until his BMW managed to cruise over the left foot of photographer Lenny Furman. Wire Image caught it all. And while it wasn't a Britney-caliber trainwreck, Iglesias did feel badly enough to stop and ask Furman if he was ok. Furman, who tells us he spoke with a lawyer who insisted on him getting his limp left foot checked out by a doc, said "Enrique was very nice. He kept asking if I was alright--but he left anyway." The photo here is Furman's--the one he took as the car was crushing his foot. What's so funny, Enrique?!
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June 04, 2008
Enri-eeek--que Iglesias
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What was the press conference for? He seems to have been on the down low lately.
Posted by: Lissette | June 05, 2008 at 09:59 AM
some new album of his--or a new single..
Posted by: Lesley | June 05, 2008 at 11:00 AM
his english album insomniac did not sell well in the USA therefore he's back making
album in spanish.
Posted by: gina | June 05, 2008 at 11:15 AM
If Furman hadn't crowded the car, this wouldn't have happened. What was he standing in front of the car for? Paparazzi don't know boundaries. They make a pest out of themselves and put innocent people in harm's way. I have no sympathy for them. Now he's milking it for publicity and you're giving it to him!
Posted by: Sarah | June 11, 2008 at 05:20 PM