In some not-shocking-but-wonderfully-true news this past week, we learned that Miss Payless Shoes (Star Jones Reynolds) is about to knock off that second last name with her pending divorce from Al Reynolds.
Somewhere, Barbara Walters is allowing herself to giggle with glee and Joy Behar is cackling as she rubs her hands together with satisfaction.
Despite her past protests that all was well between her and her man, the truth came out this week when Jones acknowledged that she’d filed for the big D. She also released the following statement: “Several years ago I made an error in judgment by inviting the media into the most intimate area of my life. A month ago I filed for divorce. The dissolution of a marriage is a difficult time in anyone’s life that requires privacy with one’s thoughts. I have committed myself to handling this situation with dignity and grace and look forward to emerging from this period as a stronger and wiser woman.”
Ha Ha, Star Jones is getting a divorce, nyah nyah nyah.
Oh, I suppose it’s wrong to engage in such Schadenfreude, but I truly cannot help myself. The woman lost a billion pounds and refused to acknowledge it was because of surgery, she wears dead animals, she threw herself such an over-the-top wedding she actually tried to get corporate sponsors for the affair (see her acknowledgement in the above quote), and she acted like her departure (read: firing) from “The View” was the most important news event since the Kennedy assassination. Plus, she simply irritates the Hell out of me.
I know we shouldn’t relish in someone else’s misfortune. I know that there’s a lot of suspicion over Al Reynolds’s sexuality and poor old Star probably didn’t even get any hot action while she was married. And I know that she who is without sin should throw the first stone, but whatever. I’m admittedly being totally juvenile about this.
Star Jones is getting a divorce, nanny nanny boo boo haha. Ha! – Jennifer Mathieu
This article appears in Apr 24-30, 2008.