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Love don’t live here no more…
Seems like Lindsay Lohan‘s descent into imminent discarded status (do you really think?) may have been inspired by a deep depression that set in after critics and viewers widely panned her widely hoped for return to acting prominence.
With her turn as Elizabeth Taylor on Lifetimes ‘Liz and Dick,’ failing to impress and worse even earning her wide ridicule and scorn in what many called an ‘amateur and horrendously embarrassing performance’ Lilo is said to have taken to the bottle to commiserate her wounded soul with.
Reports radaronline: The falling star was on a two-day bender before going off and allegedly slugging a psychic in Avenue, a New York bar.
Ouch. Radar go on to report that our hero’s slurred existence may have also been precipitated by her binging on cocaine which only served to rile her up even more when a dejected fan got the brush off from Lohan.
Said Tiffany Eve Mitchell‘s girlfriend at the time to Lohan after Lohan refused a request for a free psychic reading at the hands of an Avenue club goer:
tmz: Tiffany tells us … she had a premonition about Lohan and approached her inside the club to offer her a free reading … but Lohan turned her down saying, “Give me my space.”
As she walked away, Tiffany’s friend says she heard Lohan call her a “f**king Gypsy” … and it set her off.
We’re told the friend went ballistic — unloading a bunch of insults back at Lohan … calling her a “whore” and telling her “Liz & Dick sucked.”
Of course by now the rest is tabloid fodder as you wipe away yesterday’s morning sludge off the coffee table.
Don’t you wish you were a failing national icon desperate to finally be respected despite your own inability to respect yourself?